Slade Wilson Novels & Stories

“And do you think that he's going to want to keep you? He does not even want you as a wife. Mind you, there are other consorts and other more applicable women that he could use for his pleasure once done. What do you think is going to happen to you?” A slow, sharp burn filled my chest. But my voice was steady when I said, “Nolan and I will not be like you and Mother. We will not be built on lies and fear. We will not…” The slap cut me off. My head snapped to the side, the sting burning hot across my cheek. I froze. I didn’t cry. I didn’t give him the satisfaction. “I think that you have forgotten yourself, but if you need a reminder I will be more than willing to provide one. And trust me, I

she reassured me, taking a sip from her cup. "Slim is like the king of this damn hellhole. Even when he isn't here, nobody tries to take his place. Fucking cowards," Blowjob Guy chimed in, and they all burst into laughter. "Then why don't you give it a shot, Zeek?" the redhead challenged, finally revealing his name.

In moments, Slade was on all fours while I quietly observed from the background of his mind as he took charge. Slade was a laid-back yet confident wolf. He never let me get involved in casual relationships, and he strongly resisted whenever I tried to connect with women of questionable character. He had a great fondness for Jael and was best friends with her wolf but repeatedly cautioned that she wasn't our destined mate. When she eventually left, the heartache felt nearly unbearable. As Slade embarked on his journey through the unfamiliar forest, I tried to summon the familiar pain of the breakup. To my surprise, it was nowhere to be found, it felt as though I'd somehow healed miraculously.

“I agree on that front. I erased Caitlyn’s Faulin’s name and paired her with one of the free Omegas, leaving her sister with Shaw. I don’t think everybody is going to like this rotation.” “The more they complain, the harder they train.” Slade shrugged with a smile. “It’s fun to train with wolves that have a lot of pent up anger, they almost always pick up something new when you’re sparring or on the dimmer side, they get floored and learn the harder way.”

Elaine instinctively looked back, then jogged back toward Dave. He had just lit his cigarette; the flame illuminating his fingertips created smoke that made his handsome face appear even more heartless. Elaine stopped in her tracks and said softly, "President Bo, can I borrow some money? I’ll pay it back tomorrow."

“Right. That's why you’re standing in a dead car, in a flood storm, shaking like a leaf?” My jaw hardens. “I just need to get home—” “No.” The word is sharp and final. “I said I need to go home,” I repeat, louder this time. “And I said no.” Slade tilts his head, rain sliding over the scar on his jaw. “Unless you’re planning to drown in a gutter, Little Rebel.” Before I can fire back, someone materializes behind him. It's one of his men, I think. Tall and dressed in black, holding a large umbrella like he’s been waiting for a command.

“I choose myself first. These twins are mine. I will raise them here while I train and learn the truth about my blood. No one owns me.” Damon nodded slowly. “Then train with me. I will help you grow stronger.” Kael’s eyes darkened. “This is not over. I will return.” He shifted into his big black wolf and ran back into the woods. The pack started to leave, whispering loudly. Cassandra blinked at me, giving one hateful look at me as she left That night, after my twin pups fell asleep with Scarlett, I met Damon in the deepest woods. Moonlight lit the side of the woods where we had been together before.

After him, I greet Slade and Aria, Sloane’s brother and sister, then Theo, Jessica, and Royal, Roman and Samara’s three children. At fifteen, Slade already looks and acts like the Alpha heir he is. I know from Sloane that a lot of his stoicism comes from the bullying he got at school, although my understanding is that no one bothers him now that Sloane got her white wolf. He will take over his Uncle Dylan’s pack when he turns eighteen. “Hey, Slade!” Bethany says, walking out. “Hey, Bethany!” he says, finally smiling. “I was hoping you would be here.”

Her grandmother, Lily Klatt, excitedly embraced her and kissed her cheek. "I admire your good work Celeste! You are such a pride for our family." Lily praised her. "Thank you Grandma. It is not all me, though. I am just a part of it." Celeste shyly answered. "Where's your father Celeste?" Lily asked. "I have just arrived Grandma, I haven't seen him either." Celeste answered. Wensly heard that Lily is asking for her husband. "Dear mother, Dawson is out of the country. He has a business meeting in Country Y." She butted in suddenly.

Keegan POV: It was just another day in Luisca. And of course, it was raining. Sometimes I wondered if this small town was more suited for vampires than a full-blooded wolf like me. That being said, I was living in the lap of luxury, in a four-story house in the outskirts of the small town, surrounded by lush forests. I was only thirty and retired. I didn’t have much to complain about. How, one might ask. Easy, I trained the men and thugs of one of the biggest crime bosses in the country, Clement Slater.