*Ali POV*
“Robin,” I say, smiling as I limp into her room.
“Ali!”
Robin looks over from her bed, and her face brightens up. She still looks pale, but at least she is awake and smiling. I can feel some tension in my shoulders melt away at finally being able to land my eyes on her. I hate that she heals like a human. That’s how it is with born omegas, though. They get to know the werewolf world from the inside without ever fully experiencing it.
I was fortunate enough to have been born with a wolf. Because they ripped my wolf from me before my first change, parts of her still live inside me. Like healing abilities, speed, smell, and strength. Tearing every part of her out would have killed me since we are woven together until the wolf can be their own unit and thus the change occurs. I was strangely blessed in that way. It is uncommon to separate a child from their wolf before the wolf fully develops since it’s essentially t
I’ve been wanting to check out training since Wade hinted about Liam being the reason Mason was so beat up. But where Wade goes I go and where Wade stays, well I stay there too. Wade has been in his office answering calls, making calls, and researching all sorts of things, again. It's interesting how one minute it can seem like everything happens at once and there is almost too much to handle and then the next is so dull I could poke my eyes out. “Yes. I agree, Alpha Nick. Yes, I am excited to meet with you as well. We will see you tonight.” Wade says into his phone. He ends the call and slumps into his seat. “Everything ok?” I ask him honing in on the dark circles under his eyes. “Yeah. Finally making some headway. We are heading to speak with Alpha Nick tonight over dinner. He is about an hour and a half drive from us.” “Who is going to keep the pack in order?” I ask him. I know us leaving, even for a few hours will make him worry about leaving his pack in the hands of Liam. “F
“Stop fucking around. There is no way you can know that.”“Samuel told me. He told me that when you get out, you will know it too.” Liam reaches for me, trying to pull me close. I feel sick and confused as I push him off. Liam is my mate? How would he and Samuel know this? How could Samuel keep it from me, and how long has he known? My stomach feels sick. Has he been lying this whole time to keep me as a guardian?“Ali,” Liam says softly, trying to reach for me again. “Stop. Liam, that’s enough!” I say angrily, my hands up defensively. Slowly, I back away from him and he stays rooted in his spot. I spin and run towards the woods as fast as possible, mind linking Wade.-Forest now. North of the training center-Wade doesn’t answer, but I know for a fact he will show up. I stop at a small creek that gurgles and bubbles over the large rocks, hindering its progress. Each ripple reflects the sun that refracts off its surface. This tiny little haven in a world that is feeling increasingly s
“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. “Shit, 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. Wades effortlessly breaks out the windshield and we crawl 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
*Wade POV* Simon sits across from the outside door that keeps Ali separate from me. It took countless days to figure out Simon’s name and not a single person has been willing to divulge if they even know the Rogue King’s real identity. All that surrounds him is shrouds of mystery and fierce stories about what made him a rogue. What I learned from my sources about Simon is that he is loyal, angry, and always willing to fight for his king. I tilt my head, looking him over. His salt and peppered black hair makes him appear older and his scars paint the picture of a seasoned warrior. I expected him to fit the description Trudy gave of the man that provided her with the pansy that poisoned my pack. He smirks at me when he sees me sizing him up. “Sorry boy, I’m not into men,” I chuckle at him. He is trying to piss me off, but not just for his pure enjoyment. No, he is trying to get me emotionally compromised so he can get answer
“And what would you do once we take the committee down? I suppose you would proclaim yourself the king?” I ask, not bothering to veil my contempt for him. He shrugs with a wry smile. And I run my hand over my face, chuckling. “No.” I shrug, feeling lost for words. “No, I will not help you.” “I know we have had our differences in the past, Alpha Wade.” “Differences? DIFFERENCES? Poisoning my pack for years, killing my pack members in attacks, attacking the children? That’s what you consider a difference of opinion? You’re fucking crazy.” I bellow. Corbin sighs and leans forward, resting his elbows on the desk in front of him. “I can assure you, I seem like the bad guy, but I am not. I understand my actions have spoken much louder than the words I am speaking. But I truly have the best in mind for the werewolf world.” “Explain to me how attacking me and taking out my pack helps you achieve your goal.”
*Ali POV* For years, I had assumed my uncle just ran off and became a rogue. I could imagine him pillaging villages and leaving people for dead, much as he had done for my family. I can’t say that I blame our old alpha for being so angry at Uncle Corbin. He ruined the largest peace treaty in the history of werewolves. I remember the whole pack was bustling with excitement, setting up for the ceremony that would unite the rival packs with ours through the union of marriage between our Alpha’s daughter and the rival packs Beta’s son. The only problem was that his daughter, Gail, never showed up. They sent every tracker to find her. What they reportedly found was her dead in the arms of Uncle Corbin. Uncle Corbin ran from her, and it was determined he had killed her in cold blood out of jealousy. My father, being the Beta and older brother, was given the punishment. When mom spoke up about how unfair that was, she and I were added to the sen
*Wade POV* I have never in my life smelled such an intoxicating smell. Ali’s scent wafts around me, filling me with lust, desire, and the need to never leave her side. She smells of the morning dew in the early hours of the day, fresh like lavender and honey, with a touch of crisp tart apple. My wolf is gently howling in blissful happiness. Leaping around like I have released him into a meadow of flowers after a lifetime of solitude in a cement prison. She’s my mate. Ali is my mate. She has no clue and I can’t tell her. That wouldn’t be fair, for her to be torn between the lie that Liam is spinning and the truth only I can know. She has her mission, and now I have mine. I can’t fathom the idea of Liam sneaking back in here. It has nothing to do with her not being able to take care of herself and more to do with the undying need to just be near her. I sit up slightly to catch a glimpse of her in her bed. “Wade,” she whisper
*Ali POV* I hated skirting out early this morning, leaving Wade sleeping soundly on the floor. He looked so peaceful and serene as he smiled through what I can only assume was a happy dream. It makes me feel worse for not confiding in him about the Rogue King being my only surviving family. Uncle Corbin hadn’t given me much more than vague promises of answers I never sought, but now they have settled in my mind like a festering wound. I have to know these mysterious answers. This supposed truth that would change my view of my uncle and alter how I see the committee. I wasn’t ready for his answers yesterday. Hell, it’s possible I won’t ever be ready. But Uncle Corbin swears his answers are important not just for me to hear for myself, but for the good of the werewolf community, especially Wade. I’ve tried to convince myself that setting up a meeting with Uncle Corbin again is so I can protect Wade, but I know that this is about me. I wok