The Blackened Blade (The Blackened Blade, #1)

by Isla Davon

All my life I gave up or gave in to others. I was always trying to please anyone who was even a little nice to me. I had hoped that if I did that, I’d receive some of their affection in return. I allowed myself and my worth to mean nothing to others, to be seen as a pushover, to be hit and hurt and laughed at.

To all those who made my life miserable…I wouldn’t be so forgiving. I would fight to be free not just from this prison but from the rules and thoughts of others. I would be me unapologetically.

My four old childhood friends. The ones who left me for Seria. Xander, Kane, Anders, and Knox shift their stance to us, their gazes instantly hardening as they see the scene around us. Then, they walk straight over and place themselves around Seria in a protective stance.

???? they better not be her mates fuck them

A warm smile stretches his lips. “We’ll always be your family and will always protect you, Micai.” I’m yanked from my memory as Kane shifts to the side, reaching for Anders as Knox gets the better of him. And there, in between him and Xander, sits Seria.

has she spelled them or what cause that might be the only way i’ll tolerate these guys being her mates fr

If they loved me like they told me when we were younger, they would never have left me so easily for Seria. They never would have turned away and grown cold. To allow the torment and abuse I suffered at the hands of students in the academy to go on and just watch or walk away from me with ease as if all the years we spent together never existed. Even with Seria’s schemes and sweet words, loyalty and love came hand in hand. If they believed her over me, whom they had known for years, then I couldn’t have meant much to them to begin with.

I feel another icy gaze on me from beside her and am soon met by Xander’s blue eyes glaring me down. A small hand tugs at his side, returning his attention to her. A look of pure adoration and love fills them again quickly as he gazes at her.

oh this bitch HAS spelled them

I was no longer the weak girl they knew.

damn shut up we get it already

“I don't know what crawled up your ass or what broke your little shifter brain into thinking I’d want to be paired with you, but let's be clear...I would rather be alone than spend one minute longer in your presence.” A humourless chuckle leaves my lips. “I think it's been made crystal clear what you all think of me, and any affection we shared is long burned out with all your shit.”

Seria, Xander, Knox, Kane, and Anders aren’t here. If they all weren’t here, then they must be skipping or something.

hmmmmm

If it wasn’t for Annex insisting we come here, we never would have known Morgan was in danger. He’d harped on and on about seeing what ‘Red’ looked like and insisted we come to the dance—even opting out on another fight in the ring for it, which for Annex was big.

OMGGGGG THE OTHERS ARENT HER MATES OK I LIKE THIS

“What do we have here?” They must know shits about to happen ‘cause when they see my face, they both go pale and silent. The little whites of their eyes begin to shake as I close in on them. I look at prick number two's hands, the ones he used to grab Red. Well, they're gonna have to be broken. Who the fuck did he think he was to be touching her in the first place?

NOW THIS IS MORE LIKE IT!!!!!!

“We weren’t–” Anders starts before Seria gently pushes her way beside Xander. Her eyes quickly flicker down Ezra’s front before focusing fully on his face. A slight blush coats her cheeks the longer she stares, and a glint forms in her eyes as her smile widens. “There seems to have been a misunderstanding. Micai is my sister, and the boys are my partners. They’re just very protective.” She brushes a strand of hair behind her ear as Ezra’s smile grows tight, his knuckles going white the longer she stares at him.

SIREN???? WITCH????

“Watching you makes me hungry, Red.” I freeze, my eyes narrowing at his empty plate and back toward my half-eaten steak. I grip my fork and gesture back toward the food queue. “Then go get some.” A wicked smile spreads on his lips. “What I want isn’t on the menu.”

😭😭😭😭😭 LOL

I shift to the side, the beast growling under my skin, almost laughing at me. It's strange, usually he would go on a rampage every other night, calling for blood and carnage. I had to go hunting every two or three nights just to appease his thirst; otherwise, it would consume me. Except lately, he’s been…calm. I can feel him, watching in the background, listening, waiting for something…I just don't know what or why.

Ezra's brows are cinched together, his face wearing a strange expression as his gaze trails up and down me. The longer I stare at him, I notice he now wears lipstick stains on his shirt, his hair is dishevelled, and a new unnaturally sweet scent is mixing with his own. It makes me feel sick the longer I smell it.

oh wtf.

“You want me to be the bad guy because then it makes all the shit you’ve done to me okay. But if I’m going to be treated like the bad guy…” I look around the room, meeting each set of eyes watching me, “I might as well become one.”

A small grin tilts my lips, a strange feeling of almost relief falling over me. “I’m nothing to you–” “Micai—” Knox calls from Morgan's side. My gaze is solely on Xander and his returned cold glare. “The feeling’s mutual.” I take a step towards Xander, his eyes widening slightly with the proximity. “So, when you see me…don’t even look my way.” I peer at the other sets of eyes on me, making sure they know I mean every word. “Let's stop pretending like we ever really knew each other.”

“Micai, you look…” Her eyes trail down my dress, and her jaw stiffens slightly. “...Really pretty.” Her gaze flickers from Annex to Ezra. “Who are your–” “Pretty?” Annex’s eyes narrow toward Seria, a demented, incredulous look slashed across his face. “She’s fucking breath-taking.” His grip on my hip tightens, pulling me into his side as he glares at a speechless Seria. I have to school the grin trying to spread on my lips with her look of surprise. I don’t think anyone’s ever been so outright hostile toward her. “You don’t need to know us, and we sure as fuck don’t care about you and your fucking shoes.” He bares his teeth, “The next time you act like some thick clutz, I’ll cut your fucking feet off.”

BSJSJSJSJDJ IM DYINGGGGGG

“I remember warning you before…” I push the blade a little closer to his neck, a small cut forming on his skin as a few gasps sound around me. “Not to start shit with me.” “Micai–” Knox shouts, his voice a little shaky as Anders echoes him. “Gut him, Red.” Annex grins, coming up behind me. “If you don’t, I fucking will.”

omggggg i want him