The Alpha's Guardian

"Wade," I say, trying to wake him up. He groans slightly and opens one eye, looking at me. His eyes grow dark with worry as he sits up fast and reaches out to touch my bleeding forehead. "Sh!t, is that from me or your own injury?" he whispers.

"I'm not sure," I answer honestly.

I Take a moment to look around and notice we are still in his truck that's turned onto its side on Wade's side of the vehicle. I make my way to a standing position and help wade out of his precarious position. Wade effortlessly breaks out the windshield and we craw out, surveying his truck, trying to understand what the hell happened.

"Damn." a voice says from behind us.

Turning around, we find a tall man sauntering towards us with short jet black hair and gray streaks at his temple. He sports a wicked scar down his cheek and a lingering smirk.

"Can we help you?" Wade asks. The man chuckles and shakes his head.

"Looks to me like you're the ones who could use some help." he smiles a brilliant white smile as he continues towards us.

"We can manage just fine,” I say defensively. The man chuckles again, stopping ten feet before us, and shakes his head.

"Oh, I think not. You see. You two are coming with me. You have a meeting."

"Yes, we do, but not with you," Wade says, I can see his old injury is bothering him again as his leg shakes. He steps up to me, wrapping his hand around my waist, and I know he is trying to calm himself and use me to hide his only weakness.

"Listen. We can do this one of two ways. I can shoot your boy up with wolfsbane while you try to fight and save him and yourself. We outnumber you, though. Even for you Guardian, I hardly think 60-70 wolves is a fair fight. Or you both can come nicely and have a chat."

My heart falls. I have only ever been able to maintain a decent fight against 8 wolves at the same time, And it nearly killed me and my client. I talk a big game but when it comes to protecting a client, I need to do everything to protect them while fighting. . I turn to see eyes glowing in the woods and men stepping forward from the shadows. He wasn't kidding. He has an entire army with him.

"Are you the Rogue King then?" Wade asks.

"Huh. You aren't as dumb as you look. Yes. I am." he does a fake bow which elicits a laugh from wade.

"You compliment and insult me at the same time. I know you aren't the rogue king." Wade smirks. "Simon."

The rogue turns pale as he flits his eyes around to the other surrounding us.

"What makes you think you know who the rogue king is?"

"I have my sources," Wade shrugs.

I am shocked by all the knowledge that Wade is dropping on this unsuspecting wolf named Simon. I know Wade is smart and determined, but I think I have been underestimating his resourcefulness. In the pack he is open and kind, never appearing superior to his members. But here, right now, he is oozing strength and confidence, and holy sh!t is it attractive.

"No matter. Either way, you guys are coming with us."

"That's fine. I think I would rather talk with the Rogue King himself." Wade says, stepping forward.

Pulling me along like a walking stick.?The rogues lead us along a dark windy path in the woods until we come into a parking lot where we are loaded into an SUV.

-How are your injuries?- Wade asks through the mind link.

-I think they are ok. I can already feel my cut healing and I have a bruise that is already healing across my chest from the seatbelt.-

-You weren't wearing a seatbelt.- He reminds me.

-But you were.-

After a moment of silence, I look over at Wade.

-thank you for grabbing me before I went out the windshield- I say through the link.

Wade reaches over and gives my hand a quick squeeze, moving to take it away, but I hold it tight. I look out the window as I cling to his soft warmth for life, relishing the peace it brings me, just knowing he is here.

We come to a stop at an abandoned warehouse, and the door opens for us to hop out. We slide off the seat and follow Simon into the building, walking down the short hallway and turning to enter a vast room that looks more like a lobby. I do a quick scan of the room looking for weaknesses, exits, all while trying to plan an escape route for us. Guardian training 101, find yourself in a situation, calmly as*sess, and find the exit.

They lead us through the lobby and back towards a large metal door that is opened, and then Simon gives me a shove and shuts the door behind me. I whip around and find that Wade is no longer with me.

-Lower your barriers so I have easier access to you if you need me- I mind link Wade

-Be safe.- he says and I breathe a little easier.

I turn and look around the room. A small, warm light illuminates the room from its perch on an enormous wooden desk. The walls are filled from top to bottom with bookshelves full of books for all walks of life. I scan the room looking to the very back and find a male figure sitting at a desk writing something.

"Rogue King, I suppose?" I ask.

The figure freezes and turns. He rises from his chair, growing taller until he reaches 6'4". He saunters towards me, the lights above casting shadows that hide his face from my eyes. Until he stops on the other side of the large table and his eyes meet mine. My heart races and my breath hitches.

"Hello, my little Ali-bee." he says, smiling sweetly. The same smile he had when he showed up for my 9th birthday with the gift I asked for. The same smile my father had.

"U-uncle Corbin?" I gasp. He nods in affirmation, tears brimming his eyes.

"You remember me," he says, pleased.

"How could I not?" I say, flabbergasted. "I lost everything because of you."

His demeanor falters as his smile fades.

"Yes, well, not everything is as it seems."

"What does that mean?"

"All in due time."

"Why am I here?" I ask, getting right to the matter at hand. I can't handle a family reunion right now.

"I want you to help me." He says.

"Why would I ever help you?" I spit at him.

"There is so much you don't know, Ali." he breathes.

"Well, give me a summary." I shrug, pulling out a chair and taking a seat.

"In due time. For now, I need your help to organize a meeting with the committee."Content rights belong to NôvelDrama.Org.

"No,"

"Ali..."

"You have given me nothing. I don't trust you. The committee is a vital part of the werewolf community. Why would I give you access to them when you are a rogue?" "Because I can give you the answers you have been searching for since you were left all alone wandering in the woods."