Her Mates Her Protectors Novels & Stories

Human or not, she is the other half of my soul. Three of my members beat me by half a second, and I grow weary as the female human's screams stop. As I rip through the thick branches and undergrowth, I spot her crawling—joy glazes over my vision as I look over her features. I tear two of our enemies apart at once without giving them a glance. My members form a circle of protection as they decimate the rest of the small group, and I move toward my mate, who is so focused on her dead companion. She isnt even protecting herself. Her eyes are on him only, and a possessive snarl builds in my throat as I realize they were a romantic couple.

She was the only being who dares call him by name in the whole of the Mambas Organisation, no one else ever dares that. He adores her so much and she had opted to be the father she never had, and she, the daughter he never had. They were infact, family they never had to themselves. He had nurtured and trained her for nine years now, and she had grown into a beautiful strong lady. She was his right hand man, and had gone for so many operations and of course, returned victorious. She had become so dreaded just like him, and had been nicknamed Queen Mafia, for she had become mafia herself. Boss J was the name they had begun calling her.

Connor said back. Watching these two is like watching a mother and her son, they have so much Chemistry, I can feel it. Nanny McPhee knew all there is to know about Connor and even more and she seems really protective of him like a mother hen protecting her chicks. I smiled as I watch them and remembered what loving family ours was too before the accident.

"Not if you choose her." But they keep moving toward us. My mate and I stand back to back. I am scared, but I trust him to protect me. I feel protected with him by my side. He is my Alpha. He is my mate. He has chosen me. He is willing to fight for what he loves. We will fight for each other. "You will leave my mate alone," he says firmly. "She is under my protection. Anyone who harms her will answer to me." "You would protect a murderer?"

My fur was unique as it was a silver color and I had a black strand on my head. I attacked the Alpha of the Blood Moon pack immediately and gave him a bad bite on his neck. He was bleeding profusely. I was also getting tired at that moment. They've been after us for weeks. They are the only pack that has taken me so much time to kill ever since I became a protector. I continued killing the other wolves as they were omegas and rogues, it was very easy for me to kill. I changed back to my human form immediately and I was naked. I didn't care. Alpha Jareth must not die. I went to Alpha Jareth. I grabbed his wrist and he was hot.

In time, she would soon learn just how much she would be protected. I started walking again without saying anything to her. She looked back over my shoulder and noticed there were two Warriors who were following me as well. "Are these men here to protect you or me?" I laughed out loud as I shook my head back and forth as I answered her. "My mate, they are here to do both. They know that I am well capable of tending to myself, however, due to the events that happened here recently, they are going to protect both. You, if we are separated, then they would protect you first. You are not nearly as strong as I am therefore they would do what is necessary to protect you first."

“He deserves to pay for everything he and his family have done.” “No,” she growled back, louder, deeper. “If you want him, Jackson, you go through me first.” I blinked. My baby sister. My little tornado. Standing between me and revenge—for him. I shook my head, heart pounding. “Why are you protecting him?” She didn’t answer right away. But her eyes—those gold-flecked eyes—spoke volumes. And what they said hit me like a gut punch. He’s her mate. Oh hell.

"She willingly told you? It's common knowledge that all keepers should keep a low profile, especially if you have no one by your side protecting you. Keepers would be vulnerable by themselves and that is why finding your protector is really important for us. Protectors are any supernatural beings that were born and assigned to a certain keeper. It is somehow like mates. Protector and Keepers feel an internal connection. Protectors would feel the urge and obligation to protect keepers while keepers would feel safe and trust their protectors instantly. "She didn't exactly," he answered. "She was being chased by a group of people and I happen to be there to scare them off. Since I was curious a

“You can’t be.” Leisurely, as if I had all the time in the world, I glided toward her. Both guys stood in front of her, glaring at me. I laughed. “What are you two, her guards?” The she-wolf parted the two guys like the red sea and stepped forward. “Stand down, guys. If he was going to hurt me, he would have already,” she said, confidence in her voice. “He’s my mate, and no harm shall come to him, no matter what. The Goddess wouldn’t have mated me with him if she knew he would hurt me.”

He swallows and nods. “Yes, Alpha I know.” I reach out and give Jake a hug, Kane growls. Oops. Now he was going to be mad at me. “Kane, it’s fine, just a friendly hug. He is your Beta after all, all of them are Beta’s to protect the Luna. They are going to have to get to know me, you know. I am sorry.” Kane looks at me then Jake. “Yes, I know. Doesn’t mean I like it. He’s still unmated. It’s instinct to want to protect you from unmated people. It’s the same for my brothers, trust me.” I giggle.