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."
Three Months LaterThe honeymoon was over, and it was finally the day of the long awaited inauguration ceremony of the Alpha and the Luna of the Night Hunters' pack. "No one has seen the omega in months, she must have already been divorced by the Alpha.""Well, what did you expect from a strip dancer? The Alpha must have seen that she isn't worthy to stand by his side..."All the side talks came to a stop as soon as the grand doors of the luxurious pack halls opened, lips opening in shock.Alpha Xavier Valcourt looked perfect as usual in a crisp Armani suit that emphasized his broad shoulders and tall hunky build, his coal black hair and piercing grey eyes dangerously beautiful. But he wasn't the only reason that the crowd gasped in shock.The woman in his arms who walked with the grace of a model, her exotic black hair flowing down her waist, her small delicate face framing her honey brown eyes.Tonight, Ophelia Storm was in a long red dress that was slit to the knee, exposing smoo
Alpha Xavier Valcourt took a step forward, calculative and dangerous, his aura that of a predator. "Get your hands off her. Now."His voice had become deeper, taking a dark beastly turn. In response, Lucien lowered his head to Ophelia's height, until his lips were almost touching her ears, then he spoke in a sonorous mocking tone,"Come on, brother. There are hardly any cameras here, you don't need to play the role with me. I am family, after all."Xavier's grey eyes darkened, his fists clenching,"I will count to three. If you don't let go of her, I will rip your head out..."Somehow, Ophelia felt dumbstruck, her body tingling at the sensation she got from Xavier going all predatorial for her.Even if it was all an act, her weak wolf leaped forward, and for some reason, she found herself unable to speak or move away.It was as though she wanted to know what he would do, how far he would go.However, the moment he started counting, a bolt of realization struck her, and she pushed he
Madly?Obsessively?But the enthusiastic PR Manager wasn't done yet. Adjusting those thick glasses he wore, his blue eyes glinted as he muttered in a whisper,"The two of you will move into one room."And what was a woman who had spent the night wondering whom her husband had gone off to kill, to do?Ophelia Storm rose to her feet, and turning to her husband, she replied in a voice the very opposite of a whisper,"Oh, hell n..."But she was cut off by Xavier himself, who rose as well, striding towards her, "Hell yes. I believe that is what my wife means. After all, she would have no reason to hate sharing a room with me, now, would she?"That conniving bastard!Ophelia was left standing like a robot as she watched Xavier step closer to her and place his callused palm on her shoulder, making her skin tingle. Then, he turned, looking dangerous with that five o'clock shadow that graced his cheeks. Leaning closer to her until his spiky jaw brushed against her ear, he parted those firm
"I'm starting a new job today." One week later, Ophelia sat in front of the vanity at the other side of the expansive bedroom, slowly brushing her long hair.She had stretched it today after having her bath, her face free of make-up and revealing her freckles.It was also the first time that she was seeing Xavier since that encounter. Whether he had gone out of his way to avoid her, if he had simply been busy, she had no idea.But one thing was clear,Xavier was intent on treating her like a doormat, and if she didn't take matters into her own hands, she wouldn't be achieving any of her goals.He had been busy knotting his tie with a dark pensive look on his face when she said that, and he stopped for a second, looking at her through the mirror. "You don't need one. The less people you meet, the better. If you need more money, I can..."That was all the push she needed to bring the anger that had been piling up, to the surface.Before he could complete those words, Ophelia slammed
He had never been tempted to lose his control this way, not since he was eighteen.The fucking little vixen who had her mound of creamy cleavage exposed before him, her chest rising and falling, was taunting him.He ought to wring that little neck and spank the shit out of her, right before he pushed his cock into her mouth and forced her to suck until she gagged...Xavier Valcourt shut his eyes briefly to regain control, his palms clenching into fists. When he opened them, those brown pupils were on him, and he could almost swear that he had seen a hint of desire in her eyes."You fucking pulled this stunt to get my attention?"The little witch shrugged, a glint of satisfaction in her eyes. He was tempted, driven mad with the urge to grip hold of that long luscious hair and fucking teach her a lesson.Damn it. This was exactly why he had avoided her for a week, the little brat got under his skin with that small delicate face and fucking stubborn mind."It worked, didn't it? So, no
She kissed him to teach him a lesson,To get some control.It had nothing to do with how fucking sexy he looked with the sleeves of his shirt folded to reveal rippling muscles and ripped biceps.But fuck, all the reasons she had laid her lips on his vanished the moment he let out a groan, pushed her against the wall and smashed his lips against hers.Damn.Xavier Valcourt kissed like a god of sex. He didn't fucking kiss, he ravished her lips with expertise, as though it was the last time he would ever have her,As if he had been starving for her.And fuck, he tasted like pure sin, addiction and bad bad decisions.Ophelia's lips parted like a flower, her entire skin burning from the inside as the sweet taste of her Aalpha threatened to consume her. Her Alpha,Hers. The thought sent a thrill down her skin, and before she could understand what was happening to her, she was wrapping her arms around his broad shoulders."Fuck," he growled against her lips as his large palm glided down h
