Bucky Barnes X Reader Protective Novels & Stories

Looking up at me from her upside-down position, Blanca's eyes met mine. I refrained from smiling amidst the pandemonium, but there was no denying that Blanca always managed to make life interesting. Out of all the Johnson kids, she and I had a special bond. On my twenty-fifth birthday, she had written an Avengers fanfiction where Bucky Barnes and Captain America were more than just friends. It had been entertaining as hell. "Blanca, are you ready to go?" I asked her, trying to maintain a composed demeanor in the midst of the chaos.

I reply as I get to the door. Oh, thank the Goddesses above. She responds. I cut the mind link as I put my thumb on the scanner and the door clicks open, I slip inside before I close the door and bolt it. Juniper’s breathing is coming in short, shallow pants and I know she’s on the verge of having a panic attack. I make my way through the living area and down to the underground bunker where the rest of the pack who aren’t warriors and who can’t shift are. I find a quiet corner and sit on the ground, holding her in my lap.

I carefully unfolded it but I was unprepared for both the words in it, and for it to be from my mates. 'Brianna, DON'T try to touch the bars, they are made of silver and wolfsbane so not only will it burn but it will linger in your system and disable Artemis for a while. We can't risk you getting hurt today because we are preoccupied if it comes to a fight, and you will be safe in here where no one can get through the bars, and where we are the only ones with the key. If all goes well you won't be down here for long, please hang onto all the patience and forgiveness you have until we can get back to you. We hope you understand that we are doing this for your safety, you are our entire world

She put her index finger in front of my lips before I opened them, and she forbade me from asking. I haven't taken a step yet because I'm still unsure. What if that crazy Alpha ordered her to take me to another room? It turned out that it was difficult for me to believe her. 'Lavanya, if you can't trust her, trust me.' My wolf voice echoes in my head. The omega gripped my hand tightly. My heart was racing as I exited the room. I was surprised; no warriors were guarding the room. "I told you, all warriors participate in war," said the omega.

But every time I looked at him, I saw Bennet’s shadows, stolen kisses, the way his jaw set when I crossed that bathroom threshold. When we reached the library, he leaned in close and asked.“What happened with Bennet?” I hesitated. The question might open a wound I wasn’t ready to face.“I don’t know,” I admitted. “He’s… conflicted.” “Maybe he’s protecting you?” Xane said softly. “Or protecting himself.” I didn't like how inquisitive he was getting. “Look, Bennett and I will always have issues and sort them out. Don't get involved in things that have to do with us.”

He wants to see his omega smile again; he wants to see her pout when Sebestian teases her. "I know, baby, I know. But those men who took you are gone. They are never going to hurt you or anyone else. You're never leaving me again. I love you so fucking much, Allen, and I swear that you're never going to be hurt like that again. I know you're scared, and that's understandable. But baby, I promise you that I'm here and that I'm going to protect you. Nothing, and I mean nothing, is ever going to hurt you. You're safe, Bunny, you're safe."

Sparks litter their way along my body where her hands touch the bare skin of my arms or accidentally lift my shirt as they move along my body. I lean in tentatively, holding her like fine porcelain. I have never been with a woman, never wanted one. But the feel of her softer body against mine brings out the protective instincts in me. I want to shelter her from the bad things that I know are coming. I want to keep her safe with Xander and me. I never want to let her go.

Arch shot me a glance. "This is for your protection, Ma’am, Jaxon’s orders. You’d be surprised at the kinds of things we’ve found hiding in something as simple as a book." His voice was irritated and gruff. I sighed and crossed my arms over my chest as I waited for him to finish. Soon, Jones started to help him by looking under chairs and examining the table I was supposed to sit at.

“Don’t worry, Bianca. I’m not confused. Some people are just temporary decorations. Others actually matter, but I’m sure you understand the difference.” Her eyes narrowed slightly, but the smile stayed plastered on her face. “Of course.” The rest of the morning dragged along painfully. Bianca stayed longer than necessary, dropping more little stories, more little touches and by the time she finally left, I felt drained. The words she said kept echoing in my head. ‘He only keeps useful people around.’ ‘Protection should not be confused with affection.’ “She should tell that to herself first,” I muttered and went up to my room. I kept telling myself that I didn’t care. But the irritation reall

“Listen carefully. Get up and pretend you are going to the bathroom. Two doors down you will see a door leading to the wine store. It’s unlocked. One of the windows in the store has a broken lock. Leave through it. It leads to the side of the building and directly into the street, so the goons won’t see you. I’ve left a jacket and face cap in the store, ditch your clothes and change into them first.” He nodded slightly. “Thank you-“ He glanced at my name tag, “Eleni. I have a lot of questions but now isn’t the time. Only tell me this, why are you helping me?” I forced myself to meet his steady gaze. “I like you.” I said before I could stop myself. He looked a little startled. "Come with me.