Contracted Assassin, Daring Luna

Three days ago, Ophelia had been given her final assignment in the warriors' creed,Kill High Target 10 and be rewarded with money huge enough to ensure her freedom.If she had succeeded, she would have been on a flight to the Bahamas with her grandmother.But what she hadn't expected in her years of an undercover assassin, was the strength of the mysterious Alpha she had been sent to kill.What if he recognized her now? Had he set up the marriage on purpose? When had he returned to the city?"... Omega Ophelia of the Nyx pack, do you take Alpha Xavier as your lawful husband and accept to be the Luna of the Night Hunters' pack?"A nudge from a bridesmaid reminded Ophelia that she was in the middle of her own wedding ceremony. Blinking, she cleared her throat, her voice shaky, "ye...yes."Yes to her damnation, unless she killed this Alpha tonight. The Alpha in question barely looked at her, but his sharp jaws and powerful side profile managed to intimidate her. Hell, even the exchan

Ophelia Storm was fucked. "You...you knew?" Unlike that time at the club, she wasn't pretending to be afraid. How the fuck had he survived an atomic bomb with only a scratch on his forehead?Alpha Xavier didn't stop walking until he was in front of her, his fingers slipping into the strands of her hair, and tipping her face.Shit. She started to reach for a weapon, anything at all, when he spoke in that deep raspy voice,"You are not good at hiding the fact that you aren't the one I paid for, so were you trying to cut a deal with me by coming to seduce me?"Oh fuck. He didn't know yet, and she would keep it that way until she discovered what was going on. Ophelia relaxed her palm and batted her lashes, looking into those grey eyes for the first time that night. Hell, it was the same reaction she'd had when she came to kill him.His striking features of firm red lips and strong Aristocratic nose, tanned skin and a trimmed beard. He wasn't just handsome, but had a wicked beauty a

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

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

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