The Alpha's Assassin Mate

The Alpha's Assassin Mate

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In front of the moon goddess, I reject you Alpha Conroy, a fucking murdering scumbag as my mate!” He, Alpha King Conroy was rejected by a human- Amelia Whittaker.Amelia is a human by birth and assassin by occupation. Amelia witnessed the death of her parents at a very young age. She watched in horror how shifters who ruled their human world ripped them into shreds and she vowed to get revenge against the wolves that killed her parents.During her entire life after being discovered by a Human Assassin’s Leader and trained in his Faction, all she wanted to do was to take the revenge by killing Alpha king Lucas Conroy, the Lycan king of the Valerian hybrid werewolves. Painstakingly handsome and terribly possessive, Alpha Conroy has been longing for a mate since he was crowned the king of the valerians. It destroyed the Alpha when his long awaited mate rejected him and nearly killed him as his assassin mate.But the moon goddess had other plans for the rejected Alpha and his assassin mate. What will happen in between their conflicting love story?

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82 Chapters
CHAPTER one: Rejection
  Lighting struck across the moonlit sky, followed by a crack of thunder that momentarily made the werewolves surrounding Alpha King Conroy and Amelia Whittaker deaf.  The moon was full, shining brightly as it signified the mating season for the werewolves. Other wolf packs were probably coupling and rejoicing but not the Valerian hybrid werewolves.  The rain splattering down on the muddy ground splashed dirt onto Amelia’s frilled, flowing, virginal-white gown while sweat mixed with dirt dripped down Alpha King Conroy’s shirtless torso to the waistband of his black leather pants that tightly hugged his muscular thighs.  “You can’t do it… Please, Amelia.” He protested. Everyone in his pack was present, his cousin Arian who is his beta and second-in-command included. An Alpha wasn’t allowed to be weak not in front of the people he was meant to protect, but Conroy was close to breaking.  “Watch me, you bastard! She snarled.  “Your parents weren’t innocent, they kidnapped wolves from
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CHAPTER two: Assassin Creed—Amelia Whittaker
  Eighteen moons later.  One thing that was ingrained in her memory as one of the trainees of the Assassin creed revolution is the aptitude to pretend and remain calm, keeping the facial features dispassionate.  She could have the most lethal weapon attached to her and still look calm and collected as a cucumber.  This was achieved by one of her most intensive training, when she was locked in a dark tomb filled to the brim with scorpions. She had to keep an expressionless face and not make the slightest peep of noise. After repeating the training for the fifth time, she finally became the toughest and unbreakable assassin in the faction.  Looking back on her days of training, Amelia Whittaker knew that it was worth it.  But she wondered when she would be allowed to kill the King of the Valerians because she was ready. She could feel it in her bones and deep down in her heart. Her soul begged for it…her soul craved to feel his blood on the edge of her sword.  This was what she had
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CHAPTER three: De-Assassination
  The night was dark and not even a crescent of moon shone down, this was a night for a perfect execution and assassination and Amelia Whittaker won’t be deterred from the one mission she had trained for half her life by the assassin’s leader of the creed.  To kill Alpha king Lucas Conroy, the Lycan king of the Valerian hybrid werewolves.  The lack of moon made the stretch of land lying ahead and a particular castle that stood tall and proud on the ground shadowed. The cream stone craving of the castle’s walls almost seemed grey due to the darkness letting the others know it’s time to be in a peaceful slumber, not Amelia Whittaker though.  The eyelids of the sole warrior guarding the gates of the castle fluttered ever so slightly and she reached into her side pocket and brought a long wooden pipe made from bamboo. It had holes on both side and a poisoned pine broken from orange trees laid inside, Amelia brought it to her mouth and blew sharply in it, her harsh breath pushing out the
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CHAPTER four: Death
  Amelia first stilled a leg in the air as if to jump and her hands trembled violently as she held onto the vase.  Adrenaline pumping in her veins, her senses kicked back in and she quickly returned the vase to its spot and rolled over to a tall table, hiding beneath it just as the werewolf unfurled itself from the ground and whined.  Amelia watched as its yellow eyes glowed in the dark and it canines were jutting down from his jaw as he yawned. He turned to leave and then paused. He stood on hind legs and began sniffing the air.  ‘Holy shit.’ Amelia thought.  His nose kept twitching and the sniffing sounds continued to emit from him, then he shrugged and pawed out through the backdoor into the night, his tail swishing behind him.  Amelia collapsed against the wall in relief and her grip relaxed on her silver sword. She knew her chances of surviving were next to zero had the wolf caught her. She crawled out from beneath the table in a crouch and her eyes scanned the hallway again,
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CHAPTER five: saving a mate
