Get in, get out. It's simple. This job isn't ideal but it's keeping me in the Alpha's good graces. Plus it gets me out of house. Girls my age are normally worried about boys and the latest fashion trend.
Not me, I'm here on the roof top of a building exactly fifteen feet away from an extravagant hotel. On the twelfth floor and the seventh window to the right going across is a room occupied by a middle aged man trying to get his c**k wet. Sigh. Poor man doesn't even know what's coming. 'You know you shouldn't be doing this, this isn't right.' my wolf Zephina surfaces but I block her out. We go through this every time we do a job. She knows we have to do this, our life depends on it. I got my wolf when I turned 16 which is odd because most don't get their wolf until they're 18 unless you're an Alpha. Ferro witnessed my first shift and said it wasnt safe for me if Alpha Roman found out I had gotten my wolf. He said it could be dangerous for me which is another reason he taught me to fight. Once I turn eighteen though I'm ditching this hellhole and getting as far away as I can. Until then my fate is sealed as hitman. The man comes into view as he exits the bathroom and goes to stand at the end of the bed where his playmate for the night awaits him. Here's my chance, a nice clean shot. With one tug of the trigger and my untraceable bullet entered through the right side of his skull and out the left leaving his limp body falling on the hysterical and scared sh*tless young lady wearing nothing but red lingerie. She was screaming to the top of her lungs with fear and confusion closing in on her. The thought of the 'marks' wife came to mind. I shook my head and muttered to myself, "What a terrible way to find your dead husband." I make my way inside the building and go out the back disposing of the gun and walking to my car that is parked four blocks over. I pull out my phone and text Ferro 'done'. I slide the phone back into my pocket while I get into my car and drive off. "We can't keep living like this Shadow. We have to do something, we have to get out.. the Moon Goddess is not pleased with us because of our actions-" I cut her off as I snapped at her " F**k the Moon Goddess! she's had a front row seat to watch all the bu*****t I've been through and not once has she helped me!?" I'm pissed that she can't see Im not doing this because I like it or because I want to. She knows I have to do this she knows right now I belong to that devil that rules the city. I hear her whimper in my head and I immediately regret my harsh words. She was right we needed to go. "Look Zeph, I promise you once my birthday comes we are out of here. Nomore killing nomore Roman just peace and freedom. Can you bare with me until then? Please." She scoffs at me, "Fine." I feel her go to the back of mind and I'm relieved that she doesn't continue to argue. What did I do to get stuck with such a stubborn wolf? "Hey, still here just in case you forgot sis!" I giggle at my wolf's attempt to be defensive. Lost in thought I arrived at the pack house gates before I realized it. After the guards let me through I drove around back and parked the car. The pack house has Roman's men going in and out at all times. As I got out the car I caught a glimpse of my favorite person heading my way. Ferro walks up to me and gives me a peck on my forehead and then wraps his arm around my neck as we make our way back towards the packhouse."Your birthday is coming up anything you want to do principessa? He's been calling me that since I met him, he told me it means princess in Italian. Ferro is tall and slim but is also bulky with short dark brown hair, deep brown eyes and a smile that could break a million hearts. Ferro is a very attractive man and I could listen to him talk all day with that thick Italian accent of his. I suddenly remembered he asked about my birthday plans and I shook my head no for an answer. I don't have friends and kids my age think I'm a freak so I stay to myself. Sadness washed Ferros face but he then lit up like he remembered something. "I got you something, I think you'll like it. It's on your bed, go check it out and let know what you think. I'll be in the Alpha's office for a meeting, which shouldn't take long,, and then I'll meet you in the armor room to train." I smiled and rushed off to the baasement in haste and anticipation. Yes, my room is the basement. Alpha Roman didn't like running into me for whatever he reasons are but I didn't mind it. I liked being secluded and avoiding run-ins with Alpha Roman was a plus. Ferro is the only one that acknowledges my birthday. He has bought me a gift for every birthday and Christmas since Roman captured me. Meeting Ferro is the only good thing I got out of being here, and I'm really going to miss him when I leave. When I opened the creaky and half rotted door to my room, I go to the old worn out cot i used for a bed and on it was a beautifully crafted pendant of a wolf's head that is made of silver with