Kaede Kayano Assassination Classroom Novels & Stories

His expression was neutral, but his eyes held a silent warning. "What happened?" He asked. Ryder cleared his throat. "Kade is dead." "You told me this through the mind link. How did he die?" "Aconite, Alpha." Odin answered. "When we stopped to get some rest, he tried to escape. We chased after him, but before we could catch him, he had already emptied the vial of aconite on him." "How did he get a vial of aconite?" "We think it was with him. Hidden." Ryder answered. "Before he died, he said Ragnar already killed his mate and his daughter. He felt the broken mate bond. He said he had nothing else to live for."

KADE Time had passed by quickly, and life moved on with it. Those bastards involved in Ada’s murder and Anya’s attempted murder, had been tortured until every single detail was spilled. There really had not been much left in them, but we enjoyed exacting justice for what they did.

The assassin howled, stumbling back, clutching his ruined eye. Lena froze, staring at her hands. Claws. Blood dripping from her fingertips. Her chest heaved, terror and exhilaration tangling until she couldn’t tell them apart. The other assassins snarled. One lunged again—only for Kade to intercept. He ripped the wolf’s throat out with his teeth, blood spilling hot across the floor. The last turned to flee, but Kade was faster. He slammed the wolf down, his claws carving deep. The assassin went still.

His attention was completely focused on Rae, those storm-gray eyes searching her face with an intensity that made my wolf bristle. "What's going on?" His voice was carefully controlled, but I could hear the underlying tension. I cleared my throat. "Annalise is dead. I found her body in the storage room." Kieran's gaze finally shifted to me, taking in my bloodstained hands and clothes. "Dead how?" "Looks like wolfsbane poisoning. Injected into her neck." I kept my voice low, aware of all the students still milling around within earshot. "There was a syringe cap on the floor next to her."

Or maybe it was just the sheer exhaustion of pretending she was unshakable, the silent admission in the back of her mind that she really did not want to kill this man that Uncle Kenneth had targeted. Either way, her hand moved of its own accord, her fingers disappearing into his. The crowd parted as he led her to the center of the floor. The chandeliers above them gleamed in excitement, their light blurring into long, golden streaks even as the orchestra played… a slow rendition of Taylor Swift’s Trouble. How utterly fitting. Knight’s hand settled at her waist, firm, familiar. A little too familiar.

Cade worked around all of it because he had spent twelve years being the person on the other side of those countermeasures. He disarmed the assassin against a concrete pillar and had one knee on the back of their neck and their weapon arm locked before they could reconfigure. "Who sent you," he said. The assassin's jaw moved. Cade recognized the motion a half-second too late. The capsule cracked between their back teeth. The poison worked fast — the specific kind designed for exactly this situation, designed by the same people who had designed Cade's own field kit, which told him something he immediately filed away.

Both wolves — mine and Mira's — were awake the moment either baby made a sound, which meant both mothers were awake, which meant all four adults in the two rooms were awake, which meant the sixth week was the week that Kael and Kade both appeared in the east wing kitchen at the fourth hour with the specific expression of men who had survived many things and were now being defeated by two creatures who weighed less than a sword. "I survived an assassination attempt," Kael said. He was holding Lirien with his left arm and his coffee with his right, which he had perfected by week four. "I survived six assassination attempts." "I survived twenty-one years of hiding from a coven," Kade said. He w

He looked very different from the previous timeline, where he acted like he was God’s gift to the world. When threatened, even vermin fought to survive, much less Luis. He appeared anxious as he tried to get himself out of this predicament. “It was my fault that I arrived late, but Cara has always mistreated Bianca, using her pregnancy as an excuse to do whatever she wanted. Before leaving, she even stole my communication device. I didn’t even know there was an assassination attempt!” My heart skipped a beat when he said this. I gave a bitter laugh. The communication device I had begged for had suddenly become something I had stolen.

“It’s too perfect for a coincidence. It’s definitely a setup." "A setup?" I laughed, a hysterical sound that hurt my ribs. "Cade, there were silver bullets pointed at my skull! My driver is in a surgical ward with half his bones broken! You think Kael hired professional assassins to nearly execute me just so he could play hero? Besides, those guys have been after me since forever. Use your head!" I turned to him now, my face annoyed.

My brothers, Dominik, three members of the council back home, and the newly formed BloodCrest witches. The blind witch, Kaede, is about Kai’s age here; she left with Kai and Kon for Russia under training to take over from our deceased parents. It’s a pity they were twisted by Marle…Kaede was a good person. I suppose that’s why she was so easily manipulated. Kaede steps forward, her milky eyes looking straight at Kai as she beckons him forward. She says her blessings and prayers in Russian while he kneels, then she touches the space below Kai’s left ear and I hear the sound of meat being seared.