Novel & Cerita Blade: Trinity Hannibal King

"The Head Elder himself. Thomas Aldridge. Murderer. Traitor. And Kieran Nightshade's puppet for the past three years." The chamber exploded into chaos.

"Please," Abby begged from the floor, clutching his broken arm. "We were just greedy, Alpha! Forgive us!" "I don't forgive," I said coldly. I didn't give them another second. I snapped Cassian's neck with a quick kick, then pulled my blade and cut Abby down before he could scream again. Blood pooled on the floor. "Clean this mess up," I ordered Jonathan, wiping my hands on a cloth from a nearby table. "The event is over."

It can’t be. I quickly pull out my phone and type in Naomi Hope Reyes. And the image shows up. It’s my mother standing next to another man, who looks older, and he has her eyes and nose with thick brows and dark hair. But what catches my attention is the other man who has his arm draped over her shoulder. Roman Dunne. I close my eyes, then blink. I’m the heir to the third and second most powerful packs. Did Archie know that this? What was his endgame?

*** 02 | T H E B E G I N N I N G OF A N E W L I F E *** The clink of sharp weapons interlocking can be heard from the backyard of the residence of Sir Damien Blackheart. The noble-class vampire in the kingdom of Trinity Kingdom. And the older brother of Michelle Joanne Gibbons. Michelle, the girl who was fast asleep a while ago, has now woken up, slowly changing her position from lying down to sitting, rubbing her eyes while trying to regain her sleeping consciousness.

I looked around and I saw that strange king that kept looking at me during the conference. Oh God... This it it. I'm finally dead. Sir Blade has succeeded in sending me to an early grave. I stopped infront of the king and cleared my throat. "Good evening...father" * *

"I'm afraid their leader may have something against our Luna. We got word that he may......" Xander growled, he hates anyone trying to harm our Luna and Hazel, his mate. "He may what?" I yelled, I was getting frustrated with the whole situation. "This guy you're talking about Blake... he better not lay a hand on my Luna and Hazel, or I will rip his head off in one single bite... no one threatens our mate." Xander sneered. He pranced around angrily, growling. "He may be seeking for revenge sir." "These..... so called undercover leeches he sent..... are they aware we know about them Alpha? It could be dangerous if they find out we have allies inside their camp. They may-"

Alpha Blade stood off to the side and keeping his tight fists by his side watched as Princess Xana kept her eyes on King Nathaniel even after he had gotten lost in the stunning female now in his arms. Blade could see the longing in Xana’s eyes and knew that she wanted that, even with her trickery concerning the King she wanted to feel loved, she wanted someone to look at her like she was the only one that existed.

“And they’re not the only ones planning. I am too.” She stared at me, her expression tightening further—fear and worry written all over her face. “This isn’t the same,” she said quickly, stepping closer. “Whatever Adrian’s father is planning… it’s bigger. It’s not just about the duel anymore. The… the King might be involved.” That made me pause. “The Lycan King?” I asked, my brows pulling slightly. She nodded. I let out a short scoff, shaking my head. “They wouldn’t dare,” I said flatly. “They’d be dead before they even tried anything like that.”

she said pointing to the two feet between barry and herself Barry looked up with wide eyes “absolutely not familiar i am the kings right hand if there is a problem and my king orders it it is my job to pick you up and take you to safety i cannot do that if you don’t trust me” barry said falling on both knees this time “choose a punishment that will help bridge the trust i have shattered please”

Leo’s voice crackled through the static in my ear, a dying gasp of a connection. “Elena... get... out... The Director... fail-safe... harvest...” The line went dead. The bug wasn't just a sensor. It was a homing beacon. By killing the drone and the internal bug, I’d triggered the one thing I couldn't outrun. I stood in the center of the dark nursery, carrying a child that was currently beating with my enemy’s heart, while the Syndicate’s silent harvesters began their descent on the Morton estate. I reached into my hair and pulled out the Phantom Blade. The titanium needle was a cold, solid promise in the dark.