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“Show me what the king’s word is worth in this frozen hell.” They didn’t hesitate. The fastest attacked from my left, driving a long spear toward my knee to cripple me. Too slow. One brutal swing shattered the wooden shaft. Using the momentum, I spun and drove my blade straight through his throat. Hot crimson blood sprayed across the white snow, steaming in the frozen air. The others attacked together. We were no longer men. Only shadows dancing through blood beneath the storm. The second assassin tried circling behind me. I snapped my cloak across his face, blinding him for a heartbeat.

A sharp, broken gasp. Time stuttered. I twisted, heart lurching into my throat— Talia staggered. Her eyes wide. Her mouth opened like she was trying to speak— The blade was buried on her side. Deep. Too deep. For a heartbeat, no one moved. Then— She screamed. The sound ripped through the room, raw and jagged, as the assassin yanked the blade free. Blood followed in a dark rush, staining her clothes, dripping onto the stone. “No—!” I scrambled toward her, hands shaking—

“Okay, here goes. I work for a government organization of Assassins. My organization specializes in high-priority cases involving men, or women in some cases, that have done atrocious things but can escape justice because they’re wealthy and connected.” I’m shocked, speechless. At first, I think Declan’s playing some kind of trick on me, but the sober look on his face tells me otherwise. Breath hitching, I lick my lips and ask. “You're not lying, are you?” Declan shakes his head with a somber frown and tightens his fists. I can tell that he wants to touch me, but he’s unsure whether I’d be receptive. Releasing a breath, I nod my head in realization.

Argent’s man, Anarchy, opened the door and retreated to Argent’s office as soon as Violet and Lyria showed up. Anarchy is another gorgeous Assassin that recently transferred from the Canadian division. With his high cheekbones, deep merlot-colored hair, and intense eyes the color of the ocean at dawn, he’s quite a sight to see. We quickly found out that he’s not much of a talker. He’s more the tall, silent type, which was fine by me. We also discovered that he’s uncomfortable with female attention. I give both women a wan smile and take a sip of wine. The scarlet liquid sloshes gently across the rim, letting off a fruity scent.

“Sh1t, Damon, that was just a favor that I was asking because Malcolm brought him one night to the diner!” “There’s a folder in the compartment,” Damon said instead as he turned left and drove through the streets. He waited until she opened the folder and look through the files of report. “The audio that they obtained as well as the agency, are speaking in Arabic. Something, I’m pretty sure you’re familiar with. The USB is taped at the back.” She removed the USB and looked at it. “So, what do you want me to do?” She asked tightly. Damon nodded at the USB she is holding. “That’s just some extracts we got to prevent any suspicions from them,” he answered. “Montgomery is known to be an ass when

His voice reverberates across the receiver. Priest has been an Assassin with the Confradia for over ten years. We don’t really have a friendship because I’ve been the East Coast’s Director for nearly that long, but we do have a working relationship based on respect. “I’m sorry to be bothering you, Priest. I’m not sure if Savage has apprised you of what recently occurred.” Priest responds. “Micah called me earlier and told me what happened to Maleah. Is she alright?” I take a deep breath before I reply. “She’s fine, but the situation is not looking good.”

“Ah, dear niece, so this is what an average day in the life looks like… waltzing with your kill and staring right into their eyes right before you snuff the light out of it… brilliant!” It was obvious he wanted a reaction out of her, and on a very good day, he would have gotten nothing, but today wasn’t exactly going as planned for the plus-sized assassin. Barbara moved with a speed that would have stunned the girl she used to be. In one fluid motion, she was behind him. She didn't bother shedding the server's jacket; she simply reached beneath it. The cold steel of a ceramic knife was pressed firmly against the pulse point of his neck before he could say another word.

Then, gritting his teeth and swinging his arm to knock his assailant back, he shot through his ribs. But before he could recover, another person emerged from the darkness. A blade flashed towards his face. Nicholas barely dodged, the sharp edge close enough to graze his cheek. He fired a shot, but Adrian's men, his attackers, were already on the move and they were swift and threatening. Grabbing his wrist, one of them roughly twisted it. His gun fell out of his hand and clattered against the concrete that had been soaked by the rain.

“You’re breaking your rules for him, Alpha Hades. You never break your rules.” “And since when do you have the right to question me in that tone?” Hades’ voice rises, anger flashing through his eyes. “Do you have a death wish?” He quickly drops his head. “I—forgive me, Alpha.” “Weren’t you the one who said I never break my rules?” Hades storms to the assassin’s seat, and before I can blink, he slits his throat with a dagger. “I never forgive disrespectful brats.” The assassin grabs his neck, his eyes widening with horror as he slides off his seat. He should have seen that coming for daring to ask a question when Hades hadn’t given orders.