Novel & Cerita Avengers Fanfiction Bucky Protective Of Peter

He would tear this innocent baby apart to erase the stain on his pride. "I promised her," I choked out, my inner wolf whining in deep, agonizing sorrow. I reached down and gently scooped the baby into my arms. She was so light, warm against my chest, her tiny fingers twitching against my shirt. "I promised I'd protect you, Maya." The door to the private room clicked open, and I jumped, my heart leaping into my throat. I squeezed Maya tighter, my body instinctively shielding her as my omega instincts flared, screaming at me to run, to hide, to defend.

“Bella” “You don’t get to say my name like that.” Her hands shook. “You watched them lie to me. You let me think this place was a chance.” “I was trying to protect you.” She laughed again, harsher. “From who? Yourself?” The ground trembled. Jake’s power surged instinctively toward her, not to harm never to harm but to shield. To pull her close. She felt it. And pushed back. The collision cracked the stone beneath their feet. Both froze.

Life had been cruel to her—a woman who had done nothing but love, love deeply, and love a Bartz. Then came the memories of Peter—the young man in his twenties, with bandaged wrists the first time they met. The lonely boy who had once reminded Marcus of his own brother. That damn skinny kid with messy hair who once dreamed of driving a Lamborghini… and ended up owning four. The reckless guy who lived without a care, who moved at Marcus’s command, day and night. That Peter was the one who had chosen to keep Marcus from sinking the way he had. And now, Marcus finally understood—he owed him everything. His life, his happiness, his wife, his children. Peter had made sure he could have a future, e

"I don't like him, Jules. I didn't like the way he looked at you, and I sure as hell don't like the way he was staring at your ankle monitor. You need to stay away from him. You don't talk to him, you don't study with him, and if he comes back, you lock yourself in the bathroom and call the cops. Do you hear me?" "I hear you, Jax," I whispered, rubbing my face with my good hand, feeling the cold sweat on my forehead. "I'll be careful. I promise." "Good," Jaxson breathed out, his voice softening just a fraction, the feral edge receding into that deep, aching vulnerability that always tore my heart in half. "I just... I can't protect you if I can't see you, baby. It's killing me. Just stay in

Anthony turned away without another word, walking fast to catch up with Belle and the others. Peter stayed behind for a moment, making sure Anthony wouldn’t turn back and attack again. He let out a long breath, then shook his head at Bastian. His eyes carried the same disappointment. “You’ve got a death wish, Bastian,” Peter said. “Pooh, I…” Bastian paused. “…yeah, I know.” “I’m sorry, man. But this time, I can’t defend you. I’m with Tony.” “It’s alright. I get it.” Peter gave a short nod, then stepped back and turned away. He disappeared into the dark, chasing after the others.

“I’ll survive.” Ava pulled back and looked angry. “Daniel is trash. Absolute trash. I swear if I see him again, I'm going to give him a piece of fists.” She was joking. She was extra defensive when it came to her gay cousin. She was the only one who put his parents in place when Peter first came out. And they were just fourteen. Peter gave a weak smile. “Thanks cous.” Right then, someone approached us. “Peter.” We all turned. Daniel stood a few steps away.

I was going to break up with her and set both of them free after the pledge because getting involved in the brothers' feud would only end up with her being one of the casualties, but things changed when she dropped the bomb and revealed that we're going to be parents. I knew I had to stay with her and protect her. I have asked Peter to let me deactivate from my position till I'm really needed, which I'm grateful that he's very lenient and agreed without so much of a fuss. After all, a jab such as making Charles lose billions for the first time gives him satisfaction. This is why Peter is more likable than Charles. As long as things get made his way, no question will ever be asked.

Peter scanned the entire area around the town, standing tall on the east wall of Hayward. At one moment, he thought he saw a movement down in the woods, but a second later, he found nothing but a shadow among the moving trees. Peter knows Marcus won’t leave them alone, not even in this foreign country. No father would leave his child willingly. In his case, the urge to protect his heir is much stronger than Peter’s sense of responsibility towards his own baby girl. Peter had no doubts about it.

I asked, deciding to go with annoyed as it was the safest of all the feelings I was experiencing. "See! This is why we don't tell you this stuff! Of course no one thinks you're weak. That's not what it means. It means that we care about you and will back you up. I've personally claimed everyone at this table that isn't in the Watchmen, so has Finn." Leo ranted. "I have too!" Tom chimed in. "So have I." Keri added. I looked at Finn and he nodded. "It's true. Even Peter and his crew are protected." Finn said. I looked at Peter and he smiled.

"Please tell me Pete. We don't keep secrets." Letting out a long breath, his eyes finally meet mine. "It's just that… look I'm happy you found your mate, I truly am, and I'm happy that this means we will be close again, but…" He pauses, shifting his stance before speaking again. "I just feel protective over you, that's all. You are my baby sister, and the last thing I want is for you to get hurt. I know Alpha Gavin, he's my best friend, and my Alpha, and I just don't know what I'd do if he ever hurt you."