FROM WOLVES TO DEMONS. YOU ARE MY DEMON(ALSO KNOWN AS MY ASSASIN LOVE)

MY ASSASSIN LOVE DOESN'T WANT ME AS HIS MATE CHAPTER 7

Lance gave out a chuckle and took hold of my hand as quickly as possible, He swung me over till I landed in a chair. I watched in amazement as Lance started to throw chairs at the black wolf. Was that Blade? Lance was laughing frantically while dodging the giant wolf and throwing wine glasses and other objects at the wolf.

"Come on big brother! Fight me!" Lance said lunging for the wolf while still in human form. The wolf lunged for him as well sending Lance down on the ground. The struggled rolling on the floor. Lance was pretty strong for his human size. People from all over the club evacuated and started to scream in terror. I think it was quite funny actually since I was not running in fear. I stayed and watched in amazement. Blade switched into his human form leaping away from Lance. He jumped on top of a string of lights. He ran across them throwing daggers as he ran. Lance leapt from place to place dodging them. I could tell he was getting fed up and just wanted to fight him.

Lance grabbed the bottles of beer and other drinks and started to throw them at each of the lights sending them bolting into electric sparks. He was throwing them at each end trying to trap Blade. Blade then leapt down from the string of lights and landed safely on the ground. He smiled and ran towards Lance. Lance was prepared though and took out a pocket knife.

"Oh brother, you fail to surprise me." Lance said coming for Blade, I was shocked to see not a single person was in the club now.

"You want a fight, I'll give you one." Blade was now coming and his knife clanked against Lances. They moved around swiftly. Not one of them getting cut. I watched Lance move and flip across several pillars in the club. He dodged Blade and came at him as swiftly as ever. Blade came and knocked him off guard. He was now over Lance who had fallen slightly. He thought he had won till Lance kicked him in the crotch. I tried not to laugh, but Blade kind of deserved it. I mean he came in the club trying to smash it, and for what? Lance leaned down and stabbed his brother in the ribs. Reality had set in with me, and I gasped. Lance looked at me, and smiled. I clenched my fist and  tried to move, but I was so paralyzed with emotion I couldnt. He then stabbed Blade again in the back and I screamed.

Motion took a hold of me then and I went to Blade. I was at his side and I looked furiously at Lance. He kicked Blade, and a blast of smoke came up. Lance snickered and leaned down to pick me up. I looked at what was left on the floor to find another person who was not Blade, and a note in his pocket.

"You can't hide from me." Lance said taking the note. He didn't open it, but instead sent it in flames in the palm of his hands. I was shocked. He wasn't a normal wolf shifter. He was something far different. Far more dangerous.

"Lance what aren't you telling me?" He was hiding things, but then again wasn't Blade?

"Sweet heart? This man isn't Blade, and he was trying to kill, and poison you by using your mates face."

"Why?" I asked.

"You are the princess, you are the alpha daughter of the territory, why wouldn't anyone not want to kill you, and you have the power." He sighed and kicked the dead body on the ground.

"I am just a target."

"Not just that sweet heart. You are much more." He leaned down and moved a piece of hair from my face. His green eyes shined, and showed compassion. I also fealt fire and ice flow through my veins at his touch. It fealt right and wrong.

Lance took me home that night, and I instantly went upstairs to my room. I left Lance to consult with Blade about what happened. I heard arguing. Lance wants to Blade to let him have the power, Blade refuses and says to keep oath to my brother. Lance laughs and threatens him. It was a never ending chaos of words and thrusts to the wall. Blade was my mate, but he didn't want me. Lance wasn't a normal shifter, but he made me feel great and he also wanted my power. I then heard a knock on the door, it was Blade. I shifted under the covers and pretended like I was sleeping. He probably knew I wasn't and sighed. He came in any way. He sat at the edge of the bed and I could hear the scraping of clothes against skin. What was happening? My heart sped up. What was going to happen? I cluthched my chest. I was only wearing a camisole and some sweat pants. I was so nervous.