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

　　“My lady, how many fingers am I holding up?” The voice sounded distant while the aforementioned fingers were a blurry figure in waving in front of her partly closed eyes.


　　“Seven…?” her voice was barely above a whisper.


　　“You are burning up.” There was a panicking note.


　　She felt hot…a little too hot and the darkness of her surroundings did nothing to help her predicament. Her stomach was burning up but asides her temporary weakness and blurry eyes, she felt quite well.


　　“W-water…” Her voice trailed off as her eyes drifted shut.


　　Few moments later, the edge of a cold wooden bowl was pressed to her lips and her eyes slowly creaked open, the glaring brightness of the sunlight almost blinded her.


　　Her lips parted and she took sips of the cooling water. Bout of coughs racked her shoulders as she choked on a particular sip.


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