Blade Of Athena Novels & Stories

The chain was revealed to be attached to his giant naked blade, and he spun his weapon around like a heavy pendulum on a rope. "Great, now he has a weapon." Minos remarked, before letting loose another arrow. Nymgos's chain and blade easily knocked the projectile off its course. He spun his weapon a few more times and tossed it towards Minos and Rei who both managed to dodge out of the way. The blade scraped along the tiled roof top, sending sparks in all directions. The big drow yanked on the chain and swung it to the side, sending the blade towards Otheric.

Darius pierced a dagger straight through the heart of Assorthan, ending his life. "Thea" Amber rushed forward and helped her up. "Are you alright?" Amber asked checking Thea for any visible injuries. "I am fine. Darius caught me before I could fall" Thea said. Darius got up from the ground as well. He hugged Thea tightly to him. Assorthan's body turned in to ashes right in front of everyone. Thea took a step back when everyone was observing the ashes of Assorthan. They formed a circle around dead Assorthan.

Around him, his team worked in perfect synchrony, the rhythmic beeping of the monitors a constant reminder of the fragile life in their hands. Within minutes, he reached the sternum, the thick, protective bone that shielded the heart and lungs. “Sternal saw," he instructed, and the nurse promptly handed over the buzzing tool. The sharp whir of the rotating blade filled the operating room, slicing through the bone with mechanical efficiency. The sound was harsh, grating, a noise that could easily make an untrained observer uneasy, but in this setting, it was routine. No one flinched, no one hesitated. The team remained steadfast in their roles, each person focused on the intricate dance of sa

she cackled. Side-eyeing her I hissed as I pulled the long blade out of my flesh. “You're a dead bitch, mark my words,” I asserted and tossed the bloody knife onto the straw. “Sure, Athena, whatever you want to believe, goodbye FOREVER and tell your mother hello for me,” she quipped harshly then turned and left me. I cringed hearing the door slam behind her and put pressure on my wound that was soaking the ground where I sat. “Can you fix me, Bria,” I wheezed out to my wolf.

The strings followed next, adding soft, haunting notes. With each beat, the magic around Althea pulsed stronger. The wind blades swirled faster, the water blade glimmered like liquid moonlight, and the flame blade curved through the air like a living ribbon. The ice blade left faint trails of frost that shimmered briefly before vanishing. She moved with perfect control, her expression serene, completely lost in the flow of it. Every motion was fluid, yet carried a strength that made even the most seasoned warriors stare in awe.

‘Our beta is the best. She is so strong!’. She moves her defense up, as my dad now starts to rain blows on her. It looks brutal to see such a huge man raining blows on a woman. Even if it is Athena, who I know can take a punch. She is the strongest woman I have ever known. He is raining blow after blow, while Athena continues to dodge and protect her vital points. She should never have let him come this close though. He is brutal up close. And he isn’t going to relent.

I felt her slipping farther from my reality. Two more knives materialized out of thin air and cut me good. My surrounding men had all fled or been hit with knives. The man before me was formidable he wouldn't allow stray bullets to ring out and cause panick or pin us to a chaotic scene. "Shields please." I started to panick as the blood began slipping from my body. I felt my heartbeat slow to a loud thump as my head went light and the dizziness claimed my perception. I pleaded, "You and I were best friends Reece, we were brothers. How'd you let a woman come between us? She was mine first, I got her first."

“And you just stood there and watched her bleed? Since when did you become such a monster who doesn’t care about others?” My mother took Athena in her hands and lifted her up the ground, it was not a shock seeing as she was one of the best fighters the pack has ever produced over the years. She was still just as strong as she was years ago. Athena had fallen unconscious and my mother’s personal maid was sent to summon the pack doctor.

When she finally turned to face me, her expression was close to sadness. “She’s weak, Zephyr. Dangerously so.” Athena looked tiny and weak, her dark eyelashes resting on her pale skin. Something inside me twisted. I stepped closer, looking down at her. She was breathing weakly, and her face was pale against the white sheets. The bruises on her arms and neck, which I hadn't seen before, stood out clearly on her delicate skin. My fingers curled into fists at my sides. “She’s malnourished,” Veylana continued. "Very dehydrated. And..." Veylana paused, looking at Athena before turning back to me.

Not while our Alpha's mate was still breathing, would we retire softly into the night. Each blow in the fight was a frantic attempt to survive against an opponent who appeared to be beyond the laws of nature. But Athena's blade, singing as it smashed against demonic flesh, was a lighthouse in the midst of hell. From Sienna's point of view, I watched with twisted pleasure as my creatures ripped through Sebastian's pack like a hot knife through butter. The idiot had played into my hands, his conceit oblivious to the full scope of my influence. And now I was enjoying his agony as he hung suspended inside my barrier, his life essence gradually evaporating. This wonderful moment of retaliation wa