*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.
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“How can you know that?” I ask, exasperated. My ears are still ringing with verification from yet another person that, what I once dreamed of, I now can have. Only now, that dream has changed. A girlish fantasy and crush over a boy morphed into the desire for companionship with an equal mate. And something about Liam and how he speaks about omegas makes me think he will never view me as an equal to him.“It’s complicated,” he says, sounding distracted. “Ali, we will talk soon. Something came up.” and the line clicks dead.“Fuck!” I scream angrily, running my hand through my loose locks.I walk out from my wooded shelter and stalk towards the training center. Maybe I should do a little training. I need to burn off some energy. I slide in the doors unnoticed. Everyone looks like rigid soldiers following one instructor’s moves. Liam walks around proudly with a long stick and when anyone steps out of line, he whacks their ankles with a loud thwack. I gawk in horror as I look over and see
Liam leaps for me fully shifting in midair, but I expected that. I duck my head down and jut my shoulder out as I barrel into his furry wolf’s stomach. He lifts with my force as I slam him down into the dirt. I can feel the quake under my feet as I move off him and wait for him to stand again. Slower than he normally would, he gets up on his four paws and tilts his head in a questioning manner. “I’ve learned a lot,” I say, shrugging. I definitely feel a little smug about kicking his ass right now. He growls and prances in a circle moving around me. I never understood why Alphas think that fighting in their wolf's form is so much more effective. Perhaps it’s the whole having teeth and claws readily available that is appealing. Or maybe I just can’t understand because I never had the joy of fighting with the wolf that was stolen from me. Either way A sly smile tugs at my lips and I let it come to the surface. I really needed this figh
*Wade POV*“Ada, you understand what this means, right?” I ask her as she stands before me, looking at the ground.“Yes, Alpha Wade.” she nods.“You will enter this pack and you must be loyal to me and this pack alone. All loyalty and allegiance for Alpha Liam must be broken.” I explain firmly.“I understand.”“How can I trust you aren’t going to break your promise of loyalty to my pack on a whim as you did with your old pack?”“I have remained loyal to my pack out of fear, Alpha Wade. Not out of honor or moral obligation. If I had not feared for myself or my sister, then I would have turned rogue long ago. Alpha Liam is not very kind or forgiving.”“And what do you think will happen to your sister?”“She mated to an Alpha in California and lives with his pack now,” she says.I fully anticipate Ada being a great addition to our pack. Hell, maybe I can force Liam out of here and have her train my pack now. “I see,” I say, walking around behind my desk and reaching into one of my drawer
*Ali POV* “Alpha Wade?” I ask as I watch him closely. His demeanor is off and he seems to ponder something hard as he stares daggers at the closed door. He looks at me and then his eyes wander away, searching at his desk for the same paper he has been staring at for the last minute. He can’t bring himself to even look at me. I try not to let the sting of it hurt so much.“Ali. I have a question for you. And I need the truth.” He says, placing the paper down and turning the full weight of his heated gaze to me.His eyes pin me in my place and I hold my breath, waiting for the question.“Did you meet Alpha Liam in the woods today?” He asks softly. I can see a tinge of pink run up his cheeks. He is embarrassed to ask me. “No, Alpha,” I answer honestly. Hell, I want to discuss everything with him. But until I know what’s in that manilla folder, I can’t bring myself to admit that I am doing anything wrong. I am not going against the pack, nor am I endangering him. I am doing spy work,
“Wade…” I whisper, feeling awful.“Why?” he asks, removing my hand from his knee and standing.“To protect you,” I answer honestly.“From Alpha Liam?” he turns back, looking at me confused.“What does Liam have to do with this?” I ask, confused, following his movement.“Everything!” He screams. “I am so angry and jealous every time I think about him touching you, you meeting with him, especially after everything that happened last night.”I get that laughing right now is a poor choice, but I can’t help it as laughter bubbles up in and breaks through. I laugh at how cute Wade looks when he is jealous and the absurdity of where we are right now. Here he is thinking I am lying to him about meeting Liam and here I am worried he is going to find out that I was talking to the rogues. It hits me like a cool glass of water. Shit, I am going to have to tell him about my meeting with Simon and the meeting Corbin wants. My laughter dies down quickly as I look at a very handsome and confused Wade
After Liam left, Wade went to his office, where he spent the rest of the day making phone calls and doing alpha things. Only emerging to grab dinner and then lock himself back up. I can feel him erecting his proverbial walls. Not only has he locked me out of his emotions and mind, but he is also now trying to create a physical distance between us.I know a heavy conversation is coming about Liam, about my sneaking around collecting information. Yet I don’t see how it’s any different from what Francis does. Wade doesn’t know who he talks to and sneaks off to meet. Hell, he doesn’t even know who Francis uses to collect the intel he gathers, yet Wade trusts him. Wade emerges from the office sauntering past me and straight to the stairs. I follow behind him and stop short when I see him walk into his room and close the door. My heart sinks realizing he won't be staying in my room tonight. I mean, did I expect him to keep sleeping on the floor of my room when he has his own plush bed in hi
*Wade POV* Ali has seemed anxious all day. Anytime we were near the forest line, she watched it like a hawk looking for its prey. As if she was expecting an attack at any moment. Even now, as we walk back to the packhouse, her eyes keep darting around looking for some evil force that wants to sweep me away. “Ali” “Mmm,” she says looking over her shoulder. “Are you always this tense before stressful things?” “No! And that’s what’s got me even more on edge. Something doesn’t feel right. But I can’t place it.” “Everything will be fine,” I assure her. “Right.” She scoffs. “Do you know how difficult you are to guard?” “What? Me!?” “Yes! You are always running headfirst into dangerous situations. Rogue attack? You’re the first out the door. Sparring session with a jealous mate? Tap Wade in.” I laugh a deep, hearty laugh. I can see her point. “And don’t get me started on you
*Ali POV* Wade must have snuck in early in the morning, as I can see the calm rising and falling of the blankets on the ground. I have a strong desire to go over to him, crawl in and just be next to him, but I know it’s inappropriate. Not that blurting out to him I love him was all that appropriate either, but it happened, so there isn’t much I can do about it now. I quickly get dressed in my usual guardian attire, loading my vest and holsters with their trusty steel companions. By the time I walk out of the walk-in closet Wade is up and moving swiftly as folds his blankets. When he notices me, he offers me a tight-lipped smile. “Kane just linked me. Corbin is already at the border. He would like a moment to speak with you before the committee arrives.” He informs me. I can see his hesitation at Corbin’s request to see me alone. The question he asks with his eyes but verbally remains silent is the same question I’ve been trying to avoid an