Exposed After Six Failed Assassinations of the Alpha

When the pack solemnly gave me the order, I took it.

Stammer became the assassin of The Snicker Pack.

My target was Ronan.

The file said he was refined, cold, and composed.

But as I stood before this breathtakingly handsome yet clearly insane man, I couldn't help but question the accuracy of my partner's intel.

Help!

Can someone explain to him that I'm here to kill him, not confess my feelings?

He leaned in slightly, his voice low and deliberate as he whispered in my ear, "Did you just say your name is Stammer? When did you start liking me?"

No!

I tried again for the two hundredth time to explain: "I... I'm not... I'm not interested..."

Ronan's eyes lowered, his tone both surprised and touched, "Not interested? Could it be... love?"

"I-I..."

I nearly snarled, ready to snap back, "Love you, my ass!"

But before I could finish the words, Ronan interrupted with a smile that made my stomach twist:

"I LOVE YOU FOREVER?"

Ha.

I laughed.

It's true, when you're at a loss for words, sometimes you just laugh.

As I laughed, a single thought flashed in my mind.

"On a dark, windy night, the perfect time to kill."

I reached for my weapon-a glittering, oversized spoon I'd been hiding in my sleeve.

It was definitely going to be lethal.

Just as I was about to brandish it like the assassin I was,

"Ronan, who is this filthy woman? Why are you with her?"

I froze.

The unwelcome guest had arrived.

What a mess, what a glorious mess this was turning out to be.

Now.

Please, someone, mute the world. I need to process this betrayal.

My pack Alpha had given me three months to assassinate Ronan.

I thought that was more than enough time.

But no.

Two entire months just spent tailing him, waiting for the perfect moment, and now, finally, tonight, I had him alone.

It was supposed to be perfect.

God, it's all ruined.

I thought about taking them both out-killing them together.

But before I could make up my mind, Ronan suddenly grabbed my hand.

His eyes, dark with authority, turned cold as he spoke to the woman.

"Alice, stop following me."

Did you hear that?!

He told her to go!

"Leave! I beg you!"

Alice's eyes widened, her hands trembling as she pointed at me.

"Why? Why does she get to be with you?"