BOUND TO MY TARGET: THE ALPHA’S CAPTIVE ASSASSINUpdated at Aug 22, 2026, 10:26
The job sounded easy enough: sneak into the Midnight Pack, act like a scared little Omega, and drive a silver blade into the Lycan King's chest. Isabella’s a legend the Midnight Huntress. She never botched a contract. Not once. But the second she crossed into his territory, fate had other ideas. She ran right into the King himself. She barely touched him. One inhale his scent, all dark cedar and dangerous musk hit her like a punch to the gut. The mate bond roared to life inside her, almost bringing her famed assassin façade crumbling to the ground. Now Alexander Midnight, the King, isn’t buying her helpless act for a second. His Lycan side goes wild every time she’s near, but his human instincts scream “danger.” He’s all paranoia and barely contained hunger as he locks her away in his penthouse, refusing to let her out of his sight. He pins her down, voice rough in her ear: “You think you can fool me on my own turf, little wolf? From now on, you sleep in my bed. You belong to me.” So Isabella’s stuck ankle-deep in a game where lust and hate blur together and nothing’s safe, least of all her heart. Night after night, she fights him, using passion as both weapon and shield, hiding her mission in every moan and every lie. But Alexander’s not just strong he’s relentless. Every possessive caress melts another piece of her armor. The closer she gets to finishing the job, the more secrets she uncovers. The Midnight Pack isn’t what it seems. The web of lies gets tighter, and suddenly, killing the King isn’t the only thing that matters anymore. Does she have it in her to kill the man who’s become both her obsession and her greatest threat? Or will the Midnight Huntress finally surrender to the Alpha who already owns her body and maybe, her soul?