Soltó un pesado suspiro que había retenido desde que leyó la última línea. Se pasó las manos por el rostro en un intento de despejarse. "Tengo un manuscrito real en mis manos" Se dijo a sí mismo. "Una libreta de un soldado kazajo que peleaba por la URSS" "¿Cómo es que nadie se ha dado cuenta?"

Alex always imagined meeting his mate and falling for him hard and fast. He imagined his mate being nice and gentle. But when he finally met his mate he relised that none of those wishes were coming true. His mate was a cold hearted alpha who doesn't care if he up and died. Or so he thought....

A bored prince meets an assassin seeking revenge.