All Chapters of Alpha's Assassin: Chapter 151 - Chapter 159

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Gideon

“I’m not going into that bunker; I’d rather die out here than spend my entire life underground.” Low growls as he paces the lounge, my father is looking at the floor with a look on his face that reminds me of when he would sit and organise enforcers for the week. It's a look of pure concentration that always ends with him coming up with something I never would have thought of in a thousand years. “The bunker isn’t an option.” I mutter as I pull Elle against my chest; she mumbles something about my injuries but that doesn’t stop her from settling against me. I know I worried her. To be honest, I panicked myself a little; I wasn’t expecting Phelan to put me on my ass like that. I really thought he would back out when I saw him kneeling in the grass; maybe Ghost is onto something. Phelan could make one hell of an enforcer if Ghost can get through to him. “I mean really?” Low growls as he runs his hands over his chest in a fast, panicked motion. “Trapped underground for the rest of our

Elle

“What is all that?” Ghost asks as I walk out of the weapons room. I’ve left all the guns and big knives behind and just grabbed a little black bag that fits into the palm of my hand. It looks small and unassuming but inside there are multiple items that will make the toughest Alpha scream and beg for mercy. Desmond wants me to talk to Harmon but communication has never been my strong suit. “Just some things to get us some answers.” I smile at Ghost as I push past him and start towards the kitchen. I can hear Flora on the floor above us asking Seraphina for help with the pups and it's music to my ears to hear the young girl responding appropriately. I’m not sure what the future holds for the two youngest Academy girls but I’ll fight to help them stay here; if I can find a home with the Pack then so can they. Now I’m connected to Gideon and the rest of the Pack, I understand everything he was telling me about belonging and not needing to approach everyday as a battle. I thought I would

Elle

“Okay, so are you going to move her before she starts to stink or what?” Harmon’s grating voice breaks through the grief clinging to me like a second skin. Octavia was a horrible person but that doesn’t change the things we went through together. I can’t say I’m going to miss her all that much but I will mourn the loss of my friend before she became a monster. “Luna?” Ghost places a soft hand on my shoulder as I wipe the scalpel across my thigh and slide it back into the case. I could easily sit here and play the watching guardian over my friend until she’s ready to be sent into the next life but the Pack needs me to get answers, which means my grief needs to wait. “Tell Brandon we need a pyre built; the Pack buries their dead but Octavia is an Academy girl so she will be burnt.” I clear my throat as I talk to Ghost; he doesn’t say anything about the burning but he does tighten his grip on my shoulder and when I look up at him, I see his eyes are brimming with tears. He doesn’t know

Elle

Harmon’s screams don’t come; she’s practically biting her tongue to stop herself from making a single sound while I work the thin blade under her thumbnail. Blood drips down my hand and onto the floor as I work the blade further and further under her nail. By now most people would at least be whimpering, if not begging for me to stop but Harmon is an Academy girl; it's going to take more than a small blade to make her beg for anything. “One down, nine to go.” I smile sweetly as I look Harmon in the eyes; she might not be crying out but she’s sweating like crazy, which means I am getting to her. She’s tough but she’s not completely immune to my attack. ‘I can smell her blood, Killer, is she talking yet?’ Gideon is kind to check in but right now I need to get into the right mindset to get information from Harmon and Gideon is just distracting me. I close my eyes for a second and imagine a brick wall in my mind. I picture myself slamming my hands onto the rough surface and pushing it q

Gideon

“Did she just tell that bitch we eat humans?” Low asks in disgust; we’re in the kitchen listening to Elle torture answers out of Harmon. It's been hours and Elle is only just getting her to talk. I know torture can be a long process but I’m starting to get worried about Elle. She’s pregnant and she can’t ignore her needs for as long as she used to; if this goes on much longer, I’ll have to disturb her to make sure she takes care of herself and my pup. “Shut up.” I growl as I strain my ears; it's hard to listen with the door closed and my enforcers running around like crazy bastards. I can hear my mother panicking upstairs; she’s been begging my father to stay in the Pack house for ages now. She doesn’t want to lose her mate and she knows as the ex-Alpha, my father won’t be able to resist getting involved in such an important fight. I could easily get involved and order my father to stay but I know that won’t work. “They only took them as a bargaining chip, holding onto them until th

Elle

I’m broken. That can be the only reason I’m rushing up the stairs from the basement to the kitchen where my mate is waiting to pound me into the floor. I’m covered in blood after destroying Harmon’s hands and peeling the skin off her arm in small sections. I got the answers we needed but now my body is screaming for something more. The blood coating my fingers is like the strongest aphrodisiac I’ve ever experienced. Each step I take feels like I’m climbing a mountain; I don’t even care who is in the kitchen. I just want my mate and no one is getting in my way. “Get the fuck out.” Gideon snarls the second I push the door open, at first I think he’s speaking to me but then I see the back end of an enforcer rushing back out of the kitchen like he’s done the fastest turnaround known to mankind. “Luna?” Ghost makes me jump when his hands hit my shoulders; I’m too electrically charged and way too turned on to have a man who isn’t Gideon touching me. “Don’t touch me.” I snap at Ghost; my

Elle

“Look at how wet you are. Do you really want me this much?” Gideon purrs up at me as he swipes a finger through my arousal; my legs are on his shoulders so he can see everything. My pussy is pulsing like it's trying to suck him deep inside but he’s yet to enter me in anyway, he’s dragging this out and it's driving me crazy. “I always want you even when you drive me insane.” I growl. I can’t pull him against me thanks to the way he’s tied my wrists but I can squeeze my thighs against his head until he moves. I bite my lower lip and dig my legs into his shoulders in an effort to move him; at the same time, my thighs press hard around his head, he’s completely at my mercy as I try to lift my pussy towards his mouth. “Killer, if you’re trying to kill me with this pussy then I’ll die a happy Alpha.” Gideon chuckles as he grabs my thighs and digs his fingers in enough to leave bruises; for a minute we squeeze and push against each other as we both fight for dominance. As expected, I give

Gideon

I was too rough with my mate; I got lost in her power and the way she asserted her dominance in the basement. I fucked her into a coma on the kitchen table where anyone could see us because there was no way I was waiting to get her up the stairs. Now she’s settled in our bed, sleeping and resting after I’ve just used her body for some of the best sex I’ve ever had. I can still taste her on my lips as I jog down into the basement. Elle dealt with Harmon but she’s still breathing and there is another Academy girl down here that needs dealing with. “Low.” I’m shocked to see Low standing over Harmon’s cold, lifeless body when I get to the bottom of the stairs. He has blood on his hands which he’s wiping off using a little scrap of cloth that has a small flower embroidered in the corner. “Figured you’d be looking after your Luna.” Low shrugs as he tucks the soiled cloth into his jean pocket and turns to face me. I thought he was down here to work out some anger but now I understand that

Elle

The heat at my back tells me Gideon has come to bed; he’s pressed tightly against me and he’s got a possessive hand over my stomach. I hold myself to stay still and keep my eyes closed when I feel his lips press against my naked shoulder. “Soon it will be the three of us, little pup.” A lump forms in my throat as Gideon speaks softly to the life inside of me. “I can’t wait to teach you how to shift. How to spar and defend your mother. You two are the most important things in my life; no matter what, I will always come home to you both.” I can’t stay still any longer. I know he’s having a private moment with the little life we’ve created but his words are making me think he’s wanting to leave again. He keeps telling me that I run when I get scared but he’s only just come back and now he’s talking about leaving again. “Where are you going?” I ask softly as I place a hand over his; together we cradle my bump like we’re holding our small child in our arms. I’m still getting used to the

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