Dean Winchester X Reader Protective Novels & Stories

Naomi's POV “I think the protection is too much.” Derrick had made it a duty to protect Dean at all costs. It was a good idea, but the way he was protecting him was too much. He had employed different guards that rotate duty to the point by there was always someone awake guiding Dean at midnight. I understood that he needed protection but he should allow the police to do their duty. “I don’t think it’s too much.” Emily countered. “If I also had the funds, I would employ as much as this number of security for Dean’s purpose.”

Oh now I’m falling. Except I don’t end up falling. I’m being held by my very good looking, and now that I’m in his arms, very fit professor. He’s looking so worried and I keep trying to breathe because he shouldn’t be worried. He’s saying things to me. I can’t hear him. I slowly pass out. ----- “I’ll be there by the hour. Take care of things till I get there.” What…? I’m in what looks to be a room. And was that Mr Winston?

He stood up, put his shoes back on, since he’d kicked them off before they slept. “What are you going to do when people object about your choice in me? What if I object?” “I’m the alpha, not them. My opinion is all that counts. They have to live with my decisions. As for you objecting. Kitten you were rubbing so nicely against my cock and balls last night I almost came in my jeans. I’m sure your panties are quite a mess right now with the evidence of how affected by me you are. I know I can smell it still. Now that I’ve temporarily marked you with my scent, I might get down to business and protect this pack. Remember, you aren’t leaving this bed until the healer clears you. I’ll be back late

“I should buy more for you.” My eyes scanned the area, terrified not for myself but for poor Harper. He was only recovering, and he had nothing to do with this. “But first, we have to do away with this.” Dean's eyes swept up at me now. “My lovely wife has no need for such dangerous things.” “Dean, please.” I struggled up to my knees. I did not care for the gun, but I wouldn’t forgive myself if he hurt Harper again. “Oh.” Dean stood up now, “I have to honey. You have no need for this when I can give you all the protection you need.” He raised his leg and stomped on the gun, again and again as his eyes took on a murderous glint.

“I know about it. There’s a young man that is getting closer to her, he’s, her protector.” “Her protector? Is he a wolf? Come on, Richard. Don’t be silly and get nuts.” Richard snorted. “I don’t care whether he is a Vladimir or just a protector for her!” He folded his two arms as Marrison stared at him. “I just want the peace that has been apart from me coming back to me, Marrison!” Marrison inhaled. “It’s going to be a difficult decision, Richard!” He tapped Richard’s shoulder.

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.

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.

He rubbed his forehead as he dropped his head back on the seat with a weary groan. At the doctor's Dean waited while Tony recieved some healing magical energy from the cute little woodsprite nurse that assisted Dr Rainwood at his clinic, she was apparently Willow's older sister and Dr Rainwood's niece. He sat out in the waiting room casually flicking through an old car magazine that was in the pile of women's magazines to read on the coffee table when Frank walked in with a grumpy expression. Dean clucked his tongue and dropped the magazine back on the table. "Did he really have to go and tell you?"

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."