5. Deal

She was bursted. 

And what was a trained assassin to do in that situation?

Within a second, Ophelia kicked the officer beside her and took his gun, pointing it at Xavier, her eyes narrowed to slits.

Gone was the pretense of a shy omega, and what they all saw for the first time, was the face she had hidden for three years.

"Tell your lackeys to get their toys off me, or I shoot." 

Her voice was cold, and a flicker of surprise crossed Xavier's eyes briefly. 

But it was gone as quickly as it had come, replaced by that coldness he had used to gaze upon her that night.

"Tsk tsk. I see you have no need to pretend anymore. Did you insert yourself as my bride to get close to me?" 

In response, the fierce omega let out a scoff,

"Oh please, don't get delusional. I wouldn't have gone through a wedding with you just to get rid of you. You are not that special." 

A hard look crossed the Alpha's features, his jaw working in fury. 

Ophelia made to say something else when he took a step towards her, his chest rising rapidly in rage.

"But you pretended to seduce me to plant a bomb on me, and last night, was all an act."

There was something else in his voice when he mentioned the last part, a feeling she could have seen as hurt,

Except that this was Xavier Valcourt, a psycho who was incapable of having such emotions.  

Despite knowing this, Ophelia still felt her heart skip when he uttered those words, her wolf leaping again.

No, this couldn't be her mate, or she would have known the moment she attempted to kill him. 

Xavier took another step towards her, closing the distance between them, and to her shock, he threw his weapon on the floor.

"Alpha, it's dangerous..." One of the men started to say, but he lifted a finger, cutting him off.

With his eyes focused on his wife who held a gun to his head, he nodded,

"I see, then kill me."

"Alpha!" Another security officer screamed, and Ophelia's eyes widened in shock, but he refused to look them. 

"Do it if you can." He growled, his voice deep and sexy and...

For fuck's sake.

This wasn't the way she had planned to kill him, but it was her job, and she was going to do it.

With that thought, Ophelia Storm corked the gun and blinked to focus, 

But all she could see were those piercing grey eyes, and a weakness within her. 

She felt like she was drowning in them, and all of a sudden, her hands dropped of their own will, perspiration running down her temple.

As soon as the gun fell from her hand, she was held down by security and pushed down on her knees.

Then, Alpha Xavier tilted her chin, his eyes filled with mockery.

"You couldn't kill me that night, and you can't do it now either, because I am your mate, and your weakness."

***

It couldn't be true.

Those words lingered in Ophelia's head as she was bundled into a black car, her wrists bound in cuffs. 

It was over. 

She had failed, and her grandmother would be removed from life support after she was killed tonight.

Tears were sliding down her cheeks when all of a sudden, a large truck collided with their vehicle, killing the guards on the spot.

"No!" Ophelia screamed, but she was silenced the moment a man in black came towards her with a gun. 

Yes! He bore the mark of the warriors' Creed on his arm, and he had come here to save her.

Oh, finally!

"Thank Goddess! Over here, please, we have to go find my granny and..."

Ophelia started to say, but she was cut off by the voice of the head of the Creed, the man who had recruited her,

"You've been exposed. Your existence is useless and a shame to the order." 

And before she could say something else, he fired his gun three times, directly at her. 

***

Ophelia was convinced that she was in hell when she opened her eyes.

Her head was banging, and there were multiple tubes attached to her body, and bandages wrapped around her. 

What had happened?

"I see that you are awake, it took a week later than the doctors predicted."

A week? 

With a dry throat, she turned to meet the eyes of none other than Xavier himself, sitting cross-legged in front of her.

"I...how long have I been out?" She managed to ask, her voice throaty.

Alpha Xavier checked his watch with a shrug, "Precisely one month and a day. Apparently, carrying a pup weakened your body."

She carried a baby?

Ophelia's eyes widened in surprise, everything suddenly registering in her mind.

"Wh...what of my granny? She's...she's okay, right?"

Her voice was trembling, her pupils hopeful, wishing...

But Xavier Valcourt shook his head, his voice lacking any sympathy,

"She was assassinated even before you were attacked."  

No. 

Ophelia cried with her small throaty voice, agony sinking deep into her chest. 

"I...I don't understand why Warrior Seth did this. He...we only go after the bad people in the order, it's our principle." 

She was crying as she spoke, her head banging even more, her eyes swollen. 

Xavier pushed himself upwards and strode to the glass walls, leaning against it, his voice cold as steel,

"You are either foolish or a liar. A principle? All the people assassinated over the past five years have been Alphas that were about to receive an important reward. And as soon as they are killed, their accounts get wiped, mysteriously."

The weeping she-wolf started to shake her head frantically, her teeth sinking into her cheeks.

"No, it can't be. You are lying..."

She couldn't have been used for three years and then discarded like shit.

But then, she remembered the voice of the warrior who had trained and attempted to kill her.

He had also gotten rid of her grandmother, and Ophelia wept, gripping hold of the hospital sheets in rage. 

"I...I will get them all, every fucking one of them, and I will make them pay." 

Her voice hardened, her words spoken through gritted teeth. 

Xavier watched her silently for a while before he came towards her and folded his arms, his gaze cold and unforgiving.

"It seems like you and I have the same goal. You will help me find the one that wanted me dead, and if you attempt to betray me, I will make you wish you were dead. Are we clear?"

Ophelia Storm, secret assassin and scorned omega turned to her husband, her eyes matching his coldness.

"No, not until you understand this. If I discover that you've set this up to use me, I will kill you myself, mate or no fucking mate." 

Alpha Xavier Valcourt closed the distance between them and lowered his head towards her,

"Then we have a deal, partner."