Dean Winchester X Reader Protective Novels & Stories

later, when she wakes up, after he has pulled out of her, he washes and dresses her. Her skin is no longer warm, nor is her inner Omega as prominent. Her Heat is finally over. DEAN WASON He doesn't deserve her. It's the thousandth time he's thought it as he stands idly by and lets her fill a duffel bag with toiletries. Now that her Heat and his Rut are both in the rearview, it's time for them to leave DICKSON'S house behind and face the future. Whatever that may be. There's still the carnage of CRAYONS' death to deal with. Between tending to his Omega, between his short moments of lucidity, he maintained contact with DICKSON'S communications. Fortunately for them, rumor has it that one of C

“You mean a great deal to me, more than you realize. I want to protect you, even if my methods seem harsh.” Dean listened to Damon’s words, a complex swirl of emotions rising within him. He felt anger and unease, but beneath it all, there was an overwhelming sense of sadness he couldn’t shake. "You say you want to protect me, but all you're doing is trampling on my freedom. If Chen is as bad as you say, then how is what you're doing any different from him?"

I say to Dean who is on the outside terrace looking at Kyle who is far ahead watching over the view in front of us. “Maybe when we see your grandmother we can all get the mystery behind us and know how to deal with all of this shit. I hate turning my back and bodies dropping.” Dean is the hardest werewolf and man I have come to know. He is also the coldest brutal and merciless if need be when it comes to protecting us. He is the unofficial unappointed protector of us. And he is also the most loyal, caring, and genuine guy I could ever hope to be.

I sputtered an apology and stepped back into the apartment, hoping he was supposed to be there and wasn’t a very clever tabloid reporter. “Hello, Dean. Is the car ready?” Rachel asked him smoothly as she buttoned her coat and stepped around him into the hallway. He nodded. “Excellent. Dean, I would like to introduce you to Ms. Emma LaRue. Emma, this is Dean Sherman. He will be your personal security consultant while you are here in New York.” “Personal security consultant? You mean I get a bodyguard?” Dean grinned at me. He was tall and thin, but I could tell he was far stronger than he looked. His dark hair held traces of gray, but his blue eyes were bright and piercing. He held out his han

"You heard me. Why on earth would you think he would stoop so low to the extent of taking a worthless thing like you to bed? Dean has standards, and you do not meet any of them, okay? So get rid of that rubbish and move on with your fucking life." "No... no no." This isn't happening. Alice, you are in one of your nightmares again; you need to wake up. "Dean... wouldn't say that." "But he did. Tragically, you need to go find whoever is responsible for that thing inside of you." It felt like the blood pumping to my heart just stopped, and my vision was becoming blurry. I couldn't breathe properly; it felt like the world was coming down on me. Dean was a lot of things, but I never expected him

And drug both himself and JD across the slick floor. Cooper sat down on the couch and picked up the Omega-verse paperback romance novel that was on the cushion. He knew the author and had several of their books on his e-reader. Not that he would admit that. Unknown to most, he had two e-readers, the one that he read around everyone else, and the one that he read in the privacy of his small apartment. “This yours?” He asked Dean as he held up the book so she could see it. “Technically, it’s Cheryl’s. I already finished it. Is the bookmark blue or green?” Dean replied as she and JD worked on the sandwiches.

(TRIGGER WARNING: THIS CHAPTER CONTAINS HARASSMENT, STRONG LANGUAGE, BLOOD,VIOLENCE ETC READERS DISCRETION ADVISED) The room was cold. It was a nice, tiny room with just a bed. I couldn’t change here, not when I felt unsafe and unfamiliar. Plus seeing the Alpha like this I felt even more anxious. He was hurt and it was my job to protect him. I failed.

Kyle said apologetically, unable to speak among his fellow Alphas. “Honey, you told me your wounds were healing?” Devean's Luna whisper yelled at him. “It's nothing Catherine” Devean said calmly “The wound won't heal” Catherine said, a bit more frustrated this time. The Alpha's present scratched their necks awkwardly as their Luna's began searching for injuries. “Alpha Devean if you allow me, can I heal the wounds.” Seris said, as everywhere immediately became silent. Catherine hot up immediately as she went to Seris holding her hands.

I asked, trying to break the ice. He raised an eyebrow. "No, I don't need a drink. Just say what you came to say." But I persisted, walking over to the bar and pouring a glass of whiskey anyway. "Come on, Alpha. Just one drink. It might help calm us both down." I said. I was going to confess and tell him about the golden bloodline. I was going to tell him he needed me to protect him. He glared at me, but eventually relented, snatching the glass from my hand. "Fine. But this doesn't mean I'm going to listen to whatever ridiculousness you have to say."