  Amelia Whittaker was dead, dead in the human world, dead in the real sense of a human who died taking a vial of poison.  But as hybrid king Alpha Conroy pumped more of his blood into a pint connected to a slowly beating vein in her wrist, he won’t let her die. Not after waiting for her for this long. He had long given up on finding a mate as even his cousin Beta Arian, his second in command had long been mated during his teenage years. Although they never raised an eyebrow in his presence, he knew his pack needed a queen, they needed a female commander, a Luna beside their beloved Alpha.  Now as he watched her deathly pale bluish lips, quivering in her ghostly state, he knew he had to swallow his pride to save her. Her eyes were squeezed shut and he would give anything to know what the colors of her eyes were.  Her skin had assumed the greenish tint it did when humans died. His heart squeezed as he willed her to wake up and save him the shame. He didn’t care if she was about to ki
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CHAPTER six: meeting the witch
  KING CONROY’s P.O.V  Fehr Eric Andromeda Rahl IV  Slayer of the blood hounds  Ruler of Ancientrova”  These words carved boldly on the stone slightly uplifted at the entrance of the dark forest made me know that I have arrived at the boundary dividing Valeria from Ancientrova.  The horse won’t budge and take the first step in; its shoe kept clacking against the stones nervously.  Not that I blamed the good horse.  The forest, foreboding enough had quite a sinister aura to it and even the bravest of men couldn’t venture past the first path before fear twisted them half out their minds but I am no mere man.  I jumped down from the horse’s back and after tying it reins to a sturdy branch, I lifted the hood attached to my cloak and breathed in the strangely murky air.  I walked to the belly of the carriage and peered at the face of the woman who had tried to kill me in my own chambers. She hadn’t moved an inch and her shallow breathing kept getting worse as time passes and time w
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CHAPTER seven:
  King Conroy’s P.O.V  I glanced ahead but couldn’t see anything other than the clusters of trees. Pausing, I looked to my right, there! I saw a crofter’s hut. I ignored the throbbing pain in my back and made for it.  The barking and howling grew louder still and I cursed, “The wolves has captured her scent.” The cottage is the only hope for her safety so with vigor I ran towards it.  About a hundred yards to go and my long legs were eating it up…now, thirty more feet.  I snuck a peek over my shoulder to see how close the rogues were. With their appetite piques, the snarling and growling hungry animals were gaining on me. The forest had a dark magic that stopped my ankle from healing.  Ten more feet... five... two… just another foot!  I lunged over the porch and crashed my body into the door, almost tumbling over. I bolted inside the hut with a racing heart, it was quite dark but my eyes acclimatized it soon and then I saw a mat in the corner and ran towards it. I shook off my ma
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CHAPTER eight: Stuck in the blizzard
  CONROY’s P.O.V  Acting hastily, I drew the fur cloak to the side and unfastened the girl’s kirtle and tugged it down her shoulders, carefully tugging her limp arms through the neck opening to finally yank the garment down to her legs, then off. I saw that the edges of the frock were ruined with the mud outside.  “What are you, my Killer mate?” I asked in bewilderment for she looked dead to the world.  “Had she gotten up while I was out?”  I shook her, half hoping that she was truly awake, “Enough of your theatrics, if you are awake then save me the heartache, torment and say a word.”  She remained still.  “I know of the truth and the prophecy of witch the old hag, Esme spoke about. But what I do not understand is it’s tie to my mate.” I now addressed the silent room.  “Dear killer mate, you had tried to kill me, yet here I am, almost dying for you, to save you.” I chuckled darkly.  “The magic of the forest took my powers and in my human weakened state, there’s little to nothi
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CHAPTER nine: The Vampire King
  The saddle of the crown in his hands was far less than the price it would cost not to wear it. It should have been fashioned from spikes for the yoke it would become in his life if he didn’t wear it. Yet it might be an exchange he must make for the safety of his kingdom and to fulfill his promise to her.  Crashing waves far below the fortress walls in his Ancientrovan asylum didn’t lighten up King Fehr Eric Andromeda Rahl’s straying thoughts as the nagging feeling that had bothered him all morning persisted.  It has been a century since she died and left a hole in his heart, his human mate —that is if vampires had one.  He killed her. He hadn’t meant to.  “Tell me your darkest fantasy, Rahl.” She had murmured against his ear one night, gently raking her teeth across the lobe.  Fehr smirked with his eyes closed, too tired to do much else. Catalina sounded so viciously sexy, but why did females had to always go there—searching for answers to questions they didn’t really want to le
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CHAPTER ten: A warm welcome to Ancientrova
  Breathless, drained, turned out, he could barely open his eyes but he had to. He must to.  “My lady?” Confused, that was all he could say.  No response from her.  He pulled her away from him, staring at her through vision blurred with tears—blood—he had snapped her neck during his throes of pleasure. He dazedly pressed an index finger over his bleeding bite wounds to help seal it.  “Cat…C-Catalina?” he choked out again, a pain like knife sticking through his heart.  He leaped away from the divan and bounded outside the room with her in his arms. King Fehr rounded the deck, plunked out on the cliffs, and willed his wife awake. He gently placed her on a bed of rocks, forcing out his fangs, he pierced her silky throat and drained her of her blood that was already running cold. Instead of losing her he would rather make her into a vampire like him, although it wound him terribly that she would lose her freedom as a human and be restricted forever as a creature of the night.  After
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