Kade Book Novels & Stories

The next morning, Kade showed up at my cabin just as the sun was breaking through the clouds. His expression was unreadable, half serious, half something softer I wasn’t used to seeing. “We’re going into the forest,” he said. “I’m going to teach you how to move through pack territory without drawing attention.” I blinked. “Why?” “Because you need to understand their world if you want to survive in it. If you want to be part of this.” We moved in silence at first, the trees closing around us like they were alive, watching our every step. Kade pointed out scents, sounds, signs hidden in the underbrush, things I never noticed before.

ARIA “What are you doing?” I lifted my face, dropping the compact powder back on the vanity. I turned to face him. Kade stood by the door in a well-tailored suit, hands tucked into his pockets. He looked as ravishing as always. “I’m not sure I understand you.” “Adrian Parker is in the chess room.” I squinted. Where was he going with this? I turned back to the mirror, finishing my makeup. I dragged the sharp red lipstick across my lips and pressed them together.

KADE My father once told me a story of a magical village in the Scottish Highlands named Brigadoon. It remained unchanged and invisible to the outside world except for one special day every hundred years. Only on that day could the village be seen by outsiders. I never realized that was how my life was before I met Elle. I was a good Alpha, but the core of my being – the true inner-workings of Kade the man – was hidden away and invisible to everyone, which included myself. I never realized how incomplete and frozen I was. I never realized what I was missing.

“It’s about this girl who discovers she’s part of this ancient bloodline nobody knew existed, and she has to figure out who she can trust while everyone around her is lying to her. It’s got this whole slow burn romance woven through it too, and the writing is just…” I stopped myself, realizing I’d been rambling for almost a full minute. Kade was watching me with an expression I couldn’t really understand. I didn’t know if it was a good thing or a bad thing. “You know so much about this stuff.” I felt my cheeks warm. “I read. A lot.” “I can tell.” He smiled, setting the book down gently. “It’s kind of amazing, actually. The way your whole face lights up when you talk about it.”

KADE KADE Kade had killed before. Twice. The first time, he was eleven. He attempted to help an Unfortunate escape by sneaking up on an unsuspecting moderator and stabbing him in the throat. The moderator died, but three others were watching from a tower Kade didn't see. They shot his Unfortunate friend, Caleb, and dragged Kade, kicking and screaming, back to his father. As punishment, Michael locked Kade in a sweltering tin shed for days.

"Like someone stabbed me. I felt it here." The bond. The bond he rejected. Jace stumbles over, bleeding but alive. "Kade-" Kade doesn't look at him. His eyes are only on my bleeding shoulder. "You left my territory," he says to me, voice shaking with rage and something else. Fear. "I told you to leave. I told you safe was not with me. Look what happened the second you left!" "You told your warriors not to follow me!" I shoot back, crying now. "And they disobeyed me! Because of YOU!" He finally touches me - gently, so gently for hands that just ripped throats out - and presses his palm over my wound. His hand is burning hot. "Why did you have to be human? Why did you have to be breakable?"

Racheal walked slowly toward the private chamber at the rear of the packhouse, where the Omega had said Kade was waiting. Each step felt like dragging chains. Her wolf bristled with nerves and anticipation—conflicted, coiled, restless. She paused at the door, hand hovering above the handle. Breathe. Be strong. Don’t let him see you break. She stepped in. Alpha Kade stood by the tall windows, his broad frame cloaked in shadows. He hadn’t removed his coat—still covered in forest dirt, like he’d come straight from the cliff and refused to stop moving. His silver eyes flicked toward her, unreadable.

Kade Kade spends most of the day outside—splitting wood like it owes him money, fixing the porch rail that’s been loose for years, clearing brush like a damn man on a mission. Sweat dripping down his neck, arms flexing with every fuckin’ swing. Anything to outrun the thoughts clawing at his skull. Aria. Her soft hum in the kitchen. That kiss. The way she looked in his flannel. The sound of her laugh through the goddamn window.

“You need to stop crushing my chest, Kade,” I choked out, a low, thick growl rumbling deep within my throat as I wrapped my arms completely around his massive shoulders. My fingers dug into the heavy tactical leather covering his spine, pulling him closer into my space until our ribs compressed. The raw, primal heat of his dominant wolf rolled off his skin in waves, instantly invading my senses and overriding the lingering fear that had frozen my muscles only moments ago. For half a winter cycle, my hands had been completely empty of his touch, forced to survive on nothing but distant memories while he ran silent border patrols across the frozen expanses of Abakon Yellow. Unlike Malakai and

She thought it was the entrance to the Heavens, but when she reached for the light, she felt herself being pulled through a fiery inferno, and when she came to, Kade was cradling her head, murmuring to her softly over and over again how much he loved her. Kade had told me he was mourning the loss of Nevaeh when he felt a darkness sweep over the Earth. The darkness that surrounded him was ice-cold, and its touches felt like the grim reaper had come to collect the souls promised to him. Kade said he felt the darkness engulfing him, but then a pure voice called to him, beckoning him to jump off a ledge away from the darkness. Kade told me he almost didn't listen to the voice; having lost Nevaeh