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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+
Not enough ratings
230 Chs

CHAPTER 60: Questionable Mark!

"So, you are telling me that you sneaked into Crown Prince's room to hide until dawn?"

While the old lady was helping Noah scrub his back in the shabby bathhouse allotted for the servants, she inquired in a hoarse voice, holding a shocked grimace.

Sitting down on a small wooden stool, Noah quietly nodded his head in response. Wearing thin trousers, his bare upper body was shivering with the cold breeze that wafted inside the bath-house through a broken window pane.

It was already close to midnight but he had no other choice apart from taking that old lady's help in getting a bath at that late hour. That smelly ox-blood stains were getting difficult to scrub from his body which somehow creeped him out.

Just when he nodded, the old lady frowned her brows and landed a big smack with her hand over his bare white back shoulder. The hit was so loud and sudden that Noah flinched in shock and squirmed with pain as he complained, "W-What the hell? W-Why did you h-hit me, Madam—"