His Alpha's Guardian novel Chapter 5

**Kataleya’s POV—2 weeks later**

I was sleeping peacefully until I realized I suddenly had too much bed. I rolled over in the bed, searching for Justin, and realizing that the bed was next to me. I groaned when the light in the room was turned on, rolled over, and placed the pillow over my head.

I felt the bed dip next to my head when Justin whispered next to me, “Baby, Michael is going to be calling any minute. You don’t want to miss it, right?”

The moment he said Michael was calling, I was automatically alert. I threw the pillow off my head and reached for my phone, checking the time.

Fuck. Did I miss training?

Justin must have seen the panic on my face when he said, “Love, you have been extra tired lately. I decided that it was best to let you sleep in today. Oliver and I led training for you today. The warriors were more concerned about whether their Alpha was sick, rather than you not being there. I swear, babe, sometimes you work yourself too hard. Now come on, get your sexy ass up, so you can get on this video call.” He finished by smacking my ass and pushing my legs off the bed.

“Asshole,” I mumbled.

All he did was smile in response and pull me out some clothes from the dresser before making his way to start my shower. I guess, even though he was an asshole, he was a sweet asshole. That has got to count for something, right?

The moment that I stood up I was hit with a dizzy spell and I was suddenly nauseous. I tried shaking away the feeling and I made my way to the shower and quickly did my business before hopping out to finish getting ready. By the time I had finished what I needed to do, Justin had already taken a shower in the other bathroom and changed out of his sweaty workout clothes.

“Ready?” he asked me.

I nodded my head and quickly rushed to my office, where I had planned to take Michael’s video call. I was hoping that he would tell me how it was going with his mate. I knew he struggled hard after her rejection, but he had held strong with the hope that she would give him a chance eventually. I finally convinced him to go to her pack…now, I might have pretended to send him there on pack business…but that was alright as long as it was helping my big brother, right?

I shook my head and cleared it of the thoughts that were running through it. While I waited for him to call, I opened my laptop and scrolled through the hundreds of emails that I had to answer.

Thirty minutes later, my laptop and phone started to ring with the notification of an upcoming video call. I quickly answered the call and Michael’s face covered my entire screen.

Fuck, he looked rough. I could tell that he hadn’t been sleeping. He had bags under his eyes and I could tell that he was groggy.

“You feeling alright, brother?” I asked him, concern clearly laced in my voice.

He nodded his head, but didn’t speak. Goddess, he looked like shit. Hopefully, his mate and he can come to some resolution, so my brother can at least get some rest. I hate seeing him looking like that.