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Third POV " Oh , it's because privacy is very important for assassins. They can't disclose their identities to anyone. But believe me, my captains are talented in every field," Brendon replied sarcastically. " Proceed with your introduction quickly," Brendon says and the next one gets up. " I'm an assassin too, I'm called a blood hunter." Another female captain, she was brunette with a slim figure, the trained body of assassins for escaping and running away. " I'm a Sniper, my codename is Blossom."

“What now?” “The two men from Moonveil Pack are dead. Killed just by a female assassin.” I turned to face him fully, my expression hardening. “When?” “Just before dawn. I tracked the assassin for as long as I could.” “And?” “She was skilled, more than your average mercenary. Leather-clad, hooded. Red hair– her face was hidden,” he said, his gaze upfront. My jaw clenched. A female assassin. Another. “And you lost her?” I couldn’t help the edge in my voice. “This… unknown woman managed to slip through your oh-so-capable fingers?"

The invitation-only Gala Function will take place at the home of the widow, Kayla Zelenyy. I felt a sudden surge of excitement. Katrin Cajthamlova undoubtedly will be there. Or would she be Casca Ashakova, Victoria Usheava, Monika Cvurka, maybe even Anjelica Ebbi? What would it be? Ex-Girlfriend, Mistress, Dog-walker, the Italian/Russian Translator, or the Translator for Public Health England. What if I had got this all wrong? And they weren't all the same person, but four individual assassins, who carry their missions precisely the same way. In addition, the FSB had training camps that would insist that all-female assassins followed specific protocols.

"You are done with everything, right? You can go." I moved until we were nose to nose. "You know, I could snap your neck off right now and smash that phone," I whispered. She trembled, just barely—but enough. "If you really listened to that call, you’d know I’m not some simple human. I’m an undercover assassin." "What?" she gasped, her face draining of color. I smirked and pulled back. "Yes. And I can kill you, dispose of your body, and tell Cassius you left in a hurry because something came up. He won’t even question it."

The room ices over quickly. “We have some very talented individuals here today, and they deserve an introduction. Brent, who’s already spoken, is an outstanding critic and will be observing you all closely. Next, I’d like you to meet Jordan Wright. She’s from California, and she’s one of the best female assassins in the country, with triple-ten stats." She is overly impressed by them but also sees their flaws.

"Mission report." With cold glacier eyes, the woman placed a folder towards the man sitting at the front of her. "Oh its done, well that was early." "I know." She simply responded before turning her back towards him and walked towards the door but before she could even get the chance to turn the handle she felt something cold piercing her stomach making it numb, looking down only to find a sword pierced from her back to her front and that's not all the weapon that pierced her was none other than her most beloved weapon which accompanied her from her thousands of massacres.

Asha was a Beta and normally trained on the other side of the training field with the rest of the pack, unlike Layla who trained alone with Adrian because she was trained for a specific purpose. Ever since she could remember, Blake had made sure that she was trained by his best warriors, trained to be an assassin. From the time he had rescued her as a child, Blake told her how her entire family had been murdered by the Alpha of the Black Water Pack, Seth Black Water. Both her parents, along with the rest of her pack, had been slaughtered and wiped out by Alpha Seth and the Black Water Pack and Layla had sworn to take revenge for her parent’s deaths. She had trained for the last ten years for

I only found out that an assassination had taken place inside the hotel when the whole building went on alarm. I think the assassin pretended to be a cleaning lady when she killed James Mondragon because I saw a naked and unconscious woman under the bed and it seems like she was the cleaning lady who was supposed to clean the room where James Mondragon was killed. And according to the woman, she was called by a man but when she turned around to see her, the person who called her suddenly knocked her out so she lost consciousness. The assassin probably injected sleeping pills into the woman and then took off her clothes and pretended to be a maid when she entered James' room. Because the clea

It was a woman’s voice, speaking in heavily accented English. Goldman and Emerald Devil’s hearts shuddered as they turned toward the source of the voice. There, a woman in a skin-tight leather jacket with long, fiery red hair and sanguine piercers in her hand stepped forward. “Bloody Rose.” Goldman remained calm, but Emerald Devil failed to keep his composure. It was because the person who had just arrived was also an assassin. Emerald Devil was ranked 14th on the world’s assassin ranking, while Bloody Rose ranked ninth.

An arrow came flying out of nowhere, nearly missing me, and I jumped on the hunter that shot it but the moment my fangs sunk into the hunter's shoulder, a jolt of electricity coursed through my entire body, going straight to my core. "Mate!" Zarek voiced out, immediately retracting his fangs and taking a step back while I stared at my so-called mate, who was covered from head to toe, with only her eyes peaking out. I couldn't smell her scent, but judging by the shape and color of her eyes and the rage and anger swimming in them, I could tell it was a woman, who was none other than Adelaide Foster, my failed mission, the girl I had planned on killing tonight.