Protective Instincts Novels & Stories

Elena sat across from her at the long table and opened the notebook she had brought with her. Then she began. She told us what she had held back. Not out of deception. Out of caution. Nadia had called it the inheritance. The protection response Elena had already mentioned was only the first layer. The Ashmoon bloodline had always been more complicated than that. “The protection response is the most immediate manifestation,” Elena said. “It activates when the bond or the pack is under genuine threat. It’s instinctive, territorial, operating on a frequency that bypasses physical strength entirely. It’s what you felt with the rogues, Ava –the preemptive awareness, the immediate reaction before

"The bonded wolf experiences an involuntary drive to position itself between its mate and any perceived threat. This is not a choice. It is a physiological response rooted in—" I stopped listening to the words. I heard them, but I stopped letting them land. They were landing anyway. Instinctive protection. How many times had I stepped between Val and something that wanted to hurt her before I'd made the conscious decision to move. Scent fixation. The way I always knew where she was in a room before I looked. The way her scent, even wolfsbane-suppressed, even buried under twelve other smell, registered in my brain like a frequency nothing else was on.

“But look at me, I’m still standing. I’m stronger than you think!” Ruth wasn’t fooled by that smile. She could see right through it. “Do you… really have to keep this baby? When even her own father doesn’t want her?” Emily went quiet. She wasn’t sure if it was just hormones making her this protective, but despite how much she hated Aaron, she couldn’t help but shield this child with everything she had. She’d read that pregnancy hormones can override self-preservation instincts, pushing a mother to take extreme risks just to protect her unborn baby.

And a fierce, protective instinct, primal and unexpected, surged within me. My heart almost went with her as she turned and fled, a desperate, panicked flight that left a hollow ache in my chest. I took an instinctive step forward, wanting to follow, to go after her, to shield her from whatever unseen threat was causing her such distress. To protect her. To do something to ease the raw terror in her eyes. But I stopped, my foot hovering mid-step.

In this moment, I want nothing more than to hunt down every member of her former pack and tear them limb from limb. The rational part of my mind, buried deep beneath layers of rage and protective instinct, knows that this reaction is... extreme. Unprecedented. I've never felt this way before, never lost control like this over someone else's pain. But I can't bring myself to care. All I can focus on is the need to protect her, to keep her safe. To destroy anyone who would dare to harm her.

“But why would I even let someone from a pack that I recently usurped to work by my side? What are the chances that you won’t stab my back the first opportunity that you get? You’re known to be sly, don’t you know?” Well, I couldn’t refute the reasons for his doubts. But I had to win him over somehow. “I won’t betray you… on the account that you protect me.” “Protect you?” “I assume that Jonathan is still on the loose, isn’t he? That’s bad news for me. If he finds out that I’m still alive, he’ll come for me.” I added an edge of desperation to my tone. “Why?” “Because he hates me! He’ll do anything in his power to get rid of me. If you protect me, I swear, I’ll never betray you.”

I could have lost Zuri. As that thought goes through me rage at the pretty female makes me growl. She got frightened and started screaming which almost cost me my life partner. "What? She and the others could have been killed," Nole fires back at Modok sounding as angry as I feel. "She did it to protect, Burk. She is human... she thought he was in real danger so she provided a distraction. The humans feel a duty to protect individuals they care about," Modok states as if it should be plain for us to see and my mouth goes slack for a moment.

My brother lowered his head and gripped my hand tightly. "Everything has happened. It wasn't your fault." I shook my head. It was my fault because I couldn't fight them and became a coward. My wolf reprimanded me and asked me to throw all those thoughts away. She satirized me because I don't blame anyone else except myself. "I promise I will always protect you." Gregory looked at me deeply, and his face showed seriousness. "That incident will not be repeated." "That's right. Daddy will make sure you are always safe from all sorts of dangers. Daddy won't even let an ant bite you." Dad hit the ants walking on the wall.

SAWYER'S POV “You're a bloody bastard, Sawyer!” “How am I the one being insulted when I didn’t do shit?” “You fucking stabbed him with a silver blade! That's what you did.” “I was trying to protect you!’ “Don’t insult me, boy. I have and I will never need your protection. You of all people should know that. You didn’t stab the cold blooded Alpha because you were trying to ‘protect’ me.” My lips parted yet no words ;left my mouth in my defense. Troy stepped closer. The heat from his body enveloped mine while his gaze invaded my soul.

" I didn't save you because I was worried about you. Don't take it personally. I am an Alpha, this Pack's Alpha. Protecting the members of my pack is my duty. I would have done the same if the person in danger were someone else " " When I saw the dagger aimed at your back, I had acted faster even before my mind could. That is called an Alpha's Protective instincts. That's what I was trained in. It had nothing to do with you. Don't get the wrong impression. " He explained, patiently, slowly, like he wanted every word to sink, as if he was afraid of not being understood enough, and yet, his gaze remained locked away. And it felt like in his heart, I wasn't even