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My Mate Is A Contract Killer

MY MATE IS A CONTRACT KILLER His name is Christopher Elijah William. Alpha of Red Moon Stone, the most fearsome pack among wolves. He is known for his cruelty, ruthlessness, rudeness, and most importantly for his maniac ways of torture. But he always craves for a mate who is fearsome and has all qualities of being the Luna. Her name is Annie Walters. She is living a simple ordinary life. Working in a very small firm as a typewriter. Average looks, always wear glasses, an Introvert and wear granny type clothes. But she has other personalities too. The personality no one knows about. Being an orphan made it easy for her to conceal her other personality from others very easy. What happens when these two come face to face? What will Christopher do when he knows that he gets a weak human as a mate? What will Annie do when she will get her new job as Christopher Elijah William’s new Secretary? ******************************************************************************************************************************************** ** SNEAK PEAK ** “Sir, Please Let me go” Annie whispered yelling at his new boss who is standing so close to her that he almost invades his private space. Christopher near his face towards her neck and inhales deeply. Taking in her scent while securing her shoulder in his hands. He balls his fists and then looks into her eyes. Then he distances himself from her breathing heavily. “Get Out” he shouts. Annie hurried towards the door and was about to open it when he suddenly grabs her waist from behind.

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Chapter 31 The Villa

Point of view: Annie

I sit at my desk and start to do work. Christopher has yet to arrive. But my mind is in turmoil. I am having intuition that something is going to happen but I don't know if it would be either bad or good.

The moment I came from his house yesterday. I am a mess. I keep thinking about how they know about my mother. I was very young when they died, but I have their picture which I saved with me without getting anyone's notice.

It is a rule in our organization to cut off all the ties from our origin before joining the organization. I also did. But I could not throw this picture. This picture was taken on my birthday. I don't remember anything but all I know is that some friends of my parents used to come who were very close to them. And according to Mr. Anderson, it was those friends who killed my parents and they were werewolves. I also would have died if…