Novel & Cerita Blood Battle Blockade Leo

The silence that returned to the cargo hold was heavy, punctuated only by the aggressive, rhythmic pounding of the North Sea waves against the hull. "Leo..." I sobbed, scrambling out from behind the pallets on my hands and knees, my bare feet slipping in the mixture of oil and fresh blood. Leo collapsed onto his knees beside Benjamin’s shivering body, his left hand clamped tightly over his right forearm. The gash was deep, jagged, and weeping uncontrollably, the fabric of his heavy wool coat instantly turning a dark, sodden black. His face was entirely gaunt, his bloodshot eyes fixed on his childhood best friend with a mixture of agony and unyielding contempt.

He set her down on the wide leather sofa, his massive frame instantly coming down over hers, completely blocking out the rest of the world. "Leo, your hand is bleeding," Gia whispered, her fingers reaching up to catch his left wrist as he leaned down. "Let it bleed," Leo muttered, his eyes burning into hers with a raw, explicit hunger that made her pulse jump violently. He didn't let her pull away. He grabbed both of her hands, pinning them flat against the leather cushions above her head, his long fingers interlocking with hers, pressing the damp warmth of his blood right into her palms. It was a dirty, visceral mark of their alliance—a physical manifestation of the contract they had just s

Sheila snapped at the Nadri, she had to get Leo away from this creature before. She saw him move, like a blur and in the blink of an eye, his hand shot forward from behind him and a small blade left his hand, spinning freely in the air until it sliced Leo in his fore arm, just below the shoulder, cutting through his flesh deep enough for blood to pool out. Leo screamed out in pain, Sheila gasped in anger and surprise, the Nadri smirked as the smell of blood hit his nose, he had struck gold, he had found his mixed blood. What luck he had.

His body began to convulse, bones snapping, fur ripping through skin as he shifted. Leo’s own bones cracked in answer, rage burning away the shock. “This ends now, Bayle.” They collided with bone-shaking force, teeth and claws rending flesh, snarls ripping through the air. Bayle fought with ruthless strength, but Leo’s fury turned him into something unstoppable. In one final, savage motion, Leo’s claws punched through Bayle’s chest and tore his heart free. The scream was sharp and broken before his body crumpled to the dirt, lifeless.

He stared into the dark and whispered like a man who speaks to a wound. “They came for you,” he said to Flora, but his voice was for Valen. “Valen sent them. He will pay.” Kiran looked at him with worry that touched the end of his words. “You must not let the fire burn all of us, Leo. But we will fight. We will fight smart.” Leo’s hands shook. He did not promise. He only pressed his palm to his face and let the night hold him for a little while. The hunger for battle was there. The need to protect was there. And under it all, a hollow ache for the life that was gone.

"Explain why you ran out on our wedding to save another woman? Explain why you let every family in Chicago watch me get humiliated?" "Liam took a bullet for me, Jennifer!" Leo's voice cracked. "He died in my arms! His last words weren't 'avenge me.' They were 'take care of my sister.' It's a blood debt. How could I let her die?" My voice trembled as I shot back. "So a blood debt to a dead man means more than your sacred vow to me? To God? You have an army, Leo. You could have sent any one of them. Why you? Why did it have to be you?"

“You’re the most powerful Alpha in the realm, Alpha of the Blood Oak pack, my Alpha, my husband…do you really not recognize your sweet pea anymore?” The man’s eyes snap to hers but there are no emotions in them, they just hold the passive look one would give to a stranger. “Stop wasting your breath woman—” “Shut— up!” Leila cuts Leo off and lunges at him with her claws out, her pain and anger clouding her better sense of reasoning. Before she can reach Leo, the man blocks her and smacks her hard on the chest, sending her to the ground, the impact of his blow making her clutch her chest in pain.

Our fangs bared, ready to tear apart anyone who dared to interfere. Ahead, I spotted Alpha Carlos and Alpha James. I advanced with Lea by my side. Behind us, Leo and Vincent followed closely. At that moment, we locked eyes with Lea's father, who had joined the battle on the enemy’s side. This was unfortunate, as I might have shown him some mercy had he chosen to behave better. He had hurt Lea’s heart just by being here, even though he wasn’t fighting.

"Charge!" The valley exploded into violence. The two armies slammed together with a sound like a mountain collapsing. Leo led the first wave, his smaller stature making him a blur of lethal precision. He slid under the guard of a towering, skeletal warrior, his blade glowing with a spark of his mother’s lunar fire. "For the Moon!" Leo shouted, his voice cracking but firm. He severed the creature’s legs, and as it fell, he didn't look back. "Keep the line! Don't let them break the center!"

Another bullet was fired, shattering the cabinet above me into pieces. "He said you'd be harder to kill," Leo snarled, advancing towards me, steps very slow and methodical. "But then again, he always had a weak spot about you." "Who?!" I yelled, pressing on the wound with a towel. Leo didn't answer. Rather, he just stepped over me—gun still raised—until something solid slammed into the side of his head. CRACK. Leo stumbled, blood oozing from his head. Pandora.