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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

　　Lighting struck across the moonlit sky, followed by a crack of thunder that momentarily made the werewolves surrounding Alpha King Conroy and Amelia Whittaker deaf.


　　The moon was full, shining brightly as it signified the mating season for the werewolves. Other wolf packs were probably coupling and rejoicing but not the Valerian hybrid werewolves.


　　The rain splattering down on the muddy ground splashed dirt onto Amelia’s frilled, flowing, virginal-white gown while sweat mixed with dirt dripped down Alpha King Conroy’s shirtless torso to the waistband of his black leather pants that tightly hugged his muscular thighs.


　　“You can’t do it… Please, Amelia.” He protested. Everyone in his pack was present, including Cousin Arian who is his beta and second-in-command included. An Alpha wasn’t allowed to be weak not in front of the people he was meant to protect, but Conroy was close to breaking.


　　“Watch me, you bastard!” She snarled.


CHAPTER Eighty: Prepare for War, Alpha King Conroy