Levi Garrison The Protector 소설 & 이야기

Levi begins, looking at me with longing in his eyes. “She and I grew up together because her parents worked for my parents. She was one of my best friends, along with your Uncle Lance,” he continues, and I smile, looking down at my lap as Saben takes hold of my hand. “Like her parents, Phoebe was assigned as my hidden guard. It was because her parents—your grandparents—gave their lives to protect me and my parents from a band of rogues.” His voice cracks, and instinctively, I reach out to grab Levi’s hand with my free hand, squeezing it.

“And who’s this?” Levi, who had been looking around the compound with a kind of overwhelmed awe, immediately bristled at Eli’s tone. The defensiveness snapped back into place like a shield. “I’m Levi,” he said, his voice a challenge. “Who’re you?” Eli’s eyebrows rose slightly. “I’m Eli. Head of perimeter security. And we have a protocol for new arrivals.” “Yeah? What’s the protocol? A pat-down and a cavity search?” Levi shot back, crossing his arms. “I just spent two days with these two. I think they vouch for me not having a bomb up my ass.”

Except you want to see me run mad, huh? Kai’s words rang in her head with so much frustration and desperation. He had looked at her like she was slipping away like he was losing something he wasn’t ready to let go of. Then there was Levi. "Don't you know a Glade Guard? They are the best bodyguards in the country. The man... that's how they always look, the tattoo on his finger... it's not easy to acquire one. I can't myself. I've never seen one around him either, but there's one with you. They cost a fortune."

"I'll hold the line. You protect our future." The decision hung heavy, but time pressed. As they gathered—Autumn, Gale, Elias on a makeshift stretcher, Amaya, and a handful of guardians—Lysara began the ritual, her starlight weaving into the portal. Levi stayed behind, his beta strength amplified by a guardian pendant, ready to anchor and defend.

He hadn’t said a thing about it but Gabe wasn’t going to let him sit out on the topic. “You’re not going to help me out here?” Gabe asked. Leo leaned back in his chair, turned his head, and his eyes trailed over Gabe as he sat cross-legged beside me on the bed. “Nope,” Leo said. Gabe huffed but Leo just smiled at him. “I’m her guard, not her master. My job is to guard her against threats, wherever she goes. As long as she’s alive and breathing, I’m good.”

“Sabatine Stalker. Mr. Rogers sent me. My name is Leon Vartanian. I am his Head of Executive Protection. He’d like you to come in from the cold.” Leon. Sabatine knew the name. Anton had mentioned him once, in an offhand way, when discussing the failure of his previous security detail. “I have a new man, Leon. He doesn’t ask questions. He just sees threats and eliminates them. A useful tool.” The description had made Sabatine wary. Tools could be turned. “Prove it,” Sabatine called back, his own voice barely above a whisper, yet sharp. Without hesitation, Leon raised his left hand. It was not a weapon, but a phone. He tapped the screen, and a moment later, Sabatine’s own burn phone vibrated i

“How do you feel about reading romance novels in case I want to talk about my book boyfriends on the ride to work?” Levi cracked a rare smile. “I’ve guarded worse.” I laughed—really laughed—for the first time all day. Stacy smiled too. Quiet, satisfied. And in that moment, I knew. This was the right kind of protection. Levi didn’t eat. Just sipped his water while I poked at my pasta and tried to figure out what the hell you’re supposed to ask a man who’s essentially auditioning to be your human shield. “So, Levi,” I said, setting my fork down. “Have you done this kind of thing before? Guarding someone from an ex?”

"And Roarke? I hope you know what you're getting into. My son is not an easy man to work with." Daveson allowed himself a small smile. "I've noticed." Leonard's reaction was exactly as Daveson had predicted. "Absolutely not." Leonard's voice was flat, cold, final. He stood in his mother's office, arms crossed, his violet eyes hard. "I don't need a babysitter." "You need protection," Lissa countered, her tone brooking no argument. "Someone tried to kill me last week. You think they won't come after you next?"

… A month later, Meridian City held its annual charity gala for the city's elite. I turned down every other escort who'd asked, and walked in with a completely transformed Ryder on my arm. The moment we stepped into the ballroom, the noise of the crowd dropped for a beat. "That's the Ward family's new bodyguard? God, the way he carries himself..." "I heard Julian got stripped of everything and thrown out. I figured Celeste would need time to get over it, but she's already replaced him, and fast." "This new one looks a lot more dangerous than Julian ever did. Of course, Celeste would pick someone like that..."

Irene's Pov The morning of the Unity Hunt was the kind of crisp, clear day that should have been beautiful, but it just felt like a countdown to an execution. The whole estate was buzzing. Guards were polishing boots, and the high-ranking wolves were preening. It was a show for the public, a way to say look how united we are, while beneath the surface, we were all bleeding. I was wearing leather hunting gear. My shoulder was stiff but functional, and I was hyper-aware of the folded piece of paper tucked into my waistband.