Kaede Execution Novels & Stories

I jump when my phone goes off, letting me know there is a text message. (I hope I didn’t wake you up. - Kaden) (No, I just woke up, though. Where are you? - Me) (I am sorry little sprite, but I had to attend a meeting that I was not able to postpone. Ben was able to reschedule everything else but this meeting. Believe me; I hated leaving you there this morning. I should be home in a couple of hours. Is there anything that you would like me to bring you? - Kaden)

"We witnessed Kade attempting a forbidden ritual. We saw him prepare to sacrifice one of our own. He is guilty of crimes against the pack." "What should be done?" Rylan asked. His eyes stayed on Kade. I could tell he asked that question for diplomatic sake. The elders murmured among themselves. I could see them communicating with looks and subtle gestures, coming to agreement without needing to speak it aloud. After a moment, Corvus stepped forward again. "Execution," he said. The word was absolute. "For crimes against the pack, for attempted murder, for sorcery of the forbidden kind. Kade will be executed."

Ace rolled his stunning hazel eyes, "I obviously was just fucking with him. To drive my point home, though, every few weeks I had someone deliver boxes of chocolate and flowers to his eldest daughter. It was a reminder that if he fucked with me then I'd fuck with him." "Well then, that explains this," Jericho mused, "we can't get rid of one and leave the other because it would be a loose end." "The cub's right," Gunnar confirmed, "if we leave one alive with the information they have, it won't take them long to figure out we were behind the murder. We've got to wipe them both out without it looking suspicious. You've done a lot of stupid things, Ace, but this has to take the fucking cake. For

“Let her have it. She did well.” Kade, barely standing after the exhaustion of tether-breaking, lingered a few steps behind Alessia, eyes lowered, shoulders taut. Seventeen years old, but worn by nine years of forced sleep, corruption, and suppressed power. Alessia noticed the tremor in his right hand. “Kade,” she said, turning to him, “sit before you drop dead." Kade blinked. “I’m fine.” “No, you’re not,” she replied. Kael crossed his arms. “Sit. Or I put you there.”