Avengers Fanfiction Peter Stopped By Security Novels & Stories

"That's unnecessary. Skywater Bay's security personnel are all veteran mercenaries—they would have no issue with him." With that, he whipped out his phone to make the call, his eyes still fixed on Frank. "You'd better admit that you sneaked in before security comes, or you're not getting away when they arrived." Frank simply stared at them in wry amusement. "Once ignorant, always ignorant. You're not worth my time." Shaking his head exasperatedly, Frank started to turn and leave, but Peter promptly leaped up, grabbing his arm. "Stop! Who told you that you could leave?!"

But in the next second, one of the bodyguards shut his mouth while hitting his mouth with a rod. "Ahh!!" Hardik cried out. • • • • Aaron and Peter come out of the basement into the hall. Aaron gets a decent look at Peter. Peter is only a human being who can tell the meaning of each of his looks. "I'll catch Kevin and make him stand in front of you." Peter promised him. Aaron shook his head, "Okay" while stepping ahead. "One more thing!" Peter stopped Aaron's way while seeking attention from him. "Go and talk to Doctor Samantha." Aaron looks at Peter as he hears Samantha's name from his mouth.

"No… This can't be happening…" I murmured. I snatched the phone from the man's hand, wishing I could dive straight into the screen to see for myself. My fingers were shaking, and my wolf let out a guttural snarl. How was this possible? There wouldn't be such coincidences in this world. But the footage didn't lie. The bare-chested man on the screen, muscles taut and back covered in old scars, was Reynolds Mitchell. We belonged to the same pack and had grown up together. After all these years, there was no way I could misidentify my own mate.

Sarah asked. Peter hesitated. “Because I couldn’t live with what happened. I’m in danger too.” Before Sarah could respond, headlights flashed down the pier. Peter grabbed her arm. “Run!” The two sprinted through the maze of crates and shipping containers as a black SUV roared behind them, tires screeching on concrete. Sarah’s lungs burned as they ducked behind a stack of pallets. The SUV stopped abruptly, and armed men spilled out, searching. Peter pulled a small device from his pocket — a jammer. “This will buy us a few minutes.”

Of course he'd go to Peter Vance, his childhood friend who worked as an Alpha researcher at the center. I stepped out, smoothing my designer pack dress. The fake samples were secure in my purse. Now I just needed a distraction. (Madeline's POV) As Peter approached with the sealed bags, my hired wolf smashed his car window. The alarm blared and chaos erupted. Security wolves rushed toward the commotion. I positioned myself in Peter's path. He was jostled by the crowd, and the sealed bags fell from his grasp. "Oh!" I exclaimed, bending down quickly. "Let me help you."

“Uh… Serena? Who’s that?” “She’s your damn madam!” Xavier growled, eyes still boring into Peter’s face like daggers. Peter flinched, then nodded quickly. “Uh, got it! You’re saying she’s about to be stolen away?” “If you keep me locked up here, she will be,” Xavier said through gritted teeth. Peter nodded, like he’d finally connected the dots. Then he gave a reassuring smile. “Don’t worry. I’ll take care of this!” “…At least you’ve got some sense,” Xavier muttered, swinging his legs off the bed. “Now hurry up and help me sneak out while no one’s watching.”

It's that asshole that had lunch with us the other day, one of her 'brothers security team'. A big guy with white blond hair stops in front of me and holds out his hand, “My name is Peter, these guys are, Leon, Benny, and I think you already met Clint, then there is Harry, Sid. And that huge hunk of a man over there is Jaden. Give him a minute to check his girl's wounds and then the boss will fill you in.” So Paige is fucking her boss? Paige jumps off the table and the two of them turn to us, fuck, that’s her supposed to be brother, As he gets closer I am hit by an amazing scent, a mix of ground coffee and cinnamon. I look into his eyes, “MATE” Fury roars.

“Depend on it.” “Shall we show Peter the rest of the complex?” Claire asked, as if nudging him out of some reverie. “Including the Projection Chamber? Its fully operational as you ordered.” Carver hesitated as if still lost in the moment. He seemed to gain focus. “Yes, let’s do that.” She nodded. “The crew’s standing by.” “Good, well done Claire. This way Peter.” He strode off again. I hesitated and looked purposively at Claire but this time she kept her eyes firmly ahead.

The air around the two men is tense, and if I didn't smell danger before, then it was here now, reeking of ash and blinking in bright red lights. "Bullshit," Xavier spat. "What are you waiting for, guards?" The guards immediately snapped out of their daze and apprehended Peter, twisting his hands behind him and clipping them with a pair of handcuffs. I felt my spirit almost leave me in fear as a guard pointed his spear at his neck. All he needed was the command to run him through. Peter's eyes locked with mine. His eyes softened just a little, and he gave the slightest of nods, sending a clear message—run.

“Did you really need this kind of security after bringing me to an island?” I heard his footsteps approach. He stopped beside me and rested his hands on the banister. “You scared me badly, Alex,” he said. “Your speed is unlike anything I’ve ever seen. I can’t afford to take chances. If this kind of lineup keeps you from trying anything, then so be it.” I looked at him coldly. “You’re going to regret this decision.” Peter laughed shamelessly. “If you manage to kill all my men on this island, then you can escape on your own.”