violet shade eyes.The chain that's attached to was engraved with eccentric designs up and down the chain. It was breathtaking and I loved it. I put it around my neck and looked at myself in the cracked mirror. I can't hold back the smile that comes to my face. Im so grateful for Ferro, my only friend. My moment of happiness was short lived when I was mindlinked by Roman "Shadow my office now." He sure knows how to f**k up my mood. FERRO'S POV I watched Shadow enter the house with a smile on my face. I really do hope she likes her birthday gift. It was special to me, my mother had given me the pendant to give to my fated but that never happened. I started walking towards the other end of the pack house to reach the Alpha's office. Roman has been acting really weird towards Shadow. I don't know what he has up his sleeve but me and my wolf Zaine don't like it one bit. We've grown overly protective of Shawdow in these past years. I enter through the pack house doors and make my way upstairs taking two steps at a time. As I reach the top of the staircase I walk up to the office door quietly and knock twice. "Enter" is all I hear and I opened the door. "Good morning Alpha, may I?" my hands pointing to one of the chairs in front of his large wooden oak desk. "Go ahead, the job for Shadow, is it done? We're running low on time and my patience is getting thin with these nosey a** politicans." His face is hardened are his jaw is clenched. "She got the job done just as you asked, clean and no witnesses. Shes good at what she does honestly and has a lot of potiental. The cope have no leads and no suspects so the case will be closed soon sir." "hmm," He sits there silent with his index finger tapping his bottom, his eyes never leaving mine and his gaze is extremely intense. Im curious as to whats going on in his head, I muster up the courage to ask, "Whats on your mind? You look like you got wheels turning in head whats up?" He said nothing just looked at me. My gut started stirring and my palms began to sweat. No one makes Ferro nervous, but I know Roman is a cold blooded killer, worse than me. I kill to protect, Roman and his cousin Khan kill for enjoyment. They were some sick and twisted bastards. "You've grown quite fond of our little assassin huh? I mean I cant blame you, she blossomed into a real woman eh?" his voice got husky and was laced with lust. "umm my apologizes Alpha but I dont look at Shadow in that way." My wolf Zaine started to stir, he didnt like where this was going and neither did I. "Hmm I see it and I want her. She turns 18 in a few days, the day of her birthday shell be brought to me and im going to mate her." His words had me seeing red. Zaine started fighting me for control and it took everything in me to not let him loose but I needed to warn my principessa. Im her protector and I know Roman, he doesnt care about the mate bond. He killed his fated mate and I be damned if I let him harm Shadow anymore than he has already. Alpha or not. "Why not just keep her as an assassin, shes of better use to us that way." I try to reason with him one last time but i could see in his eyes his mind was already made up.Roman's POV"I want her Ferro, the closer she gets to turning eighteen the stronger the desire is to take her and have my way with her." I've been watching my little flower closely as she grows into a woman. She's changing, her demeanor, her attitude, her confidence. Her body. I want to break her. She isn't that small and timid little girl anymore. When my men and I found her that night, she had the drive to fight, which made her very stubborn and rebellious. I hate disobedience, one f**k up with me, and I kill you. She has tried me too many times over the years. It was Ferro that always came to her rescue. He had gotten too attached and started treating her like his pup. I scoff. How pathetic.I remember the first time I made her kill someone. A smirk forms on my lips as I recall the details of the encounter.It was a life or death situation, a kill or be killed. I felt my d**k twitch threatening to bust through my zipper. The sight of her being covered in blood with scratches and
Shadow's POVI didn't realize my hands were bleeding so badly. Blood oozed out from my knuckles. They were completely swollen and bruised, but I didn't feel a thing. Im completely numb. I've been punching the punching bag Ferro put in my room for hours now. How could this happen? Why does the Moon Goddess hate me so much? My life is a waste, and the hope I had of escaping this horrible place and leaving it behind faded as reality rained down on me. I scoff to myself. How could he possibly think I'd ever let him touch me after everything he's done to me? F***ing delusional. 'We need to save our strength if you are going to run away tonight. It's not going to be easy trying to escape an Alpha.'Zeph is right. I sent one more punch to the beat-up punching bag and then sat on my poor excuse of a bed with my head in my hands.I'd die trying to escape rather than let him have his way with me. I'd be even more of a slave to him than I am now, and that's not going to happen. KNOCK KNOCK
