Chapter 5

*Alpha 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 de