The Alpha's Assassin Bride

5

      I got off the plane with my Nike black bag all stuffed with my weapons, the bag was a bit heavy making me pull myself more harder.

       The bag strapped to my back as I took the stairs down, Tokyo looks all freezing and busy, billboards were all over which I couldn’t read but I felt overwhelmed.

        People moving helter-skelter had mufflers and tick dark socks, some were by the roadside taking coffee, I felt I needed one but I got a bigger coffee to tend to, my intention became crystal clear. Bringing my notice to my cell phone, It was 8:03 pm, I switched my SIM and quickly dialed Ronald's number.

        “Hello black widow”

         “I just arrived in Tokyo, I am on my way to the clubhouse, endeavor to keep to time, you should be here before 9:00pm. I ended the call in anticipation and positivity.

   I boarded a taxi to the clubhouse studying around and noticed a hotel very close by, I felt rejuvenated by joy, It would be stressful to be close by, all perfect, I exclaimed!

   I went to the receptionist to book a room, the receptionist looked good and young. He was dressed in black and white and tucked in well. His smile was a plethora, He passed me a card number 0039 and said “Enjoy your stay Ma.” Offering more smiles I wanted to ignore.

  I walked through the first floor, my room was on the left hand side of the big building. I inserted the key and unlocked the door. The room…

   The room had a king-size bed very close to the window facing the northeast of the room, I knew I could be cold, the room felt cheerful, white walled, the couch looks large and comfortable, I loved the less interior nature of the room, lofty but rather dim and airless. I felt tired and throw my bag to the couch walking into the bathroom to soak myself in the tub, travelling does take a lot from me.

  I was soaked and calm, as a giddy wave of exhaustion shuddered through my core, almost distracted in comfort, I reached out to my cell phone, it is 8:42pm. I got out of the tub as if burnt, wrapping the towel around my torso I went to my black Nike bag and brought out my red silky dress, I could see any man loving my curves and body in it.

 I decided to go with the red lipstick which screams hotness, then it was just remaining my hair, I was stuck with either to tie it in a ponytail or let it fall down my shoulders, either way; he was hot and cute.

  After much consideration, I went ahead with letting the hair loose and wearing my black shoes, I was set and complete. I went out of the room, locking the door behind me as I head straight to the RB clubhouse.

  I arrived there at 9:05 pm to see Ronald was waiting for me when he saw me a smile escaped his lips. Roland is my human friend who I helped in taking revenge on his uncle who murdered his parents to access their company shares, until now, he had been a good working partner, I always anticipate a sense of security with him around.

      “Charlotte, sorry I meant black widow.” He sounded apologetic.

      “I said feel free to address me anyhow you want, just don’t mention my name in the middle of a mission,” we both chocked on our smiles.

      “Then, Charlotte it is, how was your flight?” he asked?

      “Hardly such thing’s time. Did you bring it along?” He nodded and dragged me to a corner around, opening the bag he brought along with him, he handed a shotgun and a thigh strap where I can strap the gun, he then, handed me a Bluetooth and told me to wear it on my left ear. “Keep me updated on anything you see,” I said, making sure my voice sounded authoritative.

   I handed him a file with the picture and details of the target.

      “Holy s**t!” He exclaimed. “Is he in the Mafia? Like, does he belong to a mafia family?” he asked me and I shook my head.

      “The same question I asked myself when I saw it,” I told him honestly.

      “Damn! This is going to be a tough one to handle” he said and I nodded, “wait a minute, why is that all your clients ain’t like a regular normal human?” he asked me.

      “I don’t understand.”

       “They are either werewolves, vampires, witches or wizards, and lots more, I haven’t heard you kill a human once.” He explained.

       “Humans are weakling and I can’t waste my precious time killing humans except they are hunters.”

      “Like a werewolf hunter?”

      “Yeah exactly” I answered, nodding my head.

     “So this guy is a werewolf and an alpha, we are to tail him, find an opening and then kill him. If we are to do it in the club it will raise an alarm.” His brows furrowed to show how worried he was.

     “I wasn’t planning on killing him in the club. I just want to see him and monitor him, know about his movement and then get him to be alone before taking him out.” I carefully laid out my plan to him, my eyes still glued to the picture.

     “Wow, can an alpha be alone without his beta?”

     “No,” I told him.

      “I was meaning to ask if you are a Beta then what happened to your alpha? Ain’t you meant to be protecting him?” He questioned.

      “I never got the chance to meet him, I was kidnapped from my home when I was four,” I told him, first telling someone the truth about myself and still felt unsecured.

     “I am sorry about that,” he said with a sad expression on his face.

     “I’m not as weak as you may think,” I pushed all thoughts from my mind. I reminded him of the dangers ahead and who our target is. “Keep me updated,” I repeated.

      “Copy that,” said Ronald. As he turned to the club and studied it, the club was a VIP one, with we’ll trained bouncers and the only way to get in is if your name was on their tag.

  The clubhouse looked impregnated from my stand, it looked smoke-filled with dim blue lights all around, but something was bizarre, there was something like a tunnel at the end of the building and Kyoto University hospital on the other side of the clubhouse, I wondered. I may be in here if the mission fails, taking a deep breath, I felt a sudden rush of optimism and hope, let’s do this.

      “So how do we pass those lovely guys there?” He said pointing to them. “Do we need to knock them out or what?”

