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SHADOWS WITHIN

AVA is a dangerous killer with a troubled past. She grew up in the Assassins' gang, where she learned everything she knows about seduction and murder. AVA is very good at what she does, and her knife has never missed its mark. AVA is not perfect, though. She can't get rid of her past, so she always looks over her shoulder because she's afraid of getting caught. When Alpha Storm, the head of the most conservative pack, gives AVA the job of killing him, she knows it will be her most dangerous mission yet. Storm is a strong Alpha who is not easy to trick. But AVA is set on finishing her task, no matter what it takes. She will use her looks, her wits, and her ability to kill to attract Storm and get close enough to him to kill him. But as AVA gets to know Storm, she starts to wonder why she is doing what she is doing. He's not the monster she thought he was, and she starts to wonder if she can really kill him. AVA will have to choose whether to follow her heart or her orders in the end. Will AVA's evil lead her to kill Storm? Or will she be able to make things right and save him from her own darkness?

Christabella_Clara · Fantasy
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85 Chs

CHAPTER 45

Willow's lips twisted ominously together.

She answered, "Well, come in then," and she moved aside to open the door for me. I wondered what I had gotten myself into as I entered her room. This might not have been such a brilliant idea after all.

Her bedroom was plain. Simple furnishings with a preference for light blue. Her covers were a pale blue. She owned a fluffy, pale blue creature. Her rug had a pale blue color. After me, she closed the door. The blue color engulfed me and made me feel uneasy. Like me, she had a window that looked out onto the yard.

"I was informed of your incident with the witches. Good or bad? I gave her a sharp look as she questioned

Then I deadpanned, "Alive.

Willow moved over to sit on her bed and continued, "Everyone here thinks you're a witch. Her black tunic was covered with a shawl that fell from her shoulders down to her calves.

The question, "What do you think?" was my inquiry.

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