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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 132: Where Is Xanthus?

[FLASHBACK: 20 years ago]

Frightening thunder flashes lit up the entire ambiance as well as huge masses of ash clouds thickly covered up the murky afternoon sky.

The little grasses and bushy shrubs along with the giant trees covering the castle yard seemed refreshed and greeny under the intense rainfall, however, it spread a mysterious glum aura around the entire Merciful castle. It seemed like an ordinary rainy day but something didn't seem to be the case.

Little Melissa, around 9 years old, carefully clenched the hem of her red gown vehicle walking towards the greeny yard and harbored an anxious look on her small face.

While she tried to be careful about not to get the dress drenched in rain, a royal guard who seemed to belong to the Red Moon pack was escorting her with an umbrella.

After a brief pause, he spoke in a concerned tone, "Milady, you should go back inside. Your father, Alpha Raven, might get furious if he learns you have stepped outside in this turbulent rain."