Some things were naturally ridiculous,An exotic dancer was going to become the CIO of a multi-billion dollar Group with chains of companies under it?Xavier fucking Valcourt should have as well thrown her off the roof and asked her to fly instead!"Welcome, CIO, we look forward to working with you."Directors were shaking her hands, but there was a mocking glint in their eyes, and when she looked at Vivian, the Delta was suppressing a laughter as well.Her heart sank as realization washed through her.They were knew...thought, that she was going to flop at this.Wait, was that why Xavier had placed her this high? To watch her fall?Why? To punish her for last night?Damn it, even the mere thought of the previous night had her lips tingling where he had plundered them, and her clit throbbing. "This is your new office, you will be assigned an assistant today. Enjoy yourself."That bitchy Vivian Fletcher had a triumphant look as she walked out, leaving Ophelia alone for the first time
She was fucked,But she was screwed beautifully. Ophelia Storm stood in front of the mirror in an off the shoulder silver dress that revealed a peek of her cleavage and attractive collarbones. Her black hair was styled in waves, a nude make-up highlighting her high cheeks bones, long regal nose and full lips. However, her mind was a turmoil as she stepped out of the room, walking down the grand marble stairs. Tomorrow, she would have to present a strategy and she hadn't come up with one.She expected to see Xavier downstairs, but instead, she was met with that fucking witch who was always present, flaunting her bleached hair."Oh, you are still here? I thought you left already, and I told that to the Alpha when he sent a limo to pick you up. Oops, my bad."That fucking little...Ophelia Storm sucked in a deep breath.One day, she would knock out all the teeth of that Delta, but it wasn't going to be tonight. She had more important things in mind.Gathering her long dress, she wal
"Thank you, Jessica, that will be all." CIO Luna Ophelia made the picture of a boss lady in a white pants suit, her hair pulled into a ponytail. Her new assistant stood before her, clutching her tablet tightly in her palm, her blue eyes betraying her nervousness. It had now been a month since the Luna assumed her position, and she was already known to be a formidable business woman. She hired experts in IT and PR, boosting the public image of the company within the first two weeks of her stay. And right now, her brown eyes were narrowed to slits as she went through rows of documents. Suddenly noticing that her assistant was still in front of her, the Luna adjusted her glasses and looked up, "Any problem?" Jessica sank her teeth in between her cheeks and sucked in a deep breath, her fingers trembling as she turned the screen of the tablet, "This came to my mail this morning, it's..." She didn't need to complete that sentence, for Ophelia could see the picture on the scre
Luna Ophelia was admitted into the most expensive hospital in the country, and the VIP section swarm with the best pack doctors, flowers and prestigious wolves. "I'm sorry, Alpha, but we are doing everything we can to ensure that she recovers her memories, and gets better."Alpha Xavier paced the ICU, a pensive look of fear in his eyes. He didn't even care about the bruises on his body, but his voice was a growl of rage when he replied to the doctor,"I don't give a damn about the memories anymore, but if my Luna doesn't wake up, I will burn this hospital to the ground, do you fucking get me?"The hospital director came down herself to see to it that the Luna was receiving the maximum medical care, and the staff took pictures secretly, envious of the Luna who had an Alpha that was crazy about her. Two hours later, the Luna opened her eyes, and the country swarm with news headlines,'Insider reveals that Luna Ophelia May Never Recover Her Memories.''Alpha Xavier Valcourt Cancels Al
She was fucked,But she was screwed beautifully. Ophelia Storm stood in front of the mirror in an off the shoulder silver dress that revealed a peek of her cleavage and attractive collarbones. Her black hair was styled in waves, a nude make-up highlighting her high cheeks bones, long regal nose and full lips. However, her mind was a turmoil as she stepped out of the room, walking down the grand marble stairs. Tomorrow, she would have to present a strategy and she hadn't come up with one.She expected to see Xavier downstairs, but instead, she was met with that fucking witch who was always present, flaunting her bleached hair."Oh, you are still here? I thought you left already, and I told that to the Alpha when he sent a limo to pick you up. Oops, my bad."That fucking little...Ophelia Storm sucked in a deep breath.One day, she would knock out all the teeth of that Delta, but it wasn't going to be tonight. She had more important things in mind.Gathering her long dress, she wal
