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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 62

I instantly stopped moving when I felt Storm's lips touch my neck. When he kissed the region on my neck that would eventually bear a mark, I was as limp as a vegetable.

the area that would soon be identified.

Storm shifted his hands. To keep me steady, place one on my right hip and the other on the opposite side of my neck. As he continued to kiss my neck, I closed my eyes and let out a small groan. It was pleasant. It was a great feeling. My stomach also started to pulse with another sensation.

I didn't regain consciousness until Storm's canines' tips touched my increasingly sensitive neck as they had now descended.

Actually, he intended to mark me.

I pushed the words out of my mouth as I continued to stand there limp: "Storm, stop!"

The storm persisted.

When I started crying, his dogs had just barely scraped my skin.

Whimpering and a pleading, "Storm, please stop," were heard.