Harry Doesn't Trust Anyone Fanfiction Novels & Stories

, - Harry says, and the guy standing next to him holds his arm, pulling him back. The guys' whispers in his ears, and Harry fixes his tie. “What are you doing here?” - he asks Karen. “Making a point” - she tells him. I know she has a smile even if I can’t see it. I don’t like her close to that guy. He’s hurt her before, and I don’t trust him. I don’t trust him at all.

"I've always had your back and that's why I'm the head of security, I won't let anything happen to the future Luna." He's right, I haven't questioned him before. To be a good alpha, you have to trust the people you have put in powerful positions. "I'm glad you met your mate, brother, I am." Harry begins and I know he's going to say something I won't like. "I just find this whole situation suspicious." I rub my face, he's saying things I already know. I just met the girl yesterday and already she is complicating my life. When I didn't know I had a mate out there somewhere, my life was easy and I had no real problems aside from finding ways to make more money.

“We don’t know who Damon is working with or what he is up to. Our suspicions aren’t enough to sway the pack, and we can’t go to the damn Elder Council. We need to be smart.” “We are being smart, Athena. The people in this room, your Luna Guard, and the Crescent Warriors are all people who can be trusted. We wouldn’t put you in danger or your mom. This pack has lost enough. We’re not losing you too,” Harry says as he places his hand on my shoulder. “Okay,” I sigh, but give him a smile. “I trust you all, and I trust your opinions. But can you please give me a heads-up next time before bringing anyone else into the fold?”

"I know, Susan, I know. Yesterday… yesterday I lost the little sanity I had left. I couldn’t believe what I was seeing. I still can’t. I can’t believe she has feelings for him." "Why not? If she never felt anything for you, maybe it’s because you were never man enough for her." "Daniel!" "If you lay a hand on her, I’ll kill you." "Oh, I’d love to see you try! I want to hear what excuse you’ll give your pregnant wife! You started this stupid game, and I’ll finish it. With her by my side. You’d better forget about her because she’s going to be my wife. For real." Harry stormed out the same way he had come in—furious but completely defeated. He knew everything now. He had seen her flirting with

I roll my eyes. "I've told you Harry, I can't tell you and for a record I'm not entitled to tell you every goddamn thing. Just let it be." I made a promise to Sydney and I can't break it. He made me swear to never tell this even to Harry. Besides telling him would also be risking his life. I can't do that to him. "You've not been yourself these past week since you left with that Kings man." I start laughing. Harry doesn't like Sydney and has been calling him all sorts of names that come to his mind. "Just tell me what happened. I don't trust him."

She asks. “Maybe.” I answer frankly but I still have no idea. “Honestly, I don’t personally know much about Harry because he does not say anything about himself to all of us. We know he is from London. We know he loves surfing. We didn’t know he can play the piano because he never ever touched the piano in the beach house. We didn’t know he was that great of a singer as how you claim him. We didn’t even know he is good in composing a song. We don’t even know his last name. We only know he is Harry. We hang out with him because he’s a really kind friend and he cares for us.” “How can you trust a person like that when he does not even tell you who he really is?” She asks.

The day Lily Bianchi returned from abroad, the Don Dario Moretti threw a street race in her honor. She was the woman he valued most. He ordered me to race, even though my old injuries hadn't healed. The wound on my arm tore open, and I lost control of the steering wheel. The car slammed head-on into a boulder. Pain ripped through me. When Dario drove past, he instinctively slowed down for a moment. Lily, riding shotgun, immediately rested a hand on Dario's shoulder. "Dario, why on earth did Lucia crash into the mountainside? Is it because you let me ride with you? She got jealous and hurt herself just to get your attention." Dario scoffed. "Nobody help her. She'll live. "Anyone who takes her

Like he didn’t dare believe it. Elena hugged both of us at once. “Pancakes?” David laughed. One real, shaky laugh. “Pancakes.” As we walked to the kitchen, Harry stood in the doorway. He’d heard everything. He looked at me. Then at David. Then at Elena between us. “Trust is fractured,” Harry said quietly. “But not broken. Not yet.” He stepped aside to let us pass. And I understood something I should’ve understood eleven years ago: The Benz men didn’t inherit money.

He said to the staff who obeyed. “You didn’t have to say that out loud.” I arched a brow at the dude before me. “Keep that between us. Don doesn’t have to know.” I folded my arms. “And who says I’m in?” “I don’t trust people, but I’m going to give you a chance,” Harry said, but before I could say a word to defend myself, he disappeared from my face. “Asshole!” I mumbled as I opened my purse, trying to see if I still had some cash in there to take a taxi home.

"Is it because of King? Is it because he won't let you date me?" King? Harmony moved her eyes over to the direction the girl's eyes stopped. King…. Oh. Silver hair, pitch-black clothing, and black eyes. Rhett King. Harmony felt the color drain out of her. For some reason, she had it in her instinct to run…. Maybe because she had shamefully cut the call on him yesterday but she didn't dare to express how she would react if he saw her. She decided it was too shameful to run away. Nobody would notice if she casually walked away—