Legend Of The Northern Blade Romane & Geschichten

"Johnny, I think I've made myself very clear. There's no way we'll ever be together again. You can also forget about ever becoming Alpha again, too." At Zack's command, someone dragged the disheveled Johnny out. Later, I heard a Rogue appeared in the northern forest, searching for Amy every day. He would mutter, "It's all that woman's fault! I'll make her pay for this!" After our great Alpha lost everything, all he could do was pin all the blame on a woman. But honestly, I just didn't care anymore. After that, my life was wonderful. Zack treated me very well, with a love I had never known in my past life. Soon enough, I was carrying his pup.

"I was just joking. I wanted you to hug me." The way he looked at me. I knew he didn't believe me a single bit. Roman pulled the knife. He was looking at it intensely. "Lycan." He called. We both turned to him.. "This is a special message blade. From the Northmoon pack." I froze hearing him. "What do they want?" I thought. "Why will they send you such?" Cassian asked. He turned to me. "Do you know anyone from the Northmoon pack?" I looked away ignoring him.

Slowly, he pulled the blade from its sheath and brought it toward my face. I closed my eyes and held my breath. Relax, Lila. He's not going to kill you with it... I repeated to myself before cautiously opening my eyes again to stare at the most intimidating blade I had ever seen. It looked incredibly heavy, as though it carried the weight of an anchor. I wasn't even sure I could lift it with both hands. "Do you want to know why this blade is called the Blade of Poison?" he asked, raising it into the air to admire it.

Projected to reach zero within days. Cain rose from the stone table and unbuckled his blade, laying it down. He spent the entire afternoon checking every route leading to the tomb and clearing the remaining anti-blood legion outposts along the edge of the ice plains. His hand lifted from the blade hilt and brushed across the surface of the scabbard. Exactly the same motion he made before every fight—brushing that nick. "The northern border is fully cleared. The blizzard on the ice plains will pause for a quarter hour just before dawn tomorrow. Just enough time for everyone to reach the tomb entrance simultaneously."

We thought we had killed them all. Rivers of blood soaked the ground and flowed between the trees in the forest south of Scarlet Moon. Torn and broken bodies littered our path as we retreated to the safety of the only pack Sebastian trusted with those most precious to him. We limped through the gates, bloody and battle weary after taking on at least five men a piece. Unbeknownst to us at the time, one man survived, Blue Blade, named for the unique and deadly weapon he wields. He is the one who sends rogues to the border, taunting me, letting me know he is still out there, waiting for me to blink so he can strike.

This old blade, stained with blood that had fused with the metal, emanated a chilling killing intent, evoking the brutality and bloodshed of the past. Seeing Kiran's interest in the blade, Lilian explained, "This blade is a trophy from the battle at Belleford Mountain, where Sect Leader Axel Yanes defeated the top master of Sunland." Hearing that it was Axel Yanes' trophy, Kiran felt a deep respect. "During that battle, Sect Leader Yanes summoned the dragon spirit of Belleford Mountain to slay his opponent," Lilian added somberly. "This blade has killed many of our people, and despite being here for years, it remains tainted with evil."

“Dear Lelanna I want you to have this blade, I know you’ll appreciate its beauty and will treasure it the way it deserves. This Blade actually belonged to my Great grandfather, he made it himself after his first battle and it has been passed down through generations. It now belongs to me but i couldnt help but see it in your hands instead every time i looked at it. So now it belongs to you.. All my love Layton xx”

DAWN POV It was over! Good God, it was finally over. I had a full claim over Blade Inc. My mother’s legacy; that was left to her by her parents and ancestors before them. A dynasty that carried the blood and sweat of all the Blades. And it was all thanks to the world’s most badass woman I have ever known.

BLADE. “But your mate is a strong one,” Lucy added as she smiled warmly before pointing at me. “And you... are her best talisman. You’re keeping Althea strong, Blade. So never underestimate your part in this fight.” “We got this. We have each other.” Stone added, and I nodded my head. “I can shield the whole territory, but I need your blood. Put her to bed, and I can take your blood after.” Patrea said. “No. Take now. I don’t want to leave her alone tonight.”