Doesn't give mercy to anyone Taught to kill Most well-known assassin That's Red for you. Her parents died in a rouge attack on her pack, the Crystal Shadows, leaving her to become the packs omega. Because she couldn't shift she was beaten every day and forced to be the pack slave, barely scraping together enough to eat. She hoped a mate would save her but she was rejected so ran away. She was found by a assassin group and was trained to become the best. Stealthy, silent and deadly, she could slit your throat in an instant without a second thought. But she is a special wolf and during a mission she found her second chance mate, alpha of the Blood Moon pack, strongest in the world. Everything was going fine until one day she had to go back to her old pack to train them. Only one thing was coming with a whole lot of hate: Revenge -------------------- !!Rude language and sex references!! This is my first book so the description is really bad ❤️

His body was as powerful and sexual as I remembered it, he had gotten another tattoo on his shoulder since the last time, a few more scars then I remembered on his chest. His back rippled with muscles as he pulled on a fresh white shirt, my eyes transfixed as he took his time buttoning it up. Somehow it was almost more of a turn on watching him put on his clothes than him taking them off, almost. He wiped the blood off his hands with a kitchen apron in a slow steady motion and I pressed myself back against the wall when his eyes focused on me. My eyes flittered to the back door and I battled with myself on whether or not I could make it before he caught me, I couldn't. He tossed the apron over an empty sink and stalked towards me slowly, a predator in every sense of the word and my eyes drifted to the bloody mess of a man on the kitchen floor, was that going to be me in a second? He stopped just in front of me and reached out to stroke my cheek and I closed my eyes, leaning into his touch despite knowing better. My eyes snapped open when he grabbed my chin tightly and forced me to look at him, was this it, was he going to snap my neck and dispose of my body now? "Touch another man again, and I will kill you" his voice was low and promising and I swallowed as he let go of my chin, pressing a rough kiss to my lips before grabbing my elbow and dragging me out of the kitchen. So much for that arrangement...