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Transmigrated As My Crazy Alpha's Assassin! [BL]

[MATURE CONTENT ALERT] “You are like a dagger stuck deep into my heart…and I feel like I might die if I remove you apart, my little lamb!” … What possibly worst can happen when an ordinary man with aichmophobia gets transmigrated to the ancient time into a body of an assassin? Living his ordinary life was always fulfilling for Noah, but his life takes a fatal twist when he faces a grave betrayal, that leads him to transmigrate into an unknown scary world, even worse in the body of a deadly assassin, Sheoran! The only vision he retained in the last few moments of his own world was the gaze of a dazzling golden pair of eyes that swallowed him whole! Crown Prince Xanthus, the mightiest true blood Alpha was always admired by his entire pack. But, beneath his drop-dead enchanting charm, cold heart, and crazy bloodthirst, he suppressed an innocent soul that was broken and butchered with pain! But his whole world turns upside down when he confronts Sheoran, an assassin who shivers at the sight of a knife! What happens when unpredictable destiny brings two polar opposite hearts together, omitting the boundaries of their inevitable existence? Can two wounded souls embrace the warmth of their yearning love? Will they survive deadly turmoils across their path or the fatal love will exist as a forbidden obsession bordering on insanity? >>>> (Don't forget to check the review section where I am leaving eye candies for you all. The cover strictly belongs to me and designed by my beautiful artist: @Bea_Cortez

ShadowPrincess96 · LGBT+
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230 Chs

Chapter 142: Skeptical!

Aldrin flinched hard when Xanthus emphasized his name in front of everyone, which served as a curt warning. Before he could lift his anxious gaze at him, Xanthus turned his face around, to avert a dark gaze towards the other ministers.

"If anyone dares to mention a single word about what was discussed here today before any other royal member, the very next day, his head will be hung on the flagpole outside the castle gate. And consider it as my last warning."

Xanthus proclaimed his menacing threat while leading his gaze back upon Aldrin. A small scornful smirk curved his lips when he addressed him, "Especially you, Prime Minister Aldrin, engrave my words in your mind. Your head won't serve as a good display on the flagpole, neither I wish to behead such a capable minister of our royalty."

That kind of sarcastic taunt winced other ministers but it led to a dark expression falling upon Aldrin's face.