Cracked Glass // slow updates

Chapter One

A/n this is just fan fiction for Sarah j Maas throne of glass and Acotar series I don't own any content except a few characters and all plot lines are my own.
I warn you now this is seriously cringe read at your own risk😂

I'm the Worlds greatest assassin and you should be afraid. But it doesn't matter what you call me names only have meaning as long as you let them.
My life has never been mine even in the beginning it was always a path chosen for me every since my gods damned father left my mother to die in Ornyth a century ago I was ten at the time a mere child but the gods didn't care.
She was an outcast princess with a bastard born daughter all because of him, he'd never truly loved her she was just another conquest ,I wonder if he even knows I exist ,but then again he lost the ability to care about anyone ,other than himself Five centuries ago in the back streets of Doranelle.
suppose it's funny a bastard born fae warrior has a bastard born daughter. Anyway I've never needed him. Aftermy mother died my family never wanted me.The Galanthynius family was always very proud of themselves to proud to except me apparently and I would of died if Gavriel and Rowan didn't find me and take me back to Mistward fortress in Wendlyn.

I suppose they are equally to blame for this mission in a way I suppose, well for the training at least it was Mor  who sent me here seeing as she's in charge as Rhys is trapped under the mountain with that Gods damned Amarantha,the mission was to find the target get in to his circle and destroy him all from the inside.Which of course is no trouble at all seeing as all males think the same way the all see me the 5ft6 slim built ,Red headed , pretty girl and not realise how my tight dress really distracts them from my muscled form not that it's that noticeable thanks to Rowan not wanting that to affect the way people see and it doesn't half help that people don't realise I'm the strongest fae female to live definitely stronger than Maeve's soldiers I even rival Rhysand for power with my raw magic I suppose the only gift from my father other than my black eyes with cores of silver another hidden beauty. My target , Lord Feble de Brazo ,an arrogant man only interested in money , power and females just like every other target I've had.

All the man are the same here they see me and thing a pretty young female to make there wife as if I'd ever marry , the only thing that would get me to marry would be to meet my mate , but like that's ever going to happen the only thing the gods will do with my soul it's to condemn me to eternal damnation for the crimes I've committed. This one I'm not going to mind doing . The plan is easily set with Lord Feble de
Brazo requesting a private dinner with me tonight but we all know what he's going to try he's the same as every target it's sickening how many I've had to do to get my information but that's how I was trained ,since I was Twenty that's was around 70 years ago now anyway as lord Feble de Brazo entered and sat he edged closer to me ,ugh, he's a short man with a terrible goatee slight fuzzy lip hair that tickles my ear as he leans forward to speak gently it's always the same from every man I encounter except this one doesn't know I'm fae if he did I would be out the fae hating beast has dedicated his life to hunting us down he hates magic because he doesn't have it , a typical mortal baby wants what he can't have that's how I've managed to escape his grasp so far but my luck might just be running out as he slips his arm around my shoulders his scent is a strong one of moth balls , wet mud and something I can't quite place but his scent matches his personality I've decided to make it simple him like most targets are as exciting as wet blankets.

Thankfully that mission is over. Mor was informed and pleased I've already arranged the body ready to be found by unsuspecting housekeepers or made or whoever is next due to visit his dank little study. Unfortunately I didn't survive the encounter unscathed the little brat had hidden a small dagger in his waist coat pocket I've now got lovely scraping down my face and cuts on my arm. I knew that as soon as I arrived in Doranelle I'd be fussed over thankfully Maeve was away with some of her pathetic armies but strangely she'd left five of her blood sworn warriors all apart from Vaughan who was with the armies as I arrived into the palace oddly enough Rowan isn't here to greet me as usual. He normally finds me after missions we talk about what's happened he cleans my wounds, well it's normally him or Gavriel, together they both successfully managed to raise an immortal ,female sociopath of which I remind them regularly.