A gasp escaped my lips when my eyes fell on him. The strong, fearless Ferro I once knew now looked so weak and vulnerable. He face that was once smooth and flawlessly handsome is now bleeding from open wounds and cuts scattered across his face. He face was swollen with a busted lip and black eye. Tears started to form in my eyes while I waited on him to meet my gaze. He struggled to sit up, and as he did, he mindlinked me.'Principessa, il mio cuore(princess,my heart), I'm sorry I failed to keep you safe. But Im not gonna fail to help you be free of this. I'm going to distract them-''H*ll no Ferro, this was not the plan. Not like this, please.''There's no other way, principessa. Always remember that you are special and to trust no one.'Now when I say run, you run as far north as you possibly can. You're faster than them, and you can hide in the shadows. 'Go to the Snow Moon Pack. Tell them I sent you.'Before I could respond back to Ferros' mindlink, it ended. He lifted his head
Savon's POVThere she was, my fated mate. I've been waiting for years to find my fated mate. I gave up looking once I turned 24. Her wolf is beautiful. Looking at her standing on top of the lycan she defeated and being covered in blood made her look even more beautiful. I slowly approached my mate, and our eyes met. "Shift!" I commanded. I wanted to see my mate in human form and ask her what was going on. She shifted back, and I was even more amazed at the sight lying beneath me. She was stunning. She was the most beautiful creature I've ever seen. Her smooth, slightly dark complexion shined in the Moonlight.Her hair was dark brown, and it fell past her shoulders, covering her nice sized perky breasts. She slowly stood up, revealing all the tattoos that covered her left shoulder and arm along with her hips and legs. She was an amazing walking piece of art. After moments of admiring her, I noticed I wasn't the only one looking, and immediately, I felt a pang of jealousy course t
Shadow's POV"Thank you."Those are the only words that come out of my mouth as I fight the urge to cry and break down, but fail miserably. I throw my hand over my mouth to keep the sobs from escaping. I don't realize I'm trembling and shaking until I feel a strong pair of arms wraps around me, and my head rests on an iron clad chest.The scent of sandalwood and oranges engulfs my sense and calms my raging emotions that are battling within me. I stiffen a little because I'm not used to affection, and I'm not fond of physical contact, especially with a stranger. My body betrays me by relaxing into the warmth and embracing the tingling sensations on my skin. "Don't cry, little wolf. You're safe now, I'll protect you." His voice is husky and alluring. I hear the sincerity in his voice, and it warms my heart. The only man to ever genuinely care for was Ferro, but he's gone now, and my heart breaks once more. The images from the previous events that led me here flood my mind. It's all
Life is cruel when you're a thirteen year old orphan. You're constantly reminded of how worthless and unwanted you are. Not having a soul to confide in makes it even worse and lonely. I made the mistake of thinking I had a friend once. Tristen Harris became my partner in crime after he was dropped off here, at Lexington Orphange, by Child Services. Our friendship is short-lived as he is now one of my many tormentors. Even our damn caretaker hates me and treats me like shit. I suffer and endure all kinds of abuse due to just my existence. Have you ever heard the saying, "Sticks and stones may break my bones, but words can never hurt me"?Yeah, that's straight bullshit. Whoever thought of it can shove it back up their a**. People are cruel, and their words can leave deep scars that take time to heal. I should know. There aren't many insults I haven't already heard, but it still doesn't make them any less lethal than the first time. Dealing with verbal abuse isn't as bad as the phys
The menacing growl from my stomach brings me out of my unconscious spell. It reminds me that I've only eaten once today, and that was hours ago. I look at the small window with aluminum foil on it. I slowly get up using my elbows to steady me. I put one hand on my knee and the other on the ground to support my weight.I get to my feet and trudgingly walk over to the window and rip off some of the foil. The sun has set, and the sky is colored in pink and orange hues, letting me know it's almost dinner time. I am on kitchen duty tonight. I have to be in the kitchen and start prepping for dinner before the kitchen staff get there.I can't be a minute late, or I'll have to suffer Ms. Steven's wrath. Im too weak to bear another beating. Since I plan on escaping, I need to eat and save energy. I can't do that if I'm locked in the basement with no food. I scurry to the kitchen, trying to avoid being noticed. I go down the dormitory and make a right to go down the stairs. The interior of
