《The Assassin's Mate》Chapter 10
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I woke up and found myself on my bed. I remember sleeping near the lake and opening my eyes and seeing....Raiden! I shot up from the bed quickly and looked down to see if he changed my clothes. Phew! I still had my clothes on. I took a quick shower and put on a black tank top and shorts. The time was 7:30am and I was hungry.
Knock knock.
"Who is it?" I shouted to the person behind the door.
"It's Ryan!" Ryan....where have I heard that name...oh! One of the twins!
"Come in." He opened the door and came in with a tray of food. Just at the right time.
"Thank you." I said as I took the tray from him and set it on my bed. "So, who told you to give me food?" I asked.
"Alpha Raiden. It's been long since we've seen each other though." He said as he took a chair from the desk at the corner of my room.
"Yeah. Very long. How is Ryker? Haven't seen him in a long time." I said as I took a bite from my food.
"He has been with his mate. I found mine recently." He blushed.
"Oh that's very nice. I'm happy for you two and send my regards to Ryker." I said and he nodded his head and left my room. As soon as he left my room, Raiden entered.
"Morning princess." He said as he sat on my bed.
"I didn't tell you to sit" I didn't even look his way and kept eating my food.
"I know but it's my house and I can sit wherever I want to." He smirked and poked my arm. I felt tingles go up the place he touched. I snatched my arm from him and glared at him. I was done with my breakfast now.
"You coming for training today?" He asked as he touched my arm again and I felt the same tingles on my arm and snatched it from him. He chuckled and I glared at him.
"Yes but I'm not trai-" I didn't get to complete my sentence because my phone went off. I looked at Raiden silently sending him a message to leave. He got the message, picked up the tray Ryan brought for me, stood up and left my room.
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I looked at the caller ID and it was private. I knew who was calling immediately.
"Hello Bruce. What's the status?" I said because I knew anytime Bruce calls, it's always about a mission.
"There's been a report on a man called Dwayne Bright. We have collected information on him that he has been transporting illegal goods in containers and shipping them to different countries. He will be at the docks at 7pm today. Find him and stop that container. Goodluck agent Cameron." Bruce hung up the phone and I put my phone in my back pocket.
Maybe I'm gonna train with Raiden to get myself ready.
Why not Jacob or Brian.
Why not Raiden. He's the best.
Mmm someone's catching feelings.
Shut up! I can never have feelings for Raiden or anyone!
Rigghhttt. Come on. Let's go train with Raidennnn.
Ugh! Now I'm arguing with myself. I decided I was not going to train with Raiden but with myself. I went to the gym and trained so hard because lately, I've been slacking with my workouts and trainings. I trained with my guns and knives. I looked at my watch and it was 5pm. I decided to give my guy a call.
"Hello?" He said as he picked up the call.
"I need a car." I said.
"What type? Your type of car?" He asked.
"Yes, my type and don't drop it at my house. I'll text you the address to where you'll drop the car and the time." I hung up the phone and put my phone back in my back pocket. The perks of being an assassin. You'll get so much money for staking your life.
I marched to my room and locked the door. I brought out my bag from underneath the bed and set my guns down on the bed. I arranged my guns and knives. I took silver knives and loaded silver bullets in my guns because I didn't want to take chances like the first time I encountered those stupid drug wolves. I put my mission outfit on and I was ready but the only problem now was how I would leave the pack grounds without them noticing me or smelling me. I knew the perfect person to call for help.
"Hey Darshy." Derek said. Darshy?
"Darshy? Really?"
"Don't blame me. So what's up?" He asked.
"How do you mask your scent in a way that no one will know you were even there?" I asked. I heard him sigh on the other end of the phone and I knew that he knew I was going for a mission. I looked at my watch and it was 6pm.
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"Just spray a lot perfume and no one will recognize your scent." He said and I said a quick thank you and hung up the call. I emptied 3 of my perfume bottles on myself and climbed out through the window very quietly. I threw sleeping gas towards the guards and blocked my nose from inhaling the sleeping gas. The guards passed out and I quickly ran to the location I gave to my guy to drop off the car. I sprayed more perfume on my trail and entered my car and sped off to the docks.
I made it on time because I saw some men loading unfamiliar looking goods into a container and I knew that was the container to stop. I searched for Dwayne Bright and found him. Bruce sent me one of his pictures on my phone that's why I could find him easily. I knocked those men loading the containers out with a dart gun. They passed out and some other men rushed towards them and were looking for the source that did that to them. They can't see me because I was well hidden. I opened one of the containers by mistake and saw it was filled with weapons for the U.S. Army. I saw a rocket launcher and took it because it might be very useful. I looked to see the container of Dwayne empty with no men. I sneaked to the container and put five grenade bombs in it and closed it.
I ran to a safe place and heard the grenade go off. I heard someone shout and I came out of my hiding place and saw Dwayne at a far corner. We locked eyes.
"You will never get away with this! Never!" He shouted as he climbed his helicopter, preparing for a take off. I couldn't let that happen so I brought out the rocket launcher that I took earlier on and took a shot at the helicopter. I saw Dwayne's eyes widen before the helicopter blew up. Everyone in the helicopter died. Once again, no failed mission.
I drove back to The Southpaw Pack but packed the car very far away. I sprayed more perfumes on myself and started walking back to Raiden's house. I was in the woods now and accidentally stepped on a tree branch and it snapped. I saw a man approach me and I panicked.
"Who are you?" The man asked.
"Shh. Just calm down. I'll explain." I said. I couldn't let this man give me up. No one knew I snuck out of the pack or Raiden's house and I can't let them find out because of this man.
"I said who are you?!" His voice was getting louder now. Damn! He should shut up!
"Answer me!" I have to stop this man. I walked towards him and slowly reached down for the silver knife in my boots. I brought it out and hid it behind me.
"Shh. We can sort this out. Just keep quiet." I said. He was trying to talk again but I ran towards him as fast as I could and stabbed him in the heart. I took out the knife and stabbed him again in the heart. I dug up the ground and buried him there.
Phew! I thought I was gonna get caught there. I ran up to Raiden's house and entered my room and locked it. I laid on my bed and drifted off to sleep.
I was doing my regular night patrols and I heard two voices arguing. A female and a male voice. I decided to quietly climb up a tree to get a view of what was happening. I saw Darsh and one of my warriors arguing.
Darsh looked panicked like she didn't want anybody to know where she was. Little does she know I'm up in a tree.
They argued and I saw Darsh leaning down while reaching for something in her boot. I assumed it was a knife because it twinkled under the moon light.
How could my warrior not see she had a goddamn weapon on her. I really need to improve on my security.
Darsh ran up to him and stabbed him in the chest twice and buried him. Wow, she is something else. She has this wall built up. It is surrounding her and one day, I'm gonna break that wall.
I decided to do something with her tomorrow.
This is gonna be fun.
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