Victor Blake Novels & Stories

This wasn’t just an attack—it was a message. “She’s gone,” he whispered. Ravik’s voice echoed in his mind. Find her. Hunt them down. Tear them apart. But who? Who had dared to abduct his Luna? His thoughts immediately went to Valerian. That snake had been too quiet lately. His movements unpredictable, his mind unreadable. It wouldn’t be beyond him to use something this underhanded. But Alexandro had no proof. And accusing Valerian without evidence would plunge the two packs into a war neither was ready for.

Viktor said stopping me. “Send the men to search the area for him, I’ll try to see if I can find anything on camera” I said and he nodded. Viktor walked out of the room just as Blake entered. His eyes meeting mine for a second before they landed on my hand, more specifically, the engagement ring. He didn’t say a word to comment, but I could already read his expression “spill your words, Blake” “You’re marrying a Pakhan that you almost put in jail at least a dozen times”

“Then stop pretending to care about ‘family.’ Try saving your own head this time instead of disappearing. If that’s all, you’re free to leave. Bianca?” He turned to me as if asking if I had anything to say. I shook my head. I had no intention of getting pulled into their mess. I didn’t even get involved with mine. “I know you’re after the Broker,” Victor said, his voice low and loaded. “I know everything.” What the… “You don’t know shit,” Rob snapped.

“How is this possible? I saw it with my own eyes. The baby was wrapped in Leo’s blanket...” Suddenly, his pupils shrank. Gritting his teeth, he charged toward me. “Nina! Did you already know that wasn’t Leo? Why didn’t you say anything?” I clenched my fist and punched him hard in the face. “So what if it wasn’t Leo? That was still a life!” David clutched his eye socket, panic filling his gaze. “If it wasn’t Leo, then who was it? Who was it...” All at once, his eyes locked on Ariel.

Little did we know that the confrontation with Blake was only the beginning of a much larger battle that awaited us. Professor, visibly concerned, emphasized that Blake had indeed seen him. Derick, trying to downplay the significance, reassured Professor that even if Blake had seen him, he wouldn't recognize him. However, Professor revealed that he and Blake had a history, explaining that he had once used a chemical to attack Blake's rogues, sparking a deep-seated vendetta between them. Now that Blake had seen him, Professor believed that revenge was at the forefront of Blake's mind.

I said. "Yes," he said. "Which means they're not someone from the operational layer. They're someone from Victor's personal circle." He paused. "Someone Victor trusted completely." "How many people did Victor trust completely," I said. "Based on everything we know," Levi said. "Almost nobody." He paused. "Except—" He stopped. "What," I said. "It's probably nothing," he said. "Say it," I said. "Ryan Blake," he said. "Victor's right hand. We assumed he ran after Victor's capture. We found no trace of him." He paused. "What if he didn't run."

Henry's POV I closed my eyes shut as I anticipated that painful moment when my head would fly off my neck but then... “Unhand him," I heard a voice say causing the men to stop. I opened my eyes and I saw the men looking all scared and afraid. What is causing them to act this way? My eyes slowly landed on the man who had spoken and my eyes dilated in shock. Victor Blade! The most notorious and dangerous assassin ever, who is known for hunting fellow werewolves and other supernatural creatures like vampires and witches. What is he doing here? Is he perhaps the same assassin at the alley? Is he also after the bounty??!

" I just agree and go fast to the ground floor before I betray myself. We sit and eat, and my eyes run to Blake every now and then. He is not at all restrained, but looking at me quite obviously. I signal to his eyes that he stops, to which he replies with a silly smile. Just a little movement of his lips and I am totally out of my mind. Victor key on his cell phone Blake spoke to him. "Do you have a mistress so you are so occupied in front of a woman Victor just raised an eyebrow and looked at his brother? I guess so assesses whether he is kidding.

my lycan, Black, says to me. Willing to take the risk, I continue what I was doing, letting Amara know I'll be right back. Amara groans an “ok” out of her mouth. Walking into my office, I take a seat and dial Victor’s number. The phone rings only twice before he answers, his voice gruff and impatient. I don’t think anyone has ever answered a phone so quickly. "Hello. I mean, Prince Blake. We need your help," victor blurts out.

"That's between you and Victor. All I know is that my wife was harassed. If she hadn't knocked your brother unconscious, this would be more than just breaking a leg." Blake's voice was commanding and intimidating. The Chadwicks froze and felt a chill creeping up from their feet up to their heads. Indeed, if Yasmin had really been assaulted by Hector, the consequences would've been disastrous. Gabriel guessed Blake's intention and said, "Mr. Ford, you can rest assured that we'll handle Victor ourselves. After all, he put my brother in this situation, so we won't let him off." At this, Blake's lips curled up slightly.