I have no destination. I have no money. I have no family. I have no home. Despite that, I'm basking in my newfound freedom. l run absent-mindedly and is unaware of the dangerous threat lurking nearby. A rumbling and crashing sound in the distance halts my footsteps. The sound is coming from behind an old Italian diner, in the dark alley. The hairs on my neck are standing up, and my skin breaks out into goosebumps, as a shiver runs down my spine. Keep walking Shadow. It's probably a pesky raccoon. I force myself to continue moving forward. I don't want any trouble, I've had my fair share. As I pick up the pace wanting to avoid whatever or whoever, a loud thud followed by a shrill cry for help .I freeze as fear creeps into my bones. More noise comes from the alleyway. everything in me is screaming run, but my legs move in the direction of the distressed cry for help. I begin panting the closer I get to the commotion. the night is still. my rapid heartbeat ringing in my ears. th
Shadow's POV"Thank you."Those are the only words that come out of my mouth as I fight the urge to cry and break down, but fail miserably. I throw my hand over my mouth to keep the sobs from escaping. I don't realize I'm trembling and shaking until I feel a strong pair of arms wraps around me, and my head rests on an iron clad chest.The scent of sandalwood and oranges engulfs my sense and calms my raging emotions that are battling within me. I stiffen a little because I'm not used to affection, and I'm not fond of physical contact, especially with a stranger. My body betrays me by relaxing into the warmth and embracing the tingling sensations on my skin. "Don't cry, little wolf. You're safe now, I'll protect you." His voice is husky and alluring. I hear the sincerity in his voice, and it warms my heart. The only man to ever genuinely care for was Ferro, but he's gone now, and my heart breaks once more. The images from the previous events that led me here flood my mind. It's all
Savon's POVThere she was, my fated mate. I've been waiting for years to find my fated mate. I gave up looking once I turned 24. Her wolf is beautiful. Looking at her standing on top of the lycan she defeated and being covered in blood made her look even more beautiful. I slowly approached my mate, and our eyes met. "Shift!" I commanded. I wanted to see my mate in human form and ask her what was going on. She shifted back, and I was even more amazed at the sight lying beneath me. She was stunning. She was the most beautiful creature I've ever seen. Her smooth, slightly dark complexion shined in the Moonlight.Her hair was dark brown, and it fell past her shoulders, covering her nice sized perky breasts. She slowly stood up, revealing all the tattoos that covered her left shoulder and arm along with her hips and legs. She was an amazing walking piece of art. After moments of admiring her, I noticed I wasn't the only one looking, and immediately, I felt a pang of jealousy course t
A gasp escaped my lips when my eyes fell on him. The strong, fearless Ferro I once knew now looked so weak and vulnerable. He face that was once smooth and flawlessly handsome is now bleeding from open wounds and cuts scattered across his face. He face was swollen with a busted lip and black eye. Tears started to form in my eyes while I waited on him to meet my gaze. He struggled to sit up, and as he did, he mindlinked me.'Principessa, il mio cuore(princess,my heart), I'm sorry I failed to keep you safe. But Im not gonna fail to help you be free of this. I'm going to distract them-''H*ll no Ferro, this was not the plan. Not like this, please.''There's no other way, principessa. Always remember that you are special and to trust no one.'Now when I say run, you run as far north as you possibly can. You're faster than them, and you can hide in the shadows. 'Go to the Snow Moon Pack. Tell them I sent you.'Before I could respond back to Ferros' mindlink, it ended. He lifted his head
Shadow's POVI didn't realize my hands were bleeding so badly. Blood oozed out from my knuckles. They were completely swollen and bruised, but I didn't feel a thing. Im completely numb. I've been punching the punching bag Ferro put in my room for hours now. How could this happen? Why does the Moon Goddess hate me so much? My life is a waste, and the hope I had of escaping this horrible place and leaving it behind faded as reality rained down on me. I scoff to myself. How could he possibly think I'd ever let him touch me after everything he's done to me? F***ing delusional. 'We need to save our strength if you are going to run away tonight. It's not going to be easy trying to escape an Alpha.'Zeph is right. I sent one more punch to the beat-up punching bag and then sat on my poor excuse of a bed with my head in my hands.I'd die trying to escape rather than let him have his way with me. I'd be even more of a slave to him than I am now, and that's not going to happen. KNOCK KNOCK
