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BLADE 2. He forced his tongue into my mouth and pinned my two hands roughly on the bed. He doesn't allow me move. I wiggled my body but he ended up hitting my boobs with his palm. The pain sent the wrong sensation down my pussy. It throbbed shamelessly. He stopped kissing me and before I knew it, I landed a slap on his cheek which I regret doing. His demeanor changed instantly. I presume it didn't sit well with him.

I rushed towards it, taking it into my hands. As I held it in my hands, I felt a surge of determination. This time, I wouldn't hesitate. The Alpha King had pushed me to my limit, and I would do whatever it took to ensure he could never hurt me again. The blade became my silent companion, a symbol of my newfound resolve. I immediately hid it within the layers of clothing that I had on and started to the Alpha King's chambers, my back prickling with sweat.

“You Blades are good at keeping secrets. Why don’t you tell your judges how you killed our innocent women after they gave birth to your children?” Caddaric knew he had to stop this. This was a Blade secret and now, things were turning against his family. In all things, he would still protect his family. He gazed at Casper but the man showed helplessness for the first time. If they ended the event just like that, It would mean that indeed, the Blades were not innocent in the whole catastrophe. The only thing Caddaric could do was ask them for proof.

No, that was madness. But the hum, it was still there. I felt it in my palms, up my arms, down into my gut. Like it wasn’t over. Like the blade wasn’t done. I pressed the flat against my chest, right through the leather of my tunic. Cold. Too cold. My breath caught. “Stop,” I muttered, shaking my head. “This isn’t-” The rest of the sentence died in my throat. Because gods help me, I pushed harder. Until the chill bit into my skin. Until I could almost pretend the steel was part of me.

Blasting it open might risk me losing it and killing everyone. Inside, Michael clutched his wound, his lips pale. "I can't hold on. Please, stop the bleeding. I know where Lauren's kidneys went." My pulse spiked. I crouched beside him, the scalpel glinting. "Where?" Before he could answer, Robert's voice boomed from outside. "Michael, don't run your mouth and tank the hospital's reputation. We'll get you out." I pressed the blade against Michael's abdomen. "Bleed out now or later?"

He had a smirk on his face. "Excellent." He turned around and handed me the blade. I took it with shaky hands and unsheathed it. As I stared at the blade, I could see my reflection in it. It was beautiful yet, so sinister. I put the knife to my palm and looked at Councilor Zeph. He was waiting for me to do what he asked. I took a deep breath and closed my eyes. It was now or never. I ran the blade into the skin of my palm and made a clean cut. The blood oozed from the incision and dropped on the ground. It was terribly painful and then, I felt an intense gripping pain shoot through my body. I dropped the knife and fell to the ground clutching my hand and I saw the veins of my and slowly begi

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Blade’s POV I woke up groaning in pain as the first thing I felt was a twinge in the lower part of my back. Then the next bundle of pain came right after from my forehead and when I reached out to it, I felt a bandage around my head. The door opened and although my sight was quite blurry, I could still make out the image of Camila. She had a good scent and was in a different outfit which was a good sign that things were getting better.

Blade materialized a few feet away and both Luka and Jude came to a stop confused. Headlong I ran at them without thinking and walloped Luka in the gut. He doubled over in pain and Jude hesitated for a second deciding whether to help him or chase after me. That second of hesitation gave me the leverage I needed and I ran towards the house my chest burning from a need for air. Blade materialized just a few feet behind as I knew he would and I forced myself to not look back as I dashed up the driveway. One giant leap in my second of madness landed me at the door and I threw it open and flew inside. It slammed loudly hiding me from Blade and his rage and I heard him curse loudly as he came to a

Yoel's eyes blazed with intensity as he bellowed. Whoosh! In a flash, his wrist flicked in a blur, his blade's movements a whirlwind of shadows that coalesced into a spectral blade, its presence icy and lethal. The phantom blade whirled with an almost magical speed, cutting through the combined assault of the five attackers with ease. It tore through their defenses, leaving a deep, terrifying slash on each of them. The elder from the Calnan family hesitated for just a moment before he crumpled to the ground, his body gruesomely split in two, blood gushing out like a fountain.