The heavy silver battleaxe cleaved through the air with a terrifying, metallic hum, aiming directly for my neck.
King Thorne had stopped his attempt to take me captive. He stopped trying to restrict my abilities. In his paranoid, tyrannical madness he discovered that a Luna bound to his three heirs would become an unbeatable weapon against his entire reign. He wanted me dead.
Kaelen intercepted the blade before it could reach my skin.
My eldest stepbrother fought without weapons. He relied on his physical strength. He lunged forward, catching the thick wooden handle of the axe mid-swing. The impact force of the impact destroyed the marble floor under Kaelen's boots but he remained standing. His icy blue eyes blazed with feral gold while his fangs descended completely as he resisted his