       “We ain’t going to do that.”

        “Then how do we get in? Any backdoor or through the windows that are unsealed?”

        “Nope through the front door.”

        “What now, but how?” He asked.

       “I got a pass, my name is on the VIP list. So no need to panic, Man.” I told him, registering a smirk on my face.

       “Damn! I love you and the people you are working for.” He grinned.

       “Well, if my name is not on the list I bet they can recognize a popular face like yourself and let us in, CEO of GIGs company, the largest company in Tokyo,” I said giving him a wink.

       “I knew there must be a reason you wanted me to come. Anyways, are you ready?” I gave an affirmation.

       “Then I have to call my boys, you go in ahead of me, we don’t want people to know we came together.”

        “Yeah, you are right, tell your boys to be our eyes and ears,” I told him before placing a kiss on his forehead, “take care of yourself,” I asked him—no, demanded, from there I head to the club.

  The huge door was heavily guarded by bouncers, one of which said “Stay where you are and identify yourself.”

       “Name?”

       “Charlotte Harper,” I told him and I could hear him typing tones writing my name, thanks to the werewolf hearing aid, then he searched on the name before giving me a quick smile.

       “Welcome Miss, in a welcoming tone, he said opening the door as I walked majestically into the clubhouse.

The place was packed filled with Asians and few whites and black people. It was really a VIP clubhouse, it was well organized and spacious that I couldn’t help but marvel at the sight of it all.

       ‘Come on Charlotte let's focus on finding our target and not be swayed by our environment' I told myself, and began to carefully look around, where could he be?

         “Hey, Charlotte I am in,” Ronald said through the Bluetooth in my ear.

         “Good, keep your eyes on the target,” I told him.

         “Okay, see you soon.” He said disconnecting.

  I walked slowly while scanning the place. From the first floor to the second floor and to the last floor where I felt a mistake was already at hand, could the information be wrong? Or my target knows of my presence? No! He can’t possibly be this too good, my mind argued.

  I was lost in thoughts when I thought I could need a drink to calm my nerves, in the absence of my target, I may feel better taking one or two.

         “Can I have a mixture of your best drink?” I told the bartender with a smile on my face and he nodded.

   I love the taste of alcohol but thanks to being a bloody werewolf I won’t be able to get drunk except I lace or with wolfbane and now isn’t the time to get drunk, I am on a mission.

         “Here you go, miss.” The bartender said and I winked at him before taking the drink from him.

        “Stop flirting with the human boy, Charlotte,” Ronald said and I smiled.

       “Are you jealous?”

        “I am, you are mine alone,” he said and I giggled.

        “We can only be f**k buddies, I am only betrothed to one and that’s my mate,” I told him and he mumbled something which I couldn’t help it but to laugh and the bartender looked at me, The pretty boy was wondering why I burst in such laughter or who I was talking to and I showed him the earphones, pointing to him that I was on call and he nodded his head smiling back to me.

         “Fvck, Black, our target just arrived.” Ronald’s voice filled my ears, startling me with his sudden outburst.

         “Where is he?” I asked him.

         “At the entrance.” He said and I turned my gaze to the entrance of the door.

   There he was, dressed in a tuxedo with the inner clothe unbuttoned to his stomach, I could see his board rigid chest.

Damn if he wasn’t my target I would have been under the covers with him and having fun with him but he was meant to be killed and one rule, no playing with targets.

   How on earth will a cute guy like this be having an enemy that wants him dead, what could be his crime? I care less, black widow is here to finish you, My mind said over and over.

    My gaze followed him as he shared pleasantries with some unknown characters, and heading to the second floor, I quickly gulp down my drinks before tailing him, masking my pheromone so that I won’t be spotted.

    I watched him carefully as he was giving a lap dance by the strippers while talking to the person beside him which I assumed was his Beta.

    I tried blocking the music to eavesdrop on the conversation he was having with the beta, but the music was lovely to the ears and strong even with my hearing aid.

    I finally got to track on their conversation hearing only “book a flight tonight, we leave after midnight to Canada, we got to tend to something of paramount importance there. His beta asked “what time?”

         “2am.”

   I quickly brought my phone to text my employer

           ‘Book a flight for two people.’ I typed via message and the response once came through.

          ‘To where?’

          ‘Canada. The plane leaves by 2am and I need to be on the same plane as my target.’ I sent back the message.

         ‘On it’ the receiver replied.

         “Ronald we are going to Canada tonight. If you don’t want to live in my house, you can look for where to stay.”

        “I have houses all over the country because I have companies all over the world, but if you want me to come live you, who am I to refuse?” He said. “But why are we leaving?” he asked me.

         “Because they are going back to their hometown and that’s where we can trail them properly and end it there,” I explained.

    Ronald said, “You can go first I’ll be right behind you.”

         “Are you preoccupied? perhaps you may cancel and continue with your company, I can understand if Yes.”

         “I love your job, it helps me to protect my company and get trained by you, so I’m on it, Got to go I have calls to make.” Catch ya later.

    my phone buzzed and I opened the text message.

          ‘Done, we were able to locate the flight they are going to use, they will be flying in first class. We booked the two first classes for you. You will get your ticket at the airport, someone will give it to you.’ The text read and I smiled.

   I am glad he was in Canada with me, I can go on a full force on him.