All Chapters of Alpha's Assassin: Chapter 141 - Chapter 150

I’m stunned into silence. The Pack isn’t just accepting Elle; they are welcoming her like she’s the long-lost Luna they have been waiting lifetimes for. When Nicole was made my mate and Luna, she was given a few gifts, several Pack members came to welcome her and my mother planned a special meal but that was it. Elle is being welcomed by everyone. Every person we’ve passed on the way to the clearing has handed her a gift which Ghost is now carrying; his arms are filled with clothing, weapons, fruit and even several bottles of home-brewed whisky. Each time Elle has accepted their vow of protection and loyalty with humility and confidence, I don’t think she fully understands how much this means for our future. I thought we would have to fight for her to be accepted but it looks like the Pack is fully on board. I was ready to explain everything she’s done for the Pack and why the Luna trails were not needed because she’s already passed each one in her own way but I doubt I will need to s

“You killed the Master.” Elle mutters for what feels like the twentieth time, we’re standing in the clearing where I first took her; the small flowers littering the ground is just more proof that she’s unlocked her wolf. I can’t wait for the pregnancy to be over so I can see her wolf for the first time; greeting her wolf is high on my priority list, which might be a little wrong but it won’t change. Shifting for the first time is going to cause my mate some serious pain but I know Elle can handle it; she’s been through worse and always comes out the other side. “How many times do I need to say it?” I groan as I lay back in the flowers and look up at the tree canopy. I’ve just spent the last thirty minutes telling her everything that happened when I was with the humans; I left nothing out. I told her all about Harmon and how she reminded me of her. I told her about every cut, punch and slash I received and then I told her in as much detail as I could remember about how I escaped and h

“Gideon!” I screech his name as I’m flipped onto my hands and knees; Gideon’s hard cock instantly presses against my ass and his hands are so tight on my hips that there is no way I’m escaping him. I flip my hair to one side so I can pull in a deep breath; the fast move has pulled all of the air from my body but it's done nothing to ease the arousal he’s started to pull from me. There is something about arguing with Gideon that just sets me on fire; I somehow start off angrier than I ever have before and end up flat on my back writhing with a need I never knew I had. Someone once told me I was a borderline sex addict but now I know the truth; I’m addicted to Gideon and what he does to me. “Not now.” Gideon growls, his hand leaves my hip and a second later crashes down on my asscheek, I let out a whimper of pain which is mixed with pleasure thanks to the way he’s stroking my abused skin. I push back into his hand as much as his other hand on my hip will allow. “Gideon.” I whimper his

“You taste so good; remind me of that more often.” I purr down at Elle as I kiss along her pubic mound; I can feel her shaking under me as the echoes of her orgasm continue to rock her core. “I need you inside of me.” Elle slurs; she sounds like she’s gone multiple rounds with the best drunk in the Pack and walked away the victor. I love that I can get this reaction from her; one second she’s screaming at me and the next she’s screaming my name. Fucking my newly marked mate out in the open probably isn’t the best thing to do but I actually find myself wanting people to see us. I don’t wear my mates mark so claiming her like this in the open is the only thing I can do that tells the other wolves to back off. I’d never willingly share her with anyone but I won’t be pissed if someone stumbles across us when she looks all flushed and freshly fucked. “Tell me you're mine.” I growl as I slide my hands down the inside of her thighs so she’s completely open to me. I shuffle forward on my kn

“You said he wouldn’t get seriously hurt.” I snap at the room as I stroke across Gideon’s head; the enforcers helped move him into the lounge and then scattered when I glared at each one of them. I didn’t want this stupid ritual to happen at all but I was told it was what the Pack demanded; I had no choice but to stand there and see my mate take punch after punch until Phelan, of all people, knocked him on his ass. "Let's be fair, no one expected Phelan to pack quite a hit.” Brandon laughs from the doorway; Flora is fussing over her son while Desmond is sitting in the armchair leafing through the notebook I smuggled out of the bunker. He only opened it when Gideon gave him permission to read it this morning. “I know, he’s tiny; who knew he had that in him?" Flora mutters while I adjust Gideon’s pant leg so he doesn’t look so dishevelled. Mentally I know he’s just knocked out and will come round soon but I can’t help but think the worst when I look at Gideon’s bruised, slack face. Hi