Roman's POV"I want her Ferro, the closer she gets to turning eighteen the stronger the desire is to take her and have my way with her." I've been watching my little flower closely as she grows into a woman. She's changing, her demeanor, her attitude, her confidence. Her body. I want to break her. She isn't that small and timid little girl anymore. When my men and I found her that night, she had the drive to fight, which made her very stubborn and rebellious. I hate disobedience, one f**k up with me, and I kill you. She has tried me too many times over the years. It was Ferro that always came to her rescue. He had gotten too attached and started treating her like his pup. I scoff. How pathetic.I remember the first time I made her kill someone. A smirk forms on my lips as I recall the details of the encounter.It was a life or death situation, a kill or be killed. I felt my d**k twitch threatening to bust through my zipper. The sight of her being covered in blood with scratches and
Get in, get out. It's simple. This job isn't ideal but it's keeping me in the Alpha's good graces. Plus it gets me out of house. Girls my age are normally worried about boys and the latest fashion trend. Not me, I'm here on the roof top of a building exactly fifteen feet away from an extravagant hotel. On the twelfth floor and the seventh window to the right going across is a room occupied by a middle aged man trying to get his c**k wet. Sigh. Poor man doesn't even know what's coming. 'You know you shouldn't be doing this, this isn't right.' my wolf Zephina surfaces but I block her out. We go through this every time we do a job. She knows we have to do this, our life depends on it. I got my wolf when I turned 16 which is odd because most don't get their wolf until they're 18 unless you're an Alpha. Ferro witnessed my first shift and said it wasnt safe for me if Alpha Roman found out I had gotten my wolf. He said it could be dangerous for me which is another reason he taught me to f
5 YEARS LATER "You have a new mark. Alpha Roman wants the job done by tonight. You know the drill, dont get caught and no witnesses. He wants the job done clean without a mess." Ferro hands me the beige folder, and the components inside are photos of a middle-aged man with red short hair and freckles. He's wearing a suit and tie in most of the photos and is always at the court or city hall, meaning he has to be someone of importance, maybe a politician or another lawyer. Looks like he has a routine outside of his business meetings. Sigh, routines. Makes you an accessible target, which is why people are killed so easily. Once I scan over the photos, I close the folder and nob my head in acknowledgment of the request given to me. Ferro, who I've become surprisingly close to while being Roman's personal hitman or woman, I should say. Ferro taught me everything and has been like a father figure to me. He's been there for me through all the rough and horrible moments I've had to suff
I have no destination. I have no money. I have no family. I have no home. Despite that, I'm basking in my newfound freedom. l run absent-mindedly and is unaware of the dangerous threat lurking nearby. A rumbling and crashing sound in the distance halts my footsteps. The sound is coming from behind an old Italian diner, in the dark alley. The hairs on my neck are standing up, and my skin breaks out into goosebumps, as a shiver runs down my spine. Keep walking Shadow. It's probably a pesky raccoon. I force myself to continue moving forward. I don't want any trouble, I've had my fair share. As I pick up the pace wanting to avoid whatever or whoever, a loud thud followed by a shrill cry for help .I freeze as fear creeps into my bones. More noise comes from the alleyway. everything in me is screaming run, but my legs move in the direction of the distressed cry for help. I begin panting the closer I get to the commotion. the night is still. my rapid heartbeat ringing in my ears. th
The menacing growl from my stomach brings me out of my unconscious spell. It reminds me that I've only eaten once today, and that was hours ago. I look at the small window with aluminum foil on it. I slowly get up using my elbows to steady me. I put one hand on my knee and the other on the ground to support my weight.I get to my feet and trudgingly walk over to the window and rip off some of the foil. The sun has set, and the sky is colored in pink and orange hues, letting me know it's almost dinner time. I am on kitchen duty tonight. I have to be in the kitchen and start prepping for dinner before the kitchen staff get there.I can't be a minute late, or I'll have to suffer Ms. Steven's wrath. Im too weak to bear another beating. Since I plan on escaping, I need to eat and save energy. I can't do that if I'm locked in the basement with no food. I scurry to the kitchen, trying to avoid being noticed. I go down the dormitory and make a right to go down the stairs. The interior of