Some things were naturally ridiculous,An exotic dancer was going to become the CIO of a multi-billion dollar Group with chains of companies under it?Xavier fucking Valcourt should have as well thrown her off the roof and asked her to fly instead!"Welcome, CIO, we look forward to working with you."Directors were shaking her hands, but there was a mocking glint in their eyes, and when she looked at Vivian, the Delta was suppressing a laughter as well.Her heart sank as realization washed through her.They were knew...thought, that she was going to flop at this.Wait, was that why Xavier had placed her this high? To watch her fall?Why? To punish her for last night?Damn it, even the mere thought of the previous night had her lips tingling where he had plundered them, and her clit throbbing. "This is your new office, you will be assigned an assistant today. Enjoy yourself."That bitchy Vivian Fletcher had a triumphant look as she walked out, leaving Ophelia alone for the first time
She kissed him to teach him a lesson,To get some control.It had nothing to do with how fucking sexy he looked with the sleeves of his shirt folded to reveal rippling muscles and ripped biceps.But fuck, all the reasons she had laid her lips on his vanished the moment he let out a groan, pushed her against the wall and smashed his lips against hers.Damn.Xavier Valcourt kissed like a god of sex. He didn't fucking kiss, he ravished her lips with expertise, as though it was the last time he would ever have her,As if he had been starving for her.And fuck, he tasted like pure sin, addiction and bad bad decisions.Ophelia's lips parted like a flower, her entire skin burning from the inside as the sweet taste of her Aalpha threatened to consume her. Her Alpha,Hers. The thought sent a thrill down her skin, and before she could understand what was happening to her, she was wrapping her arms around his broad shoulders."Fuck," he growled against her lips as his large palm glided down h
He had never been tempted to lose his control this way, not since he was eighteen.The fucking little vixen who had her mound of creamy cleavage exposed before him, her chest rising and falling, was taunting him.He ought to wring that little neck and spank the shit out of her, right before he pushed his cock into her mouth and forced her to suck until she gagged...Xavier Valcourt shut his eyes briefly to regain control, his palms clenching into fists. When he opened them, those brown pupils were on him, and he could almost swear that he had seen a hint of desire in her eyes."You fucking pulled this stunt to get my attention?"The little witch shrugged, a glint of satisfaction in her eyes. He was tempted, driven mad with the urge to grip hold of that long luscious hair and fucking teach her a lesson.Damn it. This was exactly why he had avoided her for a week, the little brat got under his skin with that small delicate face and fucking stubborn mind."It worked, didn't it? So, no
"I'm starting a new job today." One week later, Ophelia sat in front of the vanity at the other side of the expansive bedroom, slowly brushing her long hair.She had stretched it today after having her bath, her face free of make-up and revealing her freckles.It was also the first time that she was seeing Xavier since that encounter. Whether he had gone out of his way to avoid her, if he had simply been busy, she had no idea.But one thing was clear,Xavier was intent on treating her like a doormat, and if she didn't take matters into her own hands, she wouldn't be achieving any of her goals.He had been busy knotting his tie with a dark pensive look on his face when she said that, and he stopped for a second, looking at her through the mirror. "You don't need one. The less people you meet, the better. If you need more money, I can..."That was all the push she needed to bring the anger that had been piling up, to the surface.Before he could complete those words, Ophelia slammed
Madly?Obsessively?But the enthusiastic PR Manager wasn't done yet. Adjusting those thick glasses he wore, his blue eyes glinted as he muttered in a whisper,"The two of you will move into one room."And what was a woman who had spent the night wondering whom her husband had gone off to kill, to do?Ophelia Storm rose to her feet, and turning to her husband, she replied in a voice the very opposite of a whisper,"Oh, hell n..."But she was cut off by Xavier himself, who rose as well, striding towards her, "Hell yes. I believe that is what my wife means. After all, she would have no reason to hate sharing a room with me, now, would she?"That conniving bastard!Ophelia was left standing like a robot as she watched Xavier step closer to her and place his callused palm on her shoulder, making her skin tingle. Then, he turned, looking dangerous with that five o'clock shadow that graced his cheeks. Leaning closer to her until his spiky jaw brushed against her ear, he parted those firm
Alpha Xavier Valcourt took a step forward, calculative and dangerous, his aura that of a predator. "Get your hands off her. Now."His voice had become deeper, taking a dark beastly turn. In response, Lucien lowered his head to Ophelia's height, until his lips were almost touching her ears, then he spoke in a sonorous mocking tone,"Come on, brother. There are hardly any cameras here, you don't need to play the role with me. I am family, after all."Xavier's grey eyes darkened, his fists clenching,"I will count to three. If you don't let go of her, I will rip your head out..."Somehow, Ophelia felt dumbstruck, her body tingling at the sensation she got from Xavier going all predatorial for her.Even if it was all an act, her weak wolf leaped forward, and for some reason, she found herself unable to speak or move away.It was as though she wanted to know what he would do, how far he would go.However, the moment he started counting, a bolt of realization struck her, and she pushed he