Criminal Minds Fanfiction Team Protective Of Reid Novels & Stories

Yet nothing came out, just water and acid. He took out the water bottle with a pouch and placed it over her table. Something that would cheer her up. She seemed to like flasks. He just hopes that she’s strong enough to handle it. The drug he gave would make her a little numb if ever she saw her mate. She handled it well. “Wolfless.” He mumbled as he went back to his seat. Fabian knocked and entered as he approached him and sat on the chair across from him. “Reid, this is about the investigation that you’ve asked.” He said and handed him the documents. Fabian was from the Protection and Asset Security Team, besides working with Marketing, they are also cooperating well.

My eyes were still struggling to see the horrors that were around me; it was probably my minds way of protecting me from all the nights traumas. As my sight cleared and became less blurry, more defined, the face that hovered barely a few centimeters from mine came into full view; Reid. His face was red, strained and the vein in his temple looked to be doing overtime. He reached a hand out for me to take, to help me up from my vulnerable position but there was no way that I wanted his assistance, especially when it was him and his dad that had caused all this shit. I swiped Reid’s hand away, making sure to not have any physical contact so that it did not set off the mate bond any more than it

“And you’re still clinging to enough of it to be useful.” Reid’s jaw worked. “You drugged me.” “You were never supposed to drink that glass,” she said simply. “But you did. And now we’re here.” He took a step forward, fists clenched. “You think I’ll keep your secrets? You think I’ll pretend nothing happened?” She smiled, showing a hint of teeth. “No, Reid. I think you’ll protect your own secrets. Because if those pictures go public, no one will care whether it was a mistake. They’ll only care that you were in bed with someone who isn’t your Mate. And they’ll care that you lied about it.”

Why were they looking for me even after I had been locked up in police custody for three days? Unlike in my previous life, when I panicked and fell apart, I faced the victims with unnerving calm after my rebirth. I said in a steady voice, “You’ve got the wrong person. Selene is the one who did all those terrible things. It was not me. If you don’t believe me, check the surveillance footage.” “Hah! We knew you’d say that! We were worried that you would deny everything once we handed you over to the police. We came prepared!” The group sneered and took out the surveillance footage they had prepared. The footage still showed me doing all those terrible things.

Closing my eyes that same murderous eyes flashes by. Am heading back to the servant quarters after being discharged, Ebere walks closely by my side casting worried looks. Staring into space, every slight movement and clatter makes me jump out from my skin. We passed by only two guards stationed at a door front, the same terrifying feeling creeps into my bones, the same old insecurity of death luck's by, the same feeling of being in my former village matches arrogantly into my life once more. My fist form unyielding balls. Servant busy themselves cleaning and working absorbed into there task.

Victor in the flesh, dead in the barn, was something else. Cole had killed to protect her. And had been shot for his trouble. And she'd killed to protect him. Or had it been revenge? There were moments when she still wasn't sure. But she and Dr. Hobbs had spent hours working to unravel all of that.

“I get it. But hear me out one more time. I didn’t kill your family. The pack didn’t. We lost people too that night. If you arrest me, fine. I’ll go down for the illegal shit I’ve done running guns to protect the pack, covering up shifter incidents, all of it. I’ll confess. I’ll serve the time. But I won’t implicate the pack. Not Ryder. Not Zane . Not anyone else. Just me.” Tears spilled over again. “Why? Why protect them if you’re going away?” “Because they’re family. And because I love you enough to let you do your job. Even if it means rotting in a cell.” I sobbed, choking sobs. “You’re an idiot.”

He spat. I took a step forward, my eyes locked on Reid. "You wanna see something?" I asked, and Reid watched me sternly as I walked closer to the cell door. "This might be a prove that I can get your troubled self out of here with nobody having to question you," I said, snapping my fingers, and behold, all the bars around the cage melted, and Reid and I found ourselves in the middle of the city with no human present. No human!

The urge to create had almost completely faded, replaced by a deeper, quieter need, to stay close to Aiden, to feel safe in his control, to exist as his. When Aiden finished his call, he came to find me. He wrapped his arms around me from behind, resting his chin on my shoulder as we both looked out at the city. “Victor’s team has been digging,” he said quietly. “They’ve been asking questions about your past. Your old apartment, your previous clients, your family. They’re trying to find leverage.” A chill ran down my spine. “My family?” I whispered. Aiden’s arms tightened around me. “I’ve already placed discreet protection on them,” he reassured me. “But this is getting uglier than I expecte

I snapped, stepping forward, my grip tightening around my cane. He cocked his head, a slow, mocking grin spreading. “What were you doing when I killed thirty-one of the thirty-two people you cared about most? Hiding. Watching. Paralyzed by fear. And Zoey? She’s been running all these years not because she’s smart, but because she’s terrified.” He took a step closer, his voice turning into venom. “And that same fear? It’s still in you, Reid. I can smell it. But I’ll make it simple, anyone found protecting Zoey dies before the earth swallows her whole.”