Slade Wilson Novels & Stories

I ask the smile never leaving my face. “You part of the Bratva?” another one in the back asks. I burst out laughing… “I’m not that pathetic now am I…” I would rather bite my own tongue that be a part of that shit show. “Lower your weapons…” Bossman orders. He holds out his hand for me to shake. “I’m Slade Graves…” he introduces himself. I nod. “The name’s Alexsei… My friends call me Alex…” I take his hand. He eyes me before letting go of my hand…

“I have done my wrongs toward you, I have hurt you, and I may have broken a lot more in you than I should have. But one thing that I know for sure is that I have been deeply in love with you through it all, and I will always be. Today, tomorrow, and even if you choose to push that trigger.” He connected his lips with hers, taking her by surprise, and I watched as she dropped the gun, giving in to her mating bond. However, the woman’s body tensed, and I frowned in confusion as I saw Dean wrapping his arm around her waist, holding her to his chest while our father dug a knife in her shoulder. Her eyes darkened and the growl that escaped her lips was one that I never thought that I would hear f

I glanced at Williams, who remained silent, as if in pain. "It's nothing, Dean. A friend of mine came to visit, and I was happy about it all." Dean looked at Henry, who smiled and extended his hand for a shake. "Hi, my name is Henry, and I'm from the Lycan pack. I used to be a beta to Williams here, but I guess my rights have been taken away." I observed how Dean shook hands with Henry, then turned his attention back to me. "You need to rest, Sierra. You know I don't like seeing you this way."

I shook my head in disgust. “Is Dane any better?” he lifted a brow in question. “I am just a slave for his pack. He got stuck with me. It’s not like he likes me,” I explained. “Are you okay with that?” he asked, smiling. “Would you just get on with the attack and shut up?” I hissed, taunting him. He shrugged and said, “Okay.” Then he charged at me, and I pointed the sharp end of the stick toward his heart. As we were on the verge of colliding, a massive wolf suddenly emerged and hurled Kade to the ground, causing the earth beneath us to shake.

The firelight danced across his face, softening the edges of his features. “He did love once,” he said after a moment. “His mate. A powerful she-wolf from the Eastern Ridge.” Serena leaned forward slightly, drawn in. “She left him,” Alexandro continued, voice calm, low. “For someone else. A warrior from her own pack. She broke the bond, publicly. It humiliated him. Wounded him in a way no blade ever could.” Serena’s lips parted. “That must have destroyed him.” “It did,” Alexandro said. “But he didn’t show it. Not the way others do. He buried it. Deep. And let the bitterness shape him.”

Gavin followed in with Slade which I didn’t care for, but it was his job to follow me anywhere I went on tour and maybe he thought Juliet would claw my eyes out. “If you have other kids just fucking tell me. I need to know,” she said, snapping but also just sad. I tossed her bag on the bed and took her in my arms. I could not have her crying because of me but she may do worse. “There’s no other kids, I swear. No other other woman, it’s not like that,” I said, kissing the top of her head. “Juliet, I’m Slade Norris, the band’s manager and their fifth brother. I’m afraid I need to ask you to sign an NDA before Jude says anything else,” I heard from behind me.

I was saddened knowing that she possibly wouldn’t be around much in the future, having liked what I’d seen thus far of her personality, and it made me think about how the other girls were doing. Slade announced he was off to patrol as we exited the dwelling, shifting into his wolf and disappearing from sight without waiting for a response, but I was zeroed in on my mate. It was tough to resist taking in his masculine form, to prevent my eyes from lingering, but I made myself ask him about the humans. {Where are the girls? Can we go see them now?}

“Wouldn’t you be? I don’t even know what I am. I was born wolfless. I’m supposed to be nothing.” Slade’s expression flickered, something unreadable passing over his face. “Nothing wouldn’t have healed me.” She hated that he was right. A long silence stretched between them before Slade finally spoke again. “I’ll give you time.” Alya blinked. “What?” “You’re no use to me if you’re too afraid to even try,” he said, his voice edged with reluctant patience. “So, take time to figure it out. But don’t think for a second that I’ll let this go.”

“I paid the driver already.” Slade pointed a murderously calm finger at her. “Mother. Listen carefully. I am a grown man.” “Yes.” “I run a billion-dollar corporation.” “Yes.” “I am not getting inside that…..THING.” “It has champagne,” Liana said. He blinked. “And Wi-Fi.” He blinked again. “And Ariana.” He froze. Got him, Liana mouthed behind his back. I glared at her. Slade sighed so deeply it sounded like an organ dying. “Fine,” he muttered.

The training room was still, the only sound the harsh rasp of my breathing, a reminder of the battles I fought not just with my body, but with the monster inside me. "Kaiden," Slade’s voice rumbled in my mind, his tone a mix of authority and something softer... concern, maybe even fear. "You know what must be done." I closed my eyes, pressing my palms against them as if I could somehow block out the memories, the guilt, the relentless weight of what I was. Slade wasn’t just my wolf; he was the part of me that refused to let me drown in my own despair. He was my anchor, my conscience, the voice that kept me from giving in to the darkness completely.