Stepping into Doranelles' palace is same as every time I come. Unimpressive and ordinary except for today when just as I turned it wasn't Rowan or Gavriel that stepped through the deep purple curtains but Fenrys , the white wolf of Doranelle ,
"Where's Rowan and Gavriel " I state plainly I never like to spend to long in the palace in case my father arrives.
" Rowan training Queen Aelin Ashryver Galanthynius at MistWard on the border and Gavriel is delivering orders to the new soldiers at Maeves request we stay busy whilst she's away" he said " and before you walked in I was about to bathe as I finally have time off to relax"  Oh gods I failed to notice the towel wrapped around his waist he stepped towards me cutting the distance in the hall way , he paused halfway noticing my cuts and torn clothing from that pathetic lord.
"Gavriel said you may be slightly injured but I didn't expect this" his eyes widened slightly
"Occupational hazard I guess you would of thought they'd react a bit better when I infiltrate their home and kill them ? But who can predict a mortal man" I swayed slightly feeling faint remember I haven't yet eaten.
"Come to my room I'll get you cleaned up for once you might even look like your birthright" he smirked typical fae arrogance I step forward and as I do I fall he sweeps forward and lifts me up, carries me into his room and lays me on his bed. His room is cleaner than expected compared Connall's room which is a complete mess
"I'm going to bathe now, you can get changed then wait here for me to come out then we're going to meet Gavriel near the border"
"Yay, how exciting." I say as unenthusiastic as possible. "Is my ..."
"No he's not in the palace today, he's sulking again" Fenrys shouts from his bathing room. I knew exactly what he was trying to do the prick was trying to see how far he could push me before I'd snap oh well we both could play that came.

An hour later he came out of the bathing room to find me Sat on his bed with nothing more than my torn pants and an elastic strap around my breast.
"Shit Riviera" he stuttered "Sorry I interrupted uh I'll just uh grab my clothes and get dressed in there"
" Wait Fenrys can I borrow a shirt as you can see mine is slightly torn" as I poked my whole hand through a hole just under my collar at the front " I don't think Gavriel would approve if you let me walk through Doranelle dressed like that"
"Yeah just get one out the wardrobe"
I grabbed a black shirt with a silver decoration inscribed down the shoulders similar to my eyes, damn I look great it hung just off my shoulder and I kept on my slightly torn pants and we set off.
"Are we running or walking?"
"How about running?"
" Fine I'll race you" I go to start off in my fae form when he stops me
"No in your other form." Prick, Prick,Prick he knows I hate my other form no one understands how I even got it my father is a Demi-fae male and mother was a magic wielder neither of them could shift yet somehow I can as if I was made by the gods to do something different.
"Fine" I spit reluctantly as I shift into the glorious red wolf that's my other form. Fenrys is simply a white wolf .We run like hell through the streets through just into the mountain tops the journey gets faster and faster each time we practice just as we arrive we shift back slightly panting ,a mountain lion appears stalking towards us with a deadly promise in its eyes.
"Really Gavriel enough with the dramatics." Fenrys smirks
"I told you to clean her wounds and get her clothes not drag her up a mountain in ripped trousers, even though we all know that's what you like anyway Fenrys" Gavriel growls.
"Hey at least he lent me a shirt I could of just come up without. Anyway what did you need to see us about" I state to cut the ice within his gaze.
"We are going to MistWard now we just need to wait for Conall and Lorcan to turn up Vaughan is meeting us on the way, Rowans there with Aelin already" I must of had a blank look on my face as afterwards he added " You don't have to go if you don't want to Riviera."
"I need to help.Its what I was trained for" I say turning away from them.
"We're ready to go" someone says from behind me I turn as Connall and Lorcan step forward we all just shift instantly.

Three wolves, a mountain lion and a Demi fae male all racing down a hill side must look a sight especially as a giant osprey joins us from the sky we power on. It took us a day in total to reach MistWard by the time we did a battle was well under way and stood out side the barrier was Aelin Ashrvyer Galthynius with her licking flames keeping back the valg princes I'd only ever heard of them in passed conversations and in one sick target I had.