Why Does Blade Hate Dan Heng Novels & Stories

Clearly, he didn’t want to wait to see if the moon confirmed our connection. My last and worst mistake, Blade. I was already 18 when we met, so I knew we weren’t mates, but damn, was I drawn to him like fire. He said he was an investor; he gave dad more money than he could ever dream of; funding his research at the hospital. My dad threw himself into his work since my mom died, and I loved spending time with Blade. Our love was like a fairy-tale, or at least I thought it was, until, like the monster he was, blew up my world. I didn’t know he was a fucking hunter. He was going to sell dad to the highest bidder unless he paid him back. A million dollars, a million fucking dollars. Where in the

The legacy? 'Forget irrelevant things,' Blade snapped, his energy pulsing with barely restrained frustration. He had always hated those rules, grumbled about them constantly, saying they were outdated and unfair. 'And what about Lillian?' I argued. 'Didn’t we both agree she would make a damn fine Luna? That she could make us happy?' There was a short pause before Blade growled low. 'She might’ve made a good Luna, but she was never ours, I am sure she would understand. Now, either talk to him or leave all the talking to me.’

“I would love to give out an explanation. I may not know what situation you’re in but darling… I’m good at guessing and plotting. I did not drag you back here for a mere punishment or torture for what you’ve done, it’s simply because you are the destined Luna of this pack.” Silence blocked my throat for minutes, my eyes lowered and shut tightly. “Even if that means you may lose your life? If you continue to keep a blade by your side, I want to know if you’re willing to take the risks and possibilities.” Diego cleared his throat and his hands behind me dropped down to my waist. “I’ve been keeping a deadly weapon by my side all my life. I don’t care if that blade bears the greatest acceptable

Blade threw another stone into the water, but this time it didn’t feel playful. His arm around me was tighter than before, like he was holding something fragile he was afraid to lose. “You remember when I told you I loved someone” Blade said slowly. “But she got claimed by someone more powerful than me?” I blinked. “Yes I remember.” My voice came out softer than I expected. Blade didn’t look at me immediately. He picked up a small stone, rolled it between his fingers, then threw it far into the lake.

Meanwhile, Damian, who had been listening to everything on the side, suddenly looked up and said, "You didn't even spare a baby who was barely three months old? You're such a bastard!" Blade's eyes turned cold. He pointed at Damian and said, "I'm going to stab your mouth before I kill you!" With that, a powerful force suddenly erupted from Blade's body. He bent his arm and immediately charged toward Damian like a military tank, planning to attack him with his elbow. Damian remained unfazed. A faint sneer appeared on his lips. Then, he thrust his palms forward and pushed hard. A gust of wind arose, the air rippling and whistling around his palms.

“Then maybe I’ll finally get to see what he looks like when he breaks.” The door opened then, and Spade stood there, his face like carved stone as he looked down at the ground. He didn’t look at Diana, just said, “Dan, Blade needs you downstairs.” Dan didn’t move for a few seconds. Then he leaned closer to Diana, his breath cold against her ear. “You’ll see him soon,” he said quietly. “Let’s hope he’s still the same man when you do.” He left without another word, the sound of his footsteps fading into silence.

The councilman was breathing hard now as I stared at him. “You motherfucker!” He yelled. “It stings like hell.” “Do you want to know why?” I asked with a smile on my face. He didn’t answer so I went ahead anyway. “This blade was made of silver,” I replied. The council gasped and they all turned to stare at Dane. I turned to him but he watched me with a plain expression on his face. I was distraught by this. I stared at him for a second longer and I could swear that he smiled at me.