The Assassin's Alpha Kings Novels & Stories

It was clear that my stepbrother had a plan in mind, but I wasn’t following it. “You’ll need to disguise yourself,” he explained, and he stepped away for a moment and returned with a medium-sized box. He removed the lid and revealed the contents: a few wigs, fake beards, and a few other costume things.“The assassins have all been hidden in the darkness. No matter how cautious the soldiers are, they can’t predict the actions of killers. The Alpha King is a target for them. That being said… most of them have likely never seen you in person, so it won’t be easy for them to recognize you with a disguise on.” “It will look suspicious if the king is suddenly missing,” I countered, and I crossed my

Darius asked. Alpha Aldren smiled faintly. “Hadn her over. We’ll execute her ourselves.” Kael’s eyes hardened. “She’s Black Fang’s prisoner. She’s Black Fang’s problem.” “Exactly.” Aldren spread his hands. “So let us solve it.” Before Kael could respond, Darius spoke. “No.” One word, calm and final. Aldren’s smile disappeared. “You refused rather quickly.” “I didn’t need time.” “You would choose one assassin, over peace between our packs?”

I made a list of the eight, each assigning them to one person. Caden Winnow, Alpha of the Winnow pack Bane Fangworth, Marcel’s father and former Alpha of Fangworth pack Fenrir of the Night, Alpha of Night pack Ragnar Blackclaw, Alpha of Claw pack Lykos Bloodrose. Alpha of the Bloodrose pack Grim, Alpha of the Midnight pack Zayne Wilde, Alpha of the Wilde pack Alaric Wolfsage, Alpha of the Wolf Sage pack I handed each name to the eight assassins. “The last person is Hayden Storm, the Alpha of the storm pack but I will handle that personally,” I told them.

I thought the pain from rejection would have been a lot worse, but it wasn't as bad as everyone said it would be. The Caputo kingdom. The kingdom in which I will be living, The Alpha King, has set rules that have to be followed the punishment if those rules are disobeyed? Death. No, exceptions. The rumors spread about how The Alpha King hates women. So he forces all the unmated she-wolves into slavery; if you don't find your mate by seventeen, the Alpha king decides your fate. Rumors also spread about how ruthless, cruel, and unable to love. I hope he has mercy on me.

"Who?" I was not blind of what we were doing. We were assassins, people pay us to kill anyone they wanted. And hearing it from the Mistress herself that this was a "big" mission, means it was not something a newly trained assassin could do. The one who was needed to be killed must be a wealthy person or who has the ability to protect himself. "An alpha of a pack." Now this is interesting. An alpha, huh?

The assassin was after Dominic. Dominic was about to be crowned the Alpha King, but he had made more than a few enemies over the last few years. We absorbed the weaker packs around ours until we were the fastest-growing, strongest and most successful pack in the realm. When I saw the assassin, my every instinct screamed to protect my mate. I pushed Dominic out of the way, and took the brunt of the attack that was meant for him.

Suddenly, there was a change in my chamber. The light dimmed until I could barely see the walls. Out of that darkness, some figures appeared. They were five in number. Three women and two men, their faces were covered and their bodies cloaked in the aura of assassins. They dropped to one knee and spoke as one. "Your Majesty. Alpha Nicholas." The word somehow made my heart tighten. They called me Alpha. Apart from the fact that I was a self-acclaimed Alpha, the title had brought me nothing except torment.

This method of total annihilation is going to taste intensely sweet. While the territory burns with rumors, Lucan has prepared a highly primitive surprise inside the master chambers of the Ashcroft Silverclaw Citadel. "Did the bards satisfy your hunger tonight, my queen?" The Alpha King emerges from the bathing cave, a thick black robe loosely tied around his massive, muscular waist, leaving his broad, battle-scarred chest completely bare. Droplets of hot water are still clinging to the dark hair of his chest and dripping from his wet locks. He steps up behind my plus-size frame, his massive, heated arms wrapping tightly around my full waist, pulling my heavy back flush against his hard, thr

One Mathew was willing to dispose of after she did his biding. "Then who is the threat?", her head tilted unconsciously, scrutinising his every move. "Alpha Damien Anderson, of the Blue blood pack" he growled. Andrea noticed how his fists clenched, his eyes glazed over – his wolfs anger giving away his hatred. "They will kill me the moment I succeed", the alpha before her smirked knowingly at her words. Alpha Damien of the Blue Moon pack was the most ruthless Alpha in centuries and Mathew was certain his people would hunt her down if she succeeded. If she failed then he would certainly kill her himself.

the Alpha snarls. I would complain if I didn't just discover that the assistant has been lying to me too. That he made no efforts to save Mason but wanted me to believe that the Alpha Kings killed him while aware of the truth. I will not risk loving another selfish liar, especially one who has been working with Irina's evil servant. The beta collapses to the ground after the Alpha lets go of his neck. "Forgive me . . . your Majesty. My only . . . intention was to save your -"