Lahat ng Kabanata ng THE ALPHA'S MATE IS AN ASSASIN: Kabanata 41 - Kabanata 50

ALPHA GREY The fact that the knife was sharp made it a blessing. I cut through the two young men with ease and without peace.There was a heavy, turbulent feeling within my chest as I worked, and I knew it was the beginning of my torment. Killing a fellow werewolf and without good reason came with a price-the tearing of your soul apart. I thought it was a funny bargain... losing my soul for some skin.My hands worked through the night, covering my arms in blood. And when I was finished, I rolled the skins up, looking at the bare musculature of the two young men. Then, I started to do as I promised, to bury them. I dug a grave so deep that it would take even more effort to dig up again, and put the young men in. With exhaustion, I started to cover the young men back, and just before sunrise, I had fully buried them.The whole time, I listened for the rest of their siblings, surprised that they were still hiding in the house and not making any efforts to run from me. The heavy feeling

ALPHA GREY I awoke to the witch staring at me as I slept, and rolled over to face her."You were dreaming." Her voice said in a manner that was so certain it was almost a declaration."How did you know?" I asked her, curling up my naked body and sitting still as I relieved the dream in my mind. "Are you still hiding your nakedness? I've been seeing it for years.""How did you know I was dreaming?" I snapped. She looked at me and smiled, and like I had felt since the very first time I set my eyes on her in this place, I felt weak. "I cannot harm you, or can I?""Who harms the one who gave them life?""I wish I could. Sometimes. I want to do something to hurt you for bringing me back to such a miserable life when I could have been dead and safe wherever dead people go.""That is sad. You can do neither... to harm me or die."With a growl, I jumped up and rushed towards her, intending to strangle her to death. My hands closed around her neck well enough, but could not press the air f

ALPHA GREY I sometimes find it extremely amusing to remember that at some point in very recent times, there was no Suro Kingdom, nor a White Crow, or even an Alpha Grey. There were only hundreds of packs, even more rogues, and a secret witch who had raised her werewolf from death and made him into a killing machine. Our first sex was not our last, and while we went at it, I made it clear to her that she was to expect no love from me. Ours was a relationship based on mutual benefits. I wanted to be King, and she wanted to hide her witchcraft while being Luna over some place, as witches were generally hated and barred from anything once found out by other werewolves. With these agreements in place, we spent our last days in the room in the tree.The day came, too, that we left, and she did everything in preparation. Changes of clothes, food, and some more essentials. Then I started out, and together we made our way through a thick forest. From the very moment we stepped foot in, I kne

ALPHA GREY I liked Hailey. I hated her as well.She was the propeller for my dreams of ruling a kingdom, and without her they would hardly have come to fruition. She was content to be my Luna to everyone and a secret witch that no one knew. Yet I could not bring myself to love the fifty-six year old that sat in her body... that had brought me back to a miserable life and taken away all I could to die again. As we grew into a larger, more formidable pack, I came into contact with more females, and started having sex with as many of them as I could. Without a stable kingdom, it was hard to call it a harem, so I just met them and had sex with them as I liked.At the same time, it happened less between Hailey and I-as though she was fifty-six and possessing the perfect, sexually arousing body of a twenty-four year old, she had the same sex drive of an older woman, and could go for long without it, allowing me to engage in my infidelities as much as I wanted. It was one night that she ca

GEMMAI feel the eyes on my back when the search for Soldier 983 begins, again."The White Crow wants to see you." The man says.I follow him, and find his sudden questions about how well I can fight almost confusing, at least until he declares that I will stay close to him while we fight. At this point, it becomes amusing-given how close he has been close to killing me himself so many times. Now, he seems to be concerned about me getting myself killed. We go back and forth over this, with him in a never-seen-before mood, before he leaves a promise to keep me safe. An approaching general cuts our conversation short, and he asks the men to light their torches. It takes a bit of time, but soon, the fire spreads from torch to torch until it reaches mine. I feel a bit of ecstasy as the orange flame licks up the tip of my torch before I turn and light the torches of the men closest to me. Every man lights his torch except Alpha Grey, who has his eyes seemingly distracted. When at last, a