Licia khelanie

In front of the moon goddess, I reject you Alpha Conroy, a fucking murdering scumbag as my mate!” He, Alpha King Conroy was rejected by a human- Amelia Whittaker.

Amelia is a human by birth and assassin by occupation. Amelia witnessed the death of her parents at a very young age. She watched in horror how shifters who ruled their human world ripped them into shreds and she vowed to get revenge against the wolves that killed her parents.

During her entire life after being discovered by a Human Assassin’s Leader and trained in his Faction, all she wanted to do was to take the revenge by killing Alpha king Lucas Conroy, the Lycan king of the Valerian hybrid werewolves.

 Painstakingly handsome and terribly possessive, Alpha Conroy has been longing for a mate since he was crowned the king of the valerians. It destroyed the Alpha when his long awaited mate rejected him and nearly killed him as his assassin mate.

But the moon goddess had other plans for the rejected Alpha and his assassin mate. What will happen in between their conflicting love story?

The alpha's assassin mate

　　Esme was chanting to herself after she returned to her cave in the forest that created a boundary between Ancientrova and Valeria.


　　Happy tears coursed down her sagged cheeks as she thought her whereabouts     had been successful. After the Hybrid Werewolf King Lucas Conroy ignored her     admonitions and went ahead to save his mate, she had hoped they would remain hostage of Fehr Rahl, the true blood vampire king.


　　But Alas, she heard that the King was back in the Castle. She did not give up until two nights ago that she was able to appear in his mate’s dream.


　　“I curse you, Alpha King Conroy and hope your mate will hate you after she knows of what you did to her kinsmen!” she muttered, shaking her head.


　　That said, Esme thrust aside the tattered hangings that covered the entrance to her cave and ambled into the cold darkness.


　　She fumbled about, trying to rekindle a dying flame in the hearth. Then all of a sudden, she stiffened, her head snapping up.


CHAPTER forty-four: Loose ends