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They started young, each with a survival skill honed to absolute perfection. Kade was the prime executioner, an expert on ironwood weapons, a cold-blooded torturer and tracker. Although all three of them were trained to hunt rogues, Kade made the slaughter look like art. When I first started hanging out with them, I always wondered why Malakai or Zuberi would always use Kade to threaten their pack rivals until I heard the story of how he singlehandedly eradicated a subordinate rogue family for disrespecting his alpha sire. After that, no one else dared growl at the three bosses unless they wanted their whole bloodline dead. Kade was said to be seventeen at the time and used his Moonrise Gath

She was worse than the last time I saw her. “I’m letting her go,” Klaus said. My head snapped towards him. His face gave nothing away. Nothing to tell me if this was a trap. But I didn’t care at the moment. I stepped towards her, but he held me back, pinning me against his chest. “First, she gets her dose of Actoine,” he said quietly, tightening his grip on my waist. “And here is how this works: if for any reason Kade doesn’t get his antidote, she doesn’t get hers either.”

The room fell silent. “No?” the elder repeated sharply. “They tried to execute her.” “I know,” Kael said. “And that is exactly why we will not become them.” He straightened, resting his hands against the table. “If we replace their tyranny with ours, nothing truly changes. The structure remains. Only the names shift.” A growl rippled through the chamber, frustration simmering beneath restraint. “They will strike back,” another advisor warned. “If we don’t end them now—”

Hearing her speak again made my stomach twist, but I kept my hands perfectly steady on my weapon. "David is currently occupying a refrigerated drawer at the county morgue," Kade answered in a deadly, quiet voice. Complete silence echoed through the small speaker. Svetlana instantly recognized the deep voice of her former husband, and she completely stopped speaking. "He took a single bullet to the back of the head," Kade continued, speaking very slowly and deliberately. "Your execution team was highly efficient, but they failed to search his uniform thoroughly. They missed the brass key he stitched inside the lining of his jacket."

"I-I wouldn't blame you in the least little bit if you decide to ash me." "Good," James said coldly as he shoved the stake right through Cade's heart. Cade looked down at the stake in bewilderment and then back up at James with an uncomprehending look on his face right before his body went grey and exploded into ash. James pocketed the silver stake and walked through the nearest doorway he could find. It was time to get down to business. *

I asked, fear climbing up my spine. Kade turned to me, and for the first time since I'd met him, I saw worry in his eyes. "He's the wolf the Council sends when they want someone dead," he said quietly. "No trial, no talking, Just death." The world tilted. "They're coming to kill me." "Not if I kill him first," Kade said, his voice deadly. He turned to Marcus, "Get the fighters ready, double the patrols. No one enters this territory without my permission."

The wind pushed through the shattered wood, cold and sharp, carrying the scent of wolves. Not one. Not three. Many. My stomach twisted. “You said this was a message,” I said, forcing my voice to stay steady. “What kind of message sends three bodies ahead of the army?” Kael didn’t look at me. “The kind that wants to see how hard you bite before it commits.” I crossed my arms, more to stop my hands from shaking than anything else. “So we passed the test?” A beat. Then— “No,” he said quietly. “We survived it.”

units—a perverted violation that Nora was now weaponizing. She watched, unblinking, as Kade sat on the floor. From this high, distorted angle, Kade looked small—fragile in a way the surveillance stills hadn't captured. Nora saw the internal war play out in the set of Kade’s shoulders. She watched the way Kade’s hands hovered over the box, trembling, retracting, and then finally, inevitably, diving in.

He just stayed there, taking all the punches, without talking! “Alpha. Stop.” Kade suddenly appeared beside me, pulling me back when I was about to launch a punch. “What?” I growled as I turned to face him, my face hard with fury. Staring at Isaac’s bloody figure, Kade sighed. “You’ll kill him.” “I don’t care!” “Then you’ll never be able to get Starlette back if you do!” He countered. Sighing, he continued. “It’s okay for now. You can continue the torture later.”

The familiar lips brought him back to reality and helped his memories come back. Kadeem put Dylan and Anders to death, brutally. They were tied to a pole, and the security wolves were allowed to attack them. Kadeem runs his fingers through his hair. He does not feel bad about their deaths, but he does feel bad for the Omega sexual abuse victims.