Lion's Blade Task Force Novels & Stories

I leaned back against my seat, "It's not easy to take down two powerful men at a go all by yourself." "This person came prepared Orian." Nexus leaned over, "And this person is powerful. A murder carried out with a 3-bladed knife, you know what that means." What it meant was that even I was a suspect as well as Nexus and all the high-ranking officials not excluding members of the council. Three blades knife is meant to destroy and cause serious damage, a weapon only possessed by people like us and they were to be used only in the case of war.

On arrival at the Blue Moon Pack, I took a notice to their Alpha, Lincoln, who had twenty wolves behind him as backup, claws out, snarling at their rival, Blackfang Pack. And Across the dry creek, Alpha Ren of Blackfang Pack had thirty wolves, his face grinning, like this was a show to him. Between them stood three dead pups and Two warriors. And me. Alone. No armor. No guards. I had them stay close to the convoy outside. Just a black Henley and the King’s ring of authority. “Enforcer,” Lincoln growled. “This Beast crossed the line. He killed our own and We want blood, we want justice.”

“Fine. Get me five names by this afternoon and we’ll approach them. As for the female assets, we need a selection of our she-wolves who fit the demographic. We can always dye hair, but natural blondes would be better. Right age range, right skill set.” “What about Larkin?” Blake asks. His voice is quiet, but it cuts through the room. Pearson’s head snaps around to stare at my second. Henderson, however, is already nodding. The others just look confused. “Don’t think I haven’t considered that, but she’s—” “She’s not a Task Force member,” Pearson interrupts, outrage clear in his tone. “Who is Larkin?” Grady asks, looking between them. “She’s the most impressive warrior I’ve ever seen,” Blake s

Briella gave a thumbs up and said, "You really know how to handle things. No wonder the family suggested I come to you." "Oh, you flatter me." Lional was bursting with joy inside, but he pretended to be modest. By successfully accomplishing this task, the Whales would owe him a favor. Whether it was in terms of monetary compensation or future returns, he would not be disappointed. Lional glanced at Woody and snorted, "Once Ghost Blade arrives, your good days will be completely over!" Woody murmured, "Let me give you some advice–doing this won't benefit you at all. While there's still a chance to turn back, don't go down the wrong path with certain people."

Blade was forced to kneel before us, his face a mix of defiance and fear. Rion turned to me, his expression serious. “I’ll get the truth out of him, Jas. I swear it.” I nodded, feeling a flicker of hope in my chest. Blade had betrayed us once, but maybe he could be of some use now. “Thank you, Rion,” I said quietly. “I just want my son back.” “And we'll get him back,” he assured me, turning his attention back to Blade. “We’re also going to invade the Rain Forest Pack tomorrow. There’s a chance Isla might have gone there, thinking we wouldn’t search a place that obvious.”

------------- Xander POV After seeing a call from Lilly, I immediately excused myself from the party. “Yeah,” “Sir the task has been completed and as you suspected one of the men was spies from the blades, but he has been killed off.” “Leo blade never changes huh, well, since everything has been done, you guys should appear at the party soon, it better to avoid suspicion.”! Said. “Will do sir,” Lilly responded and then ended the call. Daniel then came towards me “Hey Xander, is there a problem with the mission ?” Daniel asked. “Not at all, the mission has been completed, and they should be on their way soon,” I responded.

Blade's menacing glare. “Luna is dead, and Loki is seriously wounded... it's time for a new leader to run this pack.” Blake announced as she moved closer to Mr. Blade, standing by his side. “And my first order, all three traitors should be sent to ‘The night’ to be tortured before the execution date, which will be the next full moon!”

We drove like a sharp knife into the disorganized pack. I led the charge, each slash of my blades finding a feral's throat. I was no longer the Elena bound by emotion. I was the Council's "Moonblade," the terminator of the curse. Liam's sacrifice had created an opening. I was going to turn it into a victory. Thirty minutes later, the last feral wolf fell. We were covered in blood, but we were all still standing. In the distance, the Alliance rescue transport flashed its signal lights. Ryan came to my side and looked toward Liam's cold body at the manor gate.