After I had turned my back on the little princess, I spent the rest of my time desperately trying to forget her.
I would not let the little green eye'd beauty cause my downfall.
I had built some semblance of a life for myself after finally leaving my old one behind. It was a life filled with murder, but it was a life I excelled at.
I was hours away on the outskirts of another kingdom when I had received news of the first three attacks.
The Adair Kingdom had suffered an attack, leaving three bodies behind. What was unsettling was the fact that each body was located closer and closer to the Adair mansion.
"Someone else is hunting our mate." Hades growled in my head.
"We will find out what we can. Purely for her safety." I replied.
I wouldn't have been able to resist if I tried. The moment her green eyes met my own and the sparks seared my nerves, I knew I would no longer be able to kill her.
I had been raised to see the mate-bond as optional. A romantic partner was purely needed for some form of power or benefit. If the partner provided nothing, they would be tossed to the side.
Never in my life had I thought I deserved a mate. I had committed far too many atrocities. I felt as though Arabella Adair had some horrible curse on her head, one that paired her with the likes of me.
I found myself in yet another bar, the moon hung in the sky for a few hours now but the bar was nearly deserted.
I stared down at the number on my phone, a number I had called thousands of times throughout the years.
As always, they picked up on the first ring.
"Thanatos, I assumed you would be focusing on your latest task." The deep and raspy voice called out on the other end.
I never had the luxury of knowing the people I contacted, nor would I want to. Secrets only put a target on your head. Staying ignorant helped you stay alive.
I spoke low, sending well-placed anger into my words. "Other's have been set to this task as well, have they not?"
Obviously the mark on Princess Arabella Adair had been opened to all, bringing in the inept idiots who played at assassins.
Anyone in need of money could easily attempt to take on the task.
"They have. The reward is much to high to keep it exclusive." The raspy voice replied.
A low growl slipped through my lips, "You do realize others are making a mess of things."
"I am well aware of that. However, I am sure the renowned Thanatos will succeed nonetheless." The voice quipped on the other end.
The man was right, I would succeed. Little did he know, I had no intention of killing the little Princess. Hades would never allow it, nor would I after learning she was our mate.
"This will take much more planning." I growled, "Do you have anything else in the mean time?"
The voice was silent for a few moments, "I do. Not nearly as much money, but this target is also of importance."
"Give me a name." I growled.
"August Halifax." The raspy voice replied.
"Halifax?" Hades questioned, "Another Royal?"
"They are up to their games again." I grimaced.
My past required me to be quite knowledgeable of the Royal's and I was extremely familiar with the games they enjoyed playing.
Some secrets here, a favor there, a little assassination to speed things up.
It was a never ending game of power, and those who lost always died.
"I will see what I can do." I left my response open ended.
Killing a Royal was risky in itself. There would always be those seeking the truth, those who supported the individual marked.
I had made an exception for Princess Arabella, the payment had been much too high to refuse.
One look into her emerald eyes had me questioning many things.
If I had met her before I left my past behind, would things be different?
"As always, we expect great things from you Thanatos." The raspy voice replied, and I hung up the phone.
"We cannot get involved in their games." Hades warned me, "Not again."
Hades was correct after all, but that didn't stop me from venturing to the Halifax Kingdom.
There was high chance I would be able to easily blend in. I had no intentions of killing the Halifax Royal, but additional information would certainly be useful.
Some part of me wanted to know if the person who ordered the hit was the same individual who ordered the hit on Princess Arabella Adair.
I was in the Halifax Kingdom for only a day when I received news from the Adair Kingdom.
The attacks were clearly worrying the King, a man smart enough to see there was a hit on his daughters life.
The King was looking for a suitable bodyguard for the little Princess.
"A bodyguard," Hades mused. "We would be the best for to protect the little Princess."
"You are right." I reluctantly agreed.
I knew once I had agreed with Hades, I would no longer be able to keep myself from the Princess.
I traveled back to the Adair Kingdom in haste, the target August Halifax long forgotten.
It was rather strenuous gaining an audience with the King. Countless searches, interrogations and sets of questions until I looked the aging man in the face.
The Princess had not gotten her looks from her father, that was clear. She was the spitting image of her mother, with her emerald eyes and raven colored hair.
Hades and I stood silently as the waves of power rolling from the King washed over us. It was clear how and why he ruled the largest Kingdom in Lycan history.
His people respected, feared, and loved him. A feat that was difficult to obtain.
One look and I could tell the King did not participate in the game all Royal's participated in. This was both a surprise and a grave error.
Ignoring the game never suited a Royal well. The game was cruel and unfair, but if you were smart enough you could possibly gain the upper hand.
"He will remember the old ways." Hades murmured in my head, "He will know who we are."
"It is too late to turn back." I replied, "The Princess must be protected."
"What name do you go by now, Thanatos?" The King watched me warily, his silver eyes glinting with knowledge.
"Viktor." My reply was short and to the point.
"Viktor." The King paused, "Fitting."
"I thought so as well." I nodded.
The King paused for a few moments, "I am aware it was you who first accepted the hit on my daughter. Tell me why I shouldn't kill you where you stand?"
The Alpha King's power was deafening, and I matched it with my own.
"Speak to my wolf." I nodded, allowing Hades to reach out in my mind.
Letting another speak to your wolf was something that took many years of training.
Wolves were to be trusted. They did not lie, nor did they participate in the same game Royal's often did. Wolves were straight to the point.
"Do not speak of our encounter with his late wife." I informed Hades.
The room was silent for many minutes, the King's eyes remaining on my own as he spoke to Hades.
"My daughter.." The King was at a loss for words. "Is mated to you?"
I pressed my lips in a thin line. I hadn't anticipated Hades mentioning that bit.
"Now you know I could never hurt her." I growled, grimacing at the protectiveness in my words.
The King eyed me differently and let out a tired sigh. While he didn't participate in the games Royal's played, they seemed to be wearing on him.
"She will suspect nothing." I assured the King, slipping a pair of dark gloves onto my hands.
The King did something I had not expected, "You do not know my daughter." He let out a humorless chuckle, "She will find out eventually."
"Then she will do so without my aid." I replied.
The Alpha King paused for a moment, "She does not know of the old ways, but there are some here who may remember. It would be prudent for you to cover your face."
I nodded, "I'll do what I must."
The King turned to me and stared into my eyes, "If any harm comes to my daughter I will carve any trace of you from history, Viktor."
I accepted his threat, while Hades bristled. "No harm will come to your daughter."