Blade: Trinity Hannibal King Novels & Stories

Bellona spoke, her voice quivered with fear. "I'm Nimue" The old lady said "What's your name, little girl" "My name is Bellona." "Who killed your parents?" Nimue asked. "The Alpha of the blood moon pack." Bellona said without hesitation. "Do you know his name?" "Alpha Nathan, his wife, and his son Zephyr" Bellona said with a serious tone, bitterness laced in her tone. "Good" Nimue muttered and smiled knowingly to herself. Her plan was coming together.

It was deep but had a tone to it I didn’t understand. Rhein smiled at him, warm and maybe one of the few genuine smiles of his. “Good afternoon Dylan. This is my soon to be wife, Lucia and the queen of this kingdom. Lucia this is Dylan, my brother.”

he said before walking with the king and the royal warrior beside him towards the dungeon. “I heard your Luna woke up? Is she better?” Asked Titus stiffly to Alpha Blake as they walked towards the basement, he knew that the man beside him was the father of his mate so had to behave a little differently towards him. Alpha Blake who had known the king and knew of his king’s harsh and rigid nature, just smiled in understanding of the effort his daughter’s mate was making “Yes, he was surprised that Sabrina was also injured and is currently in his room, although her condition is still weak” He replied with a weak sigh while shaking his head.

He said and this time the man shut his mouth. "Everyone. Don’t, I repeat, don't underestimate and don’t degrade our Luna. Being human is not a weakness and Blaze has already waited for long for his mate. So if he knew Luna can't lead, he wouldn't have brought him here. Trust in your Alpha because it’s his job to run the pack, not yours. Dismissed". Trist huffed in annoyance. Everyone left the hall for a while because they surely were scared of a fuming Beta Trist.

Felt everything. For fuck’s sake… have they really forgotten who I am? I am Lycan King Abraham Namtaru, a name sealed in power and given by Zubat. Every time I see my old name, Harry Xavier, etched on the magic blade, rage boils in me. That name was weakness. It died when I rose. I do not speak often, but when I do, the world listens… or burns. Ruler of the Lycan Kingdom. Alpha of Alphas. Every wolf that prowls this earth lives and dies by my will. Their fate is mine to decide.