After eating the best steak and potatoes I have ever had the privilege of putting in my mouth, Wade drags me out of the packhouse and down the front steps. His hands are entwined with mine firmly as he looks back and smiles like an eager child trying to show their mom a new trick. The moment we are near the woods he slows down and grins at me. “Dinner was amazing,” I say truthfully. “Yeah, it didn't turn out too bad.” “How are you feeling?” I ask as I point to his stomach. “Honestly, not too bad. It feels weird though, I’ve never healed this fast before so it kind of feels like my skin is constantly moving. Almost like it’s itchy.” “When do you need the dressing changed?” “Probably when we get back. I was hoping for a shower of some sort once it's at least not an open wound.” “I’ll help you with the dressing when we get back to our room.” “So,” he says, clearing his throat. “James needs me to head back with him in a week.” “Ok.” “And I was wondering if maybe you would want to
“Why are you here?” I whisper angrily, stalking over in his direction. I place my hand on his firm chest and push him back under the cover of the forest canopy. “I needed to see you.” He says, sounding broken. “Well, I don’t need to see you. You need to leave or I will have to kill you.” I seethe. “There is nothing you could do that would hurt me more than what I just witnessed,” he says looking me in the eyes. For the first time I look him over and I see just how rough he looks. He is covered in dirt and dried blood. The left side of his face has a gruesome cut that looks puffy and infected. “Liam, You need to leave,” I repeat softening my tone slightly. “You want me gone?” he asks. I can see the hope in his eyes.
Sammy helps me step into my dress, pulling it closed behind me and zipping it up. The purple gown runs the full length of my legs and spills onto the ground in a pool of chiffon behind me. The fitted bodice accentuates my frame with a crisscrossing of fabric beneath my chest, giving the illusion of a cinched waist. The A-line skirt is given volume by the pleated ruffles that adorn the front of the dress all the way to the floor. In plain English, it's about as elegant as the word elegant itself. Sammy reaches up behind my neck pulling taut the soft lacy fabric from the front and buttoning it a the base of my hairline. I lower my hair back down and the curls bounce on the right side of my head. The entity of the left side of my hair is twisted to the side and pinned to the right to provide more volume for my curls. I clasp the cuff bracelet that Wade had given me before the ceremony, a gift from his
**4 Years Later** *Wade POV* Ali walks through the office door wearing her annoyed face. Stalking over she tosses a manila envelope onto my desk, then takes a seat in my lap. I wrap my arms around her waist resting my hands on the small bump where her flat stomach used to be and snuggle into her. “How are you, my love?” “Annoyed. James, it would seem is incompetent.” She moans as she fiddles with the necklace around her neck. The this gold chain with a single pearl is the last family heirloom she has. It had been the gift Corbin tossed us before disappearing into the woods. It has turned into her constant fidget device to calm her anger. and with this pregnancy, she needs it more often than not. “Oh really? And what did
Thank you all SO much for journeying with Ali and Wade through their crazy journey. Their story ends here but the fascinating story about the Ultima continues where we left off from the point of view of the Ultima and his future mate. Yes! Ali, Wade AND Liam will be present in the new book but they are not the main focus. The Alpha's Freakshow is NOW COMPLETED ON THE APP Click my name to see all my other books or search in the search bar for The Alpha's Freakshow! The Alpha's Freakshow: Human one day, wild beast the next. Maggie’s perfect life was turned to shambles when she was bit by an injured wolf while hiking. Six months in a mental institution undergoing torturous treatments have left her bitter and out for blood. With a little aid she escaped and found herself indebted to her savior, who happens to be after the wolf that changed her life, the elusive Ultima. After years of searching she finally catches a break. The Alpha’s Freakshow is the key to her freedom and she finally
*Ali POV* A small breeze tickles through the trees leaving in its wake a chill and the scent of blood. Squatting down, I survey the leaf-littered ground, searching for any sign of disturbance. Nothing looks out of place, no leaves turned over or dirt that looks freshly dug. I pop back up and walk deeper into the woods. I use my enhanced hearing to listen for sounds that are out of place. Branches creak in the wind, the scratching of small paws skittering up the trees as squirrels go about their normal play. Closing my eyes, I focus on my sense of smell. The breeze picks up as the air swirls around, tossing dead leaves through the forest with gusto. There it is again. The scent of blood. My eyes fly open as I follow the smell cautiously. I find myself along a small embankment of rocks and a quaint bubbling stream. Upon coming closer, I see dried drops of blood on the rock bed. This explains why the scent was so faint. Someo
The stout older woman looks me up and down in shock. I can feel the dried blood splattered across the only exposed part of my face and I am sure I have leaves sticking out of my hair. My denim jacket has strains of green from prancing from tree to tree chasing the rogues. Not a typical arrival of someone in such a highly regarded role. But then again, I’ve always been a rebel. “Look, I am aware I'm a mess. I need to be taken to my quarters so I can clean up before speaking with the alpha.” I instruct her, pushing my way through the front door.“The alpha is on the way to the healers currently.” She says as she steps back, “The rogues arrived and he single-handedly led them away, sacrificing himself. I am shocked he survived”Tears brim her eyes, I can see her respect for her alpha, her genuine distress at the thought of him sacrificing himself. I find her loyalty odd. Omegas are mistreated and develop a sour nature towards their supposed wonderful leader. But this omega seems to genui
Ching Ching Ching “Ali. Could you please stop that?” Samuel says with a sigh. “I am listening,” I mumble, annoyed, setting my whetstone and daggers down. Samuel, of course, heard about Alpha Wade’s rejection last night and called first thing this morning to remind me I can’t kill the alpha. It’s not that I was actually going to. Obviously, I would fail my mission if I did this, though a swift punch to the face in the past has proven worthwhile, though Samuel doesn’t like that route. “He is important and must be protected.” he reminds me “I know Samuel. I will get him to consent eventually, they always do.” “Please, no force this time.” “What!” I say, offended. “When have I ever injured who I am protecting?” There’s silence on the other end of the line. We both know the last mission had been a committee member, and we were not the greatest of friends. “OK, fine! I’ll tr