An hour later, the Minister of War arrived at the palace as commanded by Luna. he was taken to her and they began planning things.“Going hunting with a gun and an arrow, which is easier to trick with?” Luna asked him.He rolled his eyes. “I think an arrow is better to trick with, and not a bullet.”Luna handed him a huge amount of money. “I want you to organize a hunting game that will take place between the Alpha King, his Mistress and the acting Luna, and it will go this way.'' She brought out a piece of paper and gave it to him. “This is the address of a Fletcher, go to him and let him design their arrows with different designs himself. It should bear their name, and few of Freya’s own should be taken and given to the assassin…”The Minister nodded. “What are you planning this time?” his brows arched.“To accuse her of treason…” she smiled devilishly. “Each of them should return with a huge animal, but one of them should end up in prison.”“How do you plan to do it?” the minister
Back at the palace, Freya was dragged into the hall and forced to go on her knees. She looked at the faces of the ministers, and then at Arthur whose eyes were already on her. She studied his looks, and it had that surprise and disappointment, which meant that he didn't believe that she didn't do it.The Chief Minister walked out, a wicked smile on his face. “You attempted murder on the King several times and went free, but this time, there's no reason for you to claim innocence.” he smiled at her again and then looked up to the King. “And the Alpha King will also have no reason to side with you this time.”Freya bit her lower lips. “This can't be the end of it. I can't end up losing all my plans. I should have started killing them already, and not waiting….” she sighed heavily. Her heart was so heavy, and she was finding it difficult to craft an idea. “They planned all these, but how? Why didn't I get to know that they took my arrow on time?” she glanced at Arthur. “He called it a no
Three days after Freya was thrown into the cell, Arthur was attacked. As he was taking a look around the palace, trying to calm his nerves and put himself together, an arrow crossed the side of his face, leaving a cut on his chin.His lips agape, he touched his chin and it was bleeding slightly, so he wiped it off with his cloth. Turned to his left, and then on the ground, it was the arrow shot at him on the floor, so he picked it up.His eyes narrowed when he read what was written on it, and then he recalled that Freya had lost two of her arrows on that day.“She didn't do it!” his fist clenched. When he looked up, he caught Flarry on the rooftop, targeting a gun towards him this time. “That assassin again?” he shook his head. “This isn't his mask, he must be the one that fought me that day.” he took to his heels, heading towards the rooftop.As a well-trained Alpha, climbing the rooftop wasn't hard for him, and the moment he reached there, he saw no one.“He flew, I wonder when I wi
She admired the width and exquisite artwork decorating the main gate of the palace as she stood in front of it. She scoffs as she moves closer to the fence, hoping to avoid drawing attention from the guards, and then she leaps inside the palace compound. Seventeen years have passed since she left this mansion. A day that is constantly a nightmare and one she will never forget. That day, she lost her parents at the hands of the pack's ruling family. Freya is the Alpha Princess whose parents were murdered seventeen years ago. She is the little girl who ran for her life after witnessing her parents die. She ran into the woods, having nowhere else to go, and ended up as a rogue. Freya has been living as a secret assassin for seventeen years, carrying out missions for people just so she can survive, and she has promised to avenge her parents' deaths at any time so she can reclaim her throne. She is now on a mission to eliminate the Alpha King of the Oasis Pack. Alpha Arthur is the son o
Councils of all ranks, from high to low, crowded the hall. They had been convened by the Alpha because he needed to inform them about his acting Luna, and his parents would be notified as well. Freya followed the King as he entered. The voices from Flarry's warning replayed themselves in her head as she went alongside him. "Are you sure becoming the acting Luna of the man you want murdered is the right course of action? Do you believe everything will turn out the way you had intended?” She tried pushing it out of her by pushing her head, but it persisted. “Remember that we share a goal and that you are mine, Freya. I will not spare any of you if you ever fall in love with him.” Having finally let those words go, she wiped her face. "Flarry, I refuse to fall for him. I will never fall in love with my enemy. This is my one chance to do the task you assigned me and exact my retribution.” She answered that way, and she meant it. She despises this man more than words can express, yet i
Her eyes glowed as she glanced at Arthur. She was not sure if it was sympathy, rage, hate, or anguish for him. She closed her eyes to push the memory of his mother smacking him from her mind. "Are you alright?" With a nod, she responded to his question. "The next room is yours, so make yourself at home, and do not ever catch me off guard again, for I will not take your side for anything." He stated in her hearing. She licked her lips. "If I can't, what does that imply..." "I do not love you and do not intend to do so." He raised his head. She could sense the sorrow in those eyes, which made her wonder how long he had endured such humiliation at the hands of his parents. The fact that his father made no move indicates that he either supports it or that his mother is more strong than him. "I never wanted Luna, Freya, but I am doing this to have an heir to the throne. And because we met and you gave it voluntarily, I will make sure you are the mother of my kid." He approached his bed
Freya stood by the window, gazing out at the pitch-blackness that enveloped the entire area. She cast a quick glance at the closet, which had all of the clothing that Alpha had instructed the maids to bring for her. "I should acquire that file; it will not pass tonight." Shutting the curtain, she considered. A voice spoke to her at that moment. “Flarry!” She said, smiling subtly. "What strategy do you have? I want that jerk dead.” Through a mind connection, Flarry said to her. She let out a gasp. "Leave everything to me; I want him dead more than you do. I can not just kill him off so quickly; he need to endure the agony I did for all these years and then beg to die in my arms. Simply watch and see." She gave him her word. She is the greatest assassin Flarry has ever taught, therefore he trusts her. "Just make sure that nobody finds out who you are." "That is a vow!" She instantly disconnected the mind link and walked to the bed. She had left the palace in the evening on Alpha's or
It was late at night, so she was hesitant to mind-link Flarry, as she had previously thought. She needed to tell him about the file and the hair that had been removed so she could get some ideas from him, so she waited patiently until the next morning. As she prepared to open the door in the morning, she heard a guard whisper to another that the guards were gathered in the palace field and that they would engage in sequential combat with the Alpha. "Is he really that sad to be holding something like this? What if he gets killed by one of them who hates him?" the other guard inquired. She pressed herself against the wall so she could hear them clearly. "That is not possible, not in this palace," the guard who initiated the conversation answered, and they parted ways. Freya squinted as she considered what they had said. "Is it really possible for something like this to happen? Then it means he has a foe watching him." She raised her eyebrows. "Since he is my bait, I have to save him f