"Elena."I didn't give Henry a glance and continued walking. He stalked me and called my name again. Because of irritation, I threw a dagger at my back without looking."Shit! I almost got hit! What was that for?"I knew he was good enough to dodge that simple attack. He was not Mistress Hera's right hand for nothing. He was also partly my mentor when I was still training way back four years ago."That was for messing my mission, you moron.""Messing your mission? You completed it successfully, so what is the problem?"This time, I stopped and turned to face him. He stood still a foot away, towering over me."You know I like working alone, do you not? I do not need your help. It is my mission, you should have stayed out of the way. If you were bored, you should have searched for someone else you could kill.""I did not mean to provoke you, all right. I was just supposed to watch, but your prey saw me and attacked me. I had no c

I was too dumbfounded to speak.He was the patron? Did he mean he asked for his own death? Worst, he even paid for it!"Are you making a fool out of me?" I asked with my coldest voice. I was very mad already but I could still not free myself from his grip. I was dying to punch him straight to his face. "Who is making a fool out of you?"I gritted my teeth. His eyes went down to my lips when he heard the grinding sound. He then smirked and moved his face closer."A little impatient, are we?""I don't know what game you are playing, but if you want a fight, then let's do that! Stop pinning me on this damn bed!""Why would I? I like it this way. The only first class female assassin in House of Spades, under me... on my bed... in my room.""You are really testing my patience, aren't you?""Hmm...""If it's true you are the patron for this mission, then that means you want to die. Why don't you let me do my job?

"What the heck is this thing?!" I stood and tried to push him to prove a point but it was like pushing a huge granite."A werewolf's band. That is the proof that you are under a contract with me.""You told me nothing about this!" I fired, very ready to attack him."I didn't tell you because I was under the assumption that you already knew since I thought you probably gathered some informations about me and my kind before you went through this mission. Why, did you not?"Yes, I gathered informations about him but I didn't go in details. I never had any idea about this stupid contract thing. I thought our deal is just purely verbal!"Explain to me how this thing works, you mongrel," I said sharply. I was close to reaching for his neck and twisting it. Or maybe I could just make his eyes pop out since I don't have the strength to twist his neck."As what I've said, it is the proof that we both agreed to in a deal, like a contract. However, you

"You should rest for the night now. Elena must be tired," Richard Black finally said. I'm very bored of all the storytelling. "Right. Let's now go, love?" I looked at Rage. This mongrel never really listens. It makes me want to punch him straight to his face right there and then."Dang, I'm jealous. I really need to find my mate soon," Tyler teased.As soon as I stood, Rage's hand was at my waist at once. I breathed, trying get a hold of myself. I should get used to this for the time being."Have a good night, Elena, Rage.""We will, Grandpa," Rage answered and he then led me out of there."Do you really need to hold me all the time?" I asked irritatedly once we were already inside the chamber. "And why do we need to sleep in one chamber? You should have said that we will be needing two!""Keep your voice low, Elena. Someone might hear you."I hissed and gritted my teeth."Look, as what I have told you

"Want to come with us? I promised Tyler to join them on playing football," Rage said after he had given the stuffs we bought to his grandfather. "Why would I? I'm not interested on watching that kind of sport. I would rather stay on the chamber or walk around the forest." "But Aunt Cordelia is expecting you to come. She told me to ask you to go because she wants to get know you more. But..." he hesitated but still continued. "If you don't really want to go, I can just tell her that you are tired..." I sighed. "Fine. I'll come." His face lightened and the ghost of smile on his lips didn't go unnoticed. Later that noon, we went to the wide clearing beyond the forest for the football. Cordelia went too along with several younger women to watch the game. It looks like doing this is somewhat a hobby to them, something usual. I also noticed that all those younger men are friends of Rage. They all consider themselves as "brothers" which I find ridicu