A new Order

Eirlys Lumi,

" We can't send her without knowing how safe it is." My mother's voice broke the daze I was in. " You understand, right? We can't send your sister like this without knowing what happens to the Luna!"

So, not only did they believe that His Majesty was dangerous, but they also wanted me to be the scapegoat to understand what happened with the Lunas?

In other words, they wanted me to be the sacrifice to make sure Pearl stayed safe.

I couldn't breathe, as though I was reliving the cruel childhood where I had to be the one to take all the blame.

" Why aren't you saying anything? You will help us, right?" My mother's voice was softer now, almost sweeter, closer to the tone she used for Pearl.

" Why should I?" I replied quietly. " I am not going to be your sacrificial lamb." Saying that, I headed upstairs immediately.

My mother's shouting came soon but I didn't turn. They wanted their Omega daughter to be the test subject before they sent their beloved daughter.

My wolf urged me to get rid of them to escape from the pain of abandonment. But those people… they didn't deserve just an easy death like the one I gave to Ross. Well, they didn't deserve death. But perhaps a hellish life that they'd regret choosing every single day.

After walking into my room, I almost threw myself onto the bed but decided to freshen up first. My brain wasn't working much because of this situation, and now I needed some time for myself.

After running the cold shower and taking off my shirt, I stood under the water until my mind slowly went numb. The water washed over my body, making me tremble each time it hit my scalp.

After a long time, I walked out and wrapped the towel around me. However, my attention immediately went to my phone when it buzzed.

I grabbed it and sat down with wet hair and nothing but the towel around me.

My chilling mood didn't last long when I noticed the message from George.

" An urgent meeting. Please meet me at the bakery!"

My eyes narrowed. Urgent? That word wasn't usually used in missions because it sounded tacky. Every mission was urgent, whether small or big.

But knowing George, who had been with me since I was seventeen, I didn't think he would use that word without a reason.

I stood up, threw the phone onto the bed, and opened the closet. Grabbing a black top and a jacket, I walked into my walk-in closet. The clothes had changed into designer ones that I could barely touch before I was fifteen. Thanks to my dearest Boss, everything changed when I turned fifteen. And now, in my twenties, not only did I have my own career, I knew I didn't have to beg my parents or sister for worn-out hand-me-downs.

After finishing my makeup, I grabbed my purse and headed out once again. Although I needed proper rest, that meeting was far more important.

Just as I almost reached the door, my mother's voice came from behind. " Where are you going again? Aren't you going to have dinner with us?"

I didn't answer. I simply walked out of the house.

Taking my sports car, I drove through the city. A bittersweet place where my life revolved around. Growing up, my grandfather used to drive me around, introducing me to many things. Since I didn't get much attention from my parents, he made sure I had everything.

Even that used to make my parents angry. There were countless times when they blamed me for things I didn't even know about.

After driving for about ten minutes, I stopped the car in front of a bakery. A small bakery located on the outskirts of the city. Except for bread, croissants, and a few pies, they didn't have anything else to sell.

" You are late!" George's voice came as soon as I got out of the car.

I pushed the black glasses onto my head and walked inside the bakery. " You forgot that it's my day off." My voice was cold.

" It's not my fault that Boss asked me to deliver the new mission." He whispered, sounding almost frustrated.

" New mission?" My brow rose. " I just finished ten missions in three months. What do you mean by that?" I asked, my voice growing colder. I couldn't even take a proper breath, and they were already ready to give me another mission.

What did they think I was? A machine?

George didn't answer. Instead, he opened the door and gestured for me to enter the private room. I took a deep breath and walked in, my body shaking with rage.

" Aren't you a bit upset, Pufferfish?"

My eyes widened when a familiar voice reached my ears. I looked toward the corner of the room and found him there, smoking.

" Boss? What are you doing here?" I asked, my voice becoming slightly cheerful.

He threw away the cigarette and walked toward me. " I missed my favorite hunter. That's why I came to deliver the good news myself."

My brow rose. " Good news?"

" Sit down." He pointed at the couch before placing a document on the table.

I followed his words and sat down.

Edward Wolfe was a middle-aged he-wolf who used to work as an International Legal Execution Leader. People like him were generally called Hunters. Those who worked under them were legally allowed to kill criminals, especially those who abused their powers to harm others and then escaped punishment.

Five years ago, Edward and several others separated from the organization and built their own legal execution group with the permission of the Higher-ups. They remained neutral in matters of crime and control. Money wasn't the issue there. Punishment was.

I happened to meet him through my grandfather, who had been deeply involved with them.

Being an Omega, I used to be bullied and overlooked. No one ever allowed me to show my abilities. But when we first met, Edward simply held out a gun and told me to shoot.

At first, I thought they might be professional shooters for sports, so I did as he said. Although I didn't hit the bullseye, it was enough to convince him that I could do something better.

After five years, I was not only a medical college student but also a hunter with my own code name. Violet.

As I sat on the couch, George placed the cups on the table and stood behind me with a notepad to take notes.

I grabbed the document but didn't read it. Instead, I handed it to George. " Explain it yourself, Boss."

He chuckled, knowing that I preferred listening.

" Well, the first good news is that the Higher-ups are very satisfied with your work during the last three months. Crime rates and illegal slavery have dropped significantly. So they want to acknowledge your hard work."

I nodded, though I planned to refuse it later. I had zero interest in being publicly acknowledged by the same people who used to insult me for being an Omega. I worked to protect them, but I had no intention of forgetting how they treated me.

" The next good news?" I asked calmly.

This time he looked slightly hesitant. He glanced at George, who remained silent. Then, after taking a deep breath, he met my eyes.

" You are ordered to be the temporary bodyguard for His Majesty."

He paused before adding quietly,

" He has personally chosen you to be his bodyguard."