Novel & Cerita Alexander's Sword

Even if they would still respond if the master only used their energy. Rion's sword was named Zephyr. The 'gentle breeze', even though the attack was not anything gentle at all. It was always deadly, but with the minimum wound. This is how Rion could show a little compassion to those who fell as his enemies. A quick, merciful death.

Alpha Nicholas After the shit show that went down between Sophie and that prick and all that business with meeting my mate, I struggled to get myself back into any kind of party mood which made things a nightmare. Add in the wanna-be future Luna's that I had to talk to and I think it's safe to say that the night was a complete right-off. I ended up being introduced to 23 She-Wolves open to chosen mates and not one of them did a thing for me. I don't want my own mate so why the fuck would I want a fake one? "You do want your mate, you're just being a stubborn prick about it!" Storm has been an absolute nightmare and I get it, I do but he's getting too much. "Not gonna stop!" I go to give him

ROSALINE DAVENPORT…. “Why do you want to learn archery all of a sudden?” Alexei asked me in the field where I was trying to hit the target. “It's needed. We should be prepared in every way. I know how to use guns and shooting. And I even know how to use a sword. Only Archery was left to learn.” Alexei gave me a proud look and stood behind me. “Let me teach you.” Saying that he lifted my right arm a little bit. He placed his left hand over mine which was holding the bow.

The noodles I had were worth keeping inside my tummy. “What is it?” I was puzzled when Alexander appeared in front of me. He looked pretty good standing in front of me without a shirt. His abs were basically too much in my eyes. Wait? Are they done already? “Sorry… Am I interrupting something?” I asked him. His look doesn’t look like he just had sex. I think he is still fresh from the bathroom, judging from the water dripping from his rocky body. He surely just got out from the shower. He raised his brows at me.

It was pathetic, watching my twin sister, my other half, unravel over a man who never saw her as anything but a shadow. And the worst part was the fact that she did not realize that he's been using her for a while. It was simple pleasure for him, something and someone that he can control. He did not want her around. “Alpha.” Alexander’s voice cut through the quiet. My second-in-command stood near the door, shoulders straight, eyes wary. He’d seen this before, the calm before I tore something apart. “You know not to bother me when I am in a mood.” “I believe that you need to hear this from me.” He said, looking away from me as he stepped inside.

Sadie nods, but deep down I get this feeling that she won’t let them go scot-free. This time, they don’t waste time. They scramble, and moments later they drag Alec out —beaten, bloodied and barely conscious. He looks half dead. They push him towards Sadie as if afraid to even get near her. She catches him before he can fall and touches his face. “Alec,” she whispers. He tries to focus on her, voice broken, “Sadie…” She kisses him and then lays him gently on the ground and when she stands again, the sword returns to her hand.