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The Luna's An Assasin

The Luna's An Assasin

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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Wed, May 9, 2018
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Paranormal
I was raised by the Syndicate of Assassins, ran by a board of elders who were all too knowing when they sent me to terminate the most deadly werewolf alive-- Ace Jerrick. I'd heard stories of the invincible man with the cold pack whom destroyed towns on simple fits of rage. Many others had been sent from the Syndicate only to return in body bags. This is the mission I was raised for, the kill I was groomed for. The elders and myself could have never expected what would happened the moment that motherfucker looked into my eyes. He ruined every goddamned thing when I realized, he was my mate. I'm faced with running from the man the Moon Goddess designed for me and my life and allegiance with the only thing I've ever known-- The Syndicate. No one leaves without pardon, and no one gains pardon without death. ☾ Warning: This story contains explicit text, violence, and sexual scenes. Mature content warning, read at your own risk. Some chapters may include triggers. This story is not posted on any other sites and by no other authors. There is no translation parallels or ideas.
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He went from omega to Alpha just in two days His family relatives are dead because he killed them bare handed? What if you did worse... I didn't understand what I was... Why I did what I had done... How I killed my entire Pack just at the age of thirteen.... Bitter, the feeling seemed to intensify every day I live... running through the forest as my breathing increased heavily, crunching of wood from behind me pushed me harder. Numbness suffused my body as I turned my head. "People like you are the reason I enjoyed killing," he yelled, then laughing half heartily. I could of killed him already,but there was no fun in that. I gripped my hand on my silver knife rolling my body to the right, pressing against a tree. Soon I heard breathing passing by, but as soon as it appeared it had disappeared. Thrusting my knife into the Hunter's chest he coughed up blood and stared at me, gurgling his blood trying to find air. His eyes widened as life left his body. I crouched down near his face and placed a red rose on his chest Never forget * * * What is it," I stated blankly. "Cheese pizza I didn't know what you wanted so I ordered plain for you," he stated. I stared at the box not attempting to eat it. "Keep it I don't want whatever that is," I stated. He sighed and picked it up from the ground. "I just want a healthy luna, our pack needs you whether you realize that or not," he tried to explain. "I never asked for this if you haven't realized," I snapped instantly.

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