Dean Winchester X Reader Protective Novels & Stories

NOTICE: BOOK FOR OVER 18 YEARS OLD!!!! Contains Triggers! The Bodyguard is the first book in the “Project Guardian of the Phoenix” series. HOT book prohibited for minors, with scenes of explicit sex, physical and psychological violence and profanity. Despite being a story of love and overcoming, this book contains triggers. ️ Good reading!!! Hello dear reader! This is the first book in the series. Leave suggestions and the evaluation so I can get to know a little about you. At the end of reading, tell me which characters you would like to have your story.

“This isn’t the time, Denver. It’s not the time to be all protective and whatnot. Elijah is my son too, I should be able to do everything within my power to save him” “If anything, it increases our chances of defeating Jaxon” I argued on our way down the steep hill, although neither of us came to a halt. It was only after a while of his brief silence that I reached out to him. Denver stopped in his tracks once I held him back and his eyes locked into mine. “I can protect myself” I whispered. “I can fight Jaxon” An arch came between his brows just then and like I said, Denver was always so good at reading me. It was like he knew exactly what I was trying to tell him even before the words slip

Aria’s POV: “Nowhere important.” “Mmm.” She popped a bite of banana into her mouth. “You’re going to explode one day, Aria. You know that, right?” I didn’t answer. I couldn’t. Not when the thought of seeing *him* again made my stomach twist. Dean Wolfe’s office was less “administrator” and more “CEO who moonlights as a villain.” Dark oak bookshelves, leather chairs, and a glass decanter of something expensive on the corner of his desk. I stood outside for almost two minutes before knocking.

I snarl while he grunts in pain. “Hold him. I’ll be back in a minute.” I tell Dean, who has his hand wrapped around the fucker’s neck and his foot on his injured leg, pressing on it to keep him subdued. Dean is usually very passive and calm, but the man can do damage when push comes to shove. I’m very proud of my Beta. “Let me know when I can kill this piece of shit.” Dean growls. I nod, walking over to where the others are. It pains me to see my mate taking a protective stance or trying to do so due to her injured back; she can't stand very well, all because she feels scared and threatened by me.

Rowena met Dean's gaze. "That's not your decision." "It becomes my decision when your safety is involved." "My safety disappeared years ago." Dean's jaw tightened, he gave a faint smile. "Not while you're under my protection." She looked at him quietly. "I never asked for protection." "No." "You gave it anyway." "Yes." Another silence settled between them. Neither of them looked away. Dean folded his arms. "The streets are no longer safe." "I know." "The newspapers have turned the city against you." "I know."