The Alpha's Assassin Mate Mga Nobela at Kwento

He moved like a god who'd grown bored with worship and now wanted to destroy. Matteo's voice dropped into something hard. "You're not touching her." "She's already heating," Lucas said. "I can smell it." I was tensed. "No, I'm not," I snapped, stepping out from behind Matteo. "And even if I was..." Lucas's eyes pinned me in place. "You are... Your body knows what your mind won't accept yet." Heat surged up my neck. "Stop talking like I'm some animal." "You're not an animal, Annalyn," he said, taking another slow step forward, his eyes never leaving mine. "You're the storm, and you were made for alphas like us."

Alistair asked, looking at Elara and then at me. My breath caught in my throat. Crap! What am I going to do? My mate is Alpha Black. The one who kills for fun. I can't be mates with him. It must be someone else. Elara looked at me questioningly and put the puzzle pieces together. Her green eyes widened, but I silently pleaded with her not to say anything. She nodded at me, and I mouthed thank you to her. I cleared my throat and said, "No, sorry. I have no idea who Alpha Black's mate is." Those words felt wrong coming out of my mouth and felt forced. Alistair nodded and gave me a small smile. I smiled back.

"Don't you worry too much about me either, darling. I'm happy where I am, and I've got your grandfather looking after me. Now tell me, what is this Alpha's name?" "Sebastian Tate," I say. Her eyes stray away to something behind me. Glancing back, I see my mate standing in the doorway, and my heart skips a beat as my nerves shoot up.

I thought I had forgotten it all, but now I knew my brain had only kept it aside to haunt me at a later time, to haunt me now. "Gemma... are you okay? You don't look so good." Rose's voice pierced through my thoughts, and I looked at her, wondering if I should tell her the truth. And I eventually did. I wanted it out of me, and felt as though saying it would get it off. "That man with Alpha Grey..." "Yes?" She questioned, genuinely worried. "I know him." "How do you-" "He was once my mate until he cheated on me and rejected me. He even tried to kill me right after it."

Even if she's the rightful mate of the dominant Alpha but in his eyes, she was just a vermin that hinders his plan to have a strong mate to stand and rule by his side. To be dumped by her mate like that, Tatiana was hurt at the same time, she's in deep rage for putting her in this kind of predicament she never wishes to taste. Yet, her choice to decline was rubbed by him. Alpha Mraz is the root of her misery and feeling angry for everything justified her madness. She has the right to get mad, to resent him, to loathe him but why does her heart still yearn for him? Like there's a speck of puzzle that only he can fix the pieces?

another man steps forward, taking a lock of my hair in his hand, earning a deep, threatening growl from Azaire. Aiden steps forward, holding Alexander’s hand tightly, and takes turns staring at all of the people around us. “We’ll be on our way now,” Aiden mutters, and moves to leave, dragging his mate after him, but he’s blocked by two very muscular women and a wolf. “She looks just like that girl you used to spend time with, Alpha,” the other man says, letting go of my hair reluctantly, as Azaire grits his teeth at him. My mind races a little bit at the mention of a girl who looks like me. And at the fact that they have an Alpha. I thought the point of being Rogue was to answer to no one, b

he taunted, tilting his head as if he found my defiance amusing. "No," I countered, my voice steady. "I know exactly who you are." "Alright," he snorted, folding his arms. "Then tell me, who am I?" "You’re not my mate," I said firmly, narrowing my eyes at him. "You’re the Dark Alpha." "The Dark Alpha?" he repeated, laughing mockingly. "Do you think about him so much that you're now seeing him in me?"

I inquired, trying to maintain a semblance of composure. “Oh, plenty, Kathleen. First and foremost, I need you to steer clear of my mate. Yes, you heard that correctly—Alpha Lancelot Vance is my mate!”

"As soon as it came, I'm sure it is a celebration reason -" " We can celebrate all we want, this won't make it -" Bianca starts and Killian suddenly explodes. "Out! You two! Out!" he barks, pointing to the door. "I've had it with you and your venom and your bitterness and your absolute hatred towards everything. OUT!" he demands and for a second, it seems that his own mother grows fearful of him. "Out now, or I will make sure you are OUT of the pack completely when I'm alpha!" he adds, with a low voice, his eyes pinned on his mother. They slowly cut to Bianca. "You too. I told you to stop following her like a damn puppy. Have some dignity -" he hisses and the two were already walking, rushin

"That was why I asked you to reject her and mark Sophie as your mate. We need a wolf like Sophie to finally get back the pure white wolf of the pack, not a weak human." Alex stood up from the chair. He knew that his mother was definitely up to something. "It seems that you don't understand what I told you the last time. I'm the Alpha, and I can never reject my fated mate, no matter what anyone says." He said with a frustrated sigh before continuing. "You can organize any ceremony you want for Sophie, but remember she's not my mate, which makes that human girl the rightful Luna." He said and walked out of the house without waiting for his mother to talk.