The Alpha's Guardian novel Chapter 4

*Wade POV*

“Francis, I need you,” I call through the mind link. Standing, I limp over to my bed and lean down to pick up a shirt.

My chest is looking much better today, though there is still a sizable divot in my left pectoral. The wound itself is scabbed over and I’ve been cleared to move about as normal. I pull my olive green v-neck over my head and down around my waist just as Francis walks through the door.

“What’s up?” he asks, closing the door behind him.

“I want to know more about my supposed Guardian.” I don’t mince words. He gapes at me.

“How am I supposed to do that? Records are locked down, asking questions to the wrong person can get you kicked out of your pack no matter what your rank is.” he stumbles over his words in fear. I understand his worries, but there is something about her I just can’t put my finger on and I have to know what it is.

“I don’t know Francis. Search her things?” I offer a shrug before crossing back over to my desk.

“Right. Well, I get you don’t really care or follow the gossip surrounding the guardians, but I do. This girl is legit Wade. I mean serious shit. She is who they use to protect committee members.”

“She is not a girl,” I smirk at him, recalling the mistake I made the day she arrived.

“You’re right. She is a damn beast, she is freaking big leagues.”

“Then why is she here? Admit it makes no sense that she is here protecting me. I’m a small pawn in the game. I’m strong, yes, and stubborn, but our pack is average at best. It feels like this is a big set up and I want to know what it's really about before I do this stupid ceremony letting her into my head.”

“Maybe you will get more information if you just ask her,” he offers. I roll my eyes at him, annoyed. Francis is an excellent Beta. He works tirelessly and has always been insanely loyal. But he sure likes to whine when he doesn’t want to do something, even if he fully intends to do it.

“Francis, I am taking her for an official tour around the pack grounds in a couple of minutes. That would be the best time to snoop around her things.”

“Seriously, maybe she is more open than she looks?” he offers in a last-ditch effort to get out of what I’m asking him to do.

I laugh at him. There is nothing about her that screams, asks me important questions and I will answer them. She is the ‘ask and you will receive a stoic silence until you figure it out for yourself’ type. And I don’t have time to waste, so I might as well try to figure it out.

“Just do it,” I say, grabbing my watch and placing it on my wrist. Ethel mind links me.

Trudy is on her way up to your room Alpha

Shit. I don’t have time for this right now. I made Trudy a promise and I have never in my life gone back on a promise until Ali showed up. An alpha needs a Luna. Luna’s keep our wolves sane. They deal with our animalistic side and keep us satiated.

I have gone three years without one and in the past two weeks, my wolf has emerged without consent, taking control while common sense gets forced to the back. Each day is a race against time to find my true mate so I can be complete and lead my people. And if that doesn’t happen soon I will take Trudy as my mate as she is the only wolf in the area who does not have a mate at 21 as well.