All Chapters of Alpha's Assassin: Chapter 171 - Chapter 180

I’m exhausted, but I can’t stop. Stopping means my pup will get further away from me, and the Academy will have more time to hide him. Stopping isn’t an option, and my body just needs to understand that. I can feel my muscles feel like two pieces of sandpaper being rubbed together in an attempt to make a fire, my stomach is growling, and there’s a strange pulling sensation that happens everytime my wolf leaps or runs just a little too fast. I’m slowing down, and no amount of pushing is making me speed up. I was running just ahead of Gideon and the man claiming to be my father; their wolves keep looking back as if checking on me, Gideon is sweet to keep me in his eyesight, but the white wolf is just pissing me off. I know it's because my nerves are frayed and I’m on edge, but each time his yellow eyes land on me, I feel like clawing his damn face off. The man has been AWOL for my entire life, and suddenly he’s so concerned with my safety that he’s checking on me every few minutes. ‘Gi

The Academy is different now that my senses are heightened. The empty halls that seemed so big when I was younger now feel suffocating, and I can smell the blood that has been spilt here, everything has been cleaned, but I swear I can smell layer upon layer of blood. Gideon’s wolf is doing his best to stay beside me, but the hall is so thin that he’s forced behind more often than not. The hall is lined with open doorways; the doors were removed long before I was born. Privacy was a luxury in this place. Each room is lined with six beds, each one used to hold a girl in a different stage of training. I know there are forty-two beds without counting, and I know the last room on the left holds my old bunk. ‘That was my room.’ I tell Gideon, I pause outside of the room, and despite my better judgement, I slowly walk in. My gun is held up, ready for anyone who might attack, but my newly found shifter senses tell me we’re completely alone; I can’t hear anything or anyone. It's like the plac

Three floors down and this building just keeps going. I never knew the Academy had rooms down here, let alone an entire infrastructure. Gideon not seeing the homes of the humans while he was held captive makes sense now; they aren’t living in the world, they’re living under it. Considering fires are still burning, beds are still warm to the touch and the food on the tables looks kind of fresh, I’m going to guess this place was cleared out only minutes before we attacked. ‘Why live in a concrete coffin when you can be under the stars?’ Gideon growls, I have no answer for him because I don’t understand it myself. I never knew there was an entire civilisation, just floors under my feet, and honestly it's making me question just how aware I actually am. ‘They have kids down here.’ I whisper to Gideon as I jerk my gun towards a wall covered in little chalk flowers; it's like someone has tried to create a small garden for the children to play in. I wonder if they ever get to go outside or

“He’s the key to me finally being done with little girls and all of their feelings; why the hell would I just hand him over?” Francis isn’t looking at me; he’s looking down at my son like he wants to eat him, there’s a look in his eyes that I’ve never witnessed before. It could easily be mistaken for love, but I see it for what it really is: greed. Francis sees my son as a way out of the cycle that his life has become, and I’d rather cut off my own arm than see him be used like that. ‘Just shoot him,' Gideon snarls; he’s pretty much sat on Seraphina, but he’s not hurt her. I don’t know if that's because she’s still just a child or because he’s leaving her for me to hurt. ‘If I shoot him, he drops our son, and all of this is for nothing.’ I snap at Gideon; he’s in a hurry for some reason, but all I can focus on is my son and his little hands clenching and unclenching as his cries echo off the walls of the room. They seem to bounce back and smack me right in a spot I never knew existe

The second Rusty steps into the room; the atmosphere changes from tense to murderous. I can do nothing but watch as he takes complete control. I’m used to being the Alpha in the room, so I’m feeling a little off balance with another Alpha taking charge. I start to pull back my wolf when I see my mate step back to allow her father to take over the torment of Francis, she wanted me to just sit here and wait but is willing to bow out for a male she barely knows. It's time to teach my mate that I’m not someone who needs protecting just because I’ve let her take charge. Seraphina whimpers under me as I finish pulling my wolf back; she’s watching me with wide eyes as I grab some of the wire my mate deemed too weak for Francis and wrap it around Seraphina’s wrists. “You can try and run, but with three shifters in here and four out there, you won’t get far.” I growl down at her; Seraphina gives me a small nod and smartly keeps her mouth shut. When I push to my full height, I see Elle watchin