The Alpha's Guardian

"And you're proud of that?" Trudy asks, trying to hurt me.

"How did you learn about the properties of the Pansy?" I ask, knowing she won't answer.

She leans forward and spits in my face. I smile nicely, readying myself to cut her down with my words when Wade steps up to me. He lifts his shirt, revealing his impeccable abs, and gently he uses it to wipe the spit from my face. My heart flutters at his action and the tenderness in his eyes. He then releases his shirt and looks at Trudy.

"If you do not give us what we are asking for, I will put her in the cage with you." He says, looking smug.

Trudy's eyes bulge in fear as she looks to Francis, who just nods in agreement.

"W-why? You could just use your alpha voice and demand it." Trudy stutters out.

"I want you to tell me of your own accord. Don't worry, I'll use it at the end to verify you are telling the truth."

"I did it because I love you! And I know you love how I make you feel," she says seductively.

I snort in amusement.

"Oh yeah, remind him of all the times you took advantage of him because he was drugged. That will help you." I say softly, growing impatient.

"Can we hurry this up?" I ask, annoyed.

"Trudy. Answers. Now." Wade says sternly.

"I don't know who it was." She whines. "I just found out that Frank was my mate. I mean, Frank! Really? Look at me. Do I look like someone who would be with Frank?” "Keep going," I urge her. She hisses at me.

"I just wanted to get out, you know? Think about things and then he walked in. He was so handsome. A little old, but still yummy. He had bleached blond hair, so many muscles, and the prettiest eyes I have ever looked in. We chatted. I told him how I deserved to be with an Alpha and he said he agreed." She pauses, looking over at Wade, who looks very unimpressed.

"We talked about how you didn't have a mate yet, and he said maybe we were second chance mates. Then I told him about your injury on your leg and we talked about wolfsbane and then he mentioned Pansy and what it does and you know.... I was desperate. I wanted to be yours, Wade."

"Alpha, it's Alpha Wade." Francis corrects her, growing angry.

I turn slightly, looking at him over my shoulder. I'm not used to his anger. In fact, he is the calmest person in this entire pack. It's arguably what makes him such an excellent Beta to Wade. He is the calm to his storm.

I turn slightly, looking at him over my shoulder. I'm not used to his anger. In fact, he is the calmest person in this entire pack. It's arguably what makes him such an excellent Beta to Wade. He is the calm to his storm. "Alpha... Wade," she says, looking a little frightened. "The point is, I never got his name. He dropped the pansy off every month and I told Frank it was a sort of purifier for the water, the idiot didn't even question it." "He isn't an idiot," I growl at her.

How can she speak like this about her mate? He is her other half, whether or not she wants him to be. Trudy stands and walks over to the bars, grabbing hold of them

"Yeah, he is." She scoffs. "He thinks I will love him one day. He is stupid and delusional."

"I see why you were mated then," Francis quips.

I find myself just staring at him wide-eyed. Woah. pissed off Francis is a feisty fellow. It looks like Francis is in a mind link. Wade looks over to him and gives him a sad look, nods, and with that Francis leaves us, his eyes watery. Something just happened and I have no clue what.This text is © NôvelDrama/.Org.

"What's his issue?" she sneers.

"Ali, can you go to the front of the building and bring Frank in?" I look at him, stunned, and Trudy gasps.

I nod, doing as I am asked, and quickly move my way to the door to Frank. I find Frank pacing in front of the doors, looking green in the face. His sad eyes find mine as I push the doors open for him to enter. "I-is she alright?" he asks, worried.

This is the one thing I hate about the mate bond. How sometimes, just sometimes, the best kind of person is mated to the worst. Almost like they meant to even each other out. It seems so unfair for this meek, kind guy to be sick with worry over this woman who has not a care in the world for him.

"She is fine," I respond.

He follows me in silence. He is fidgeting with his hands, and I can tell he is nervous. What would it feel like to be so close to your mate and never be able to be with them? He looks so sick that I'm not convinced he isn't dying of some disease or terminal illness. "Trudy." He breathes when she comes into sight.

He shuffles slightly, trying to figure out what to do. Trudy rolls her eyes and steps back from the bars. She moves to the cot and plops down, rolling her eyes.

"Why did you come?" she seethes

"Alpha Wade asked me to come," he says, turning to Wade.

"Frank. I think it's time you move on." Wade says, walking up to him.

Frank takes a minute, trying to comprehend what Wade is saying, and I stand frozen. Wade is going to have Frank reject Trudy? The breaking of a mate bond is a big deal. It is rare, and it is painful. Frank is already so sick that I'm uncertain that he could actually handle this.

-Alpha- I say through our link -Frank won't survive a rejection-

-He isn't being rejected. She is. And you are going to help-

My eyes go wide as I look at him. He wants me to heal Frank somehow, to keep his pain at bay.

"No," I say out loud. "That's not how it works, Alpha. It's not possible."

"Frank. Just like we talked about." he urges him.

Frank looks distraught as he clears his throat and wraps his hand around one of the metal bars.

"I, Frank White, reject you, Trudy Miller."

Frank falls to his knees as shivers wrack his body. His mouth opens in a silent scream, his cries lost, stuck in his throat. I look over to Trudy who is on the ground sobbing and holding her chest. She crawls across the dirty concrete floor over to where Frank is and she reaches out for him. My heart aches for them.

The mate bond is sacred, a once-in-a-lifetime chance to live a life feeling complete. Sometimes, the very lucky few are granted a second mate. But it's rare enough that most people are afraid to ever reject their mate for fear of living as a shell of who they are. "Wade," I say in disbelief. "How could you make him do this?"

My words come out in a sad whisper as I bend down and reach out to help Frank. Wade crosses over to me and pulls me up, wrapping his arm around my waist as I try to get to Frank. I turn my fury to him. His eyes soften when he sees my anger and I let my mental barrier down, berating him with my emotions. And then he laughs.

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