Robbie Reyes Shield Novels & Stories

I was on the verge of tears as I pleaded, feeling Ate Raine comfortingly rub my shoulder. Lieutenant Trinidad looked at me gently and placed a reassuring hand on my head. "I will help you, Raegan. We will find a way to save and protect your friend, okay? I will get another officer to assist me with her situation. Don't worry, he is my best friend and completely trustworthy. We will make sure this reaches higher authorities," he promised. Relieved, I broke down in tears again, thanking him repeatedly.

Away from the monitors, Lucas was staring at the redesigned shield seated on another bench. There was a metallic band fitted onto his right arm between his elbow and wrist. It was a supercharged electromagnet that Natasha had helped him put on after which they had gone on to do some test runs and turns out the shield worked effectively such that whenever Lucas would toss his shield, it would come gliding back to him like a boomerang. “A boomershield,” Natasha had called it and Lucas had been unable to resist the playful look in her blue eyes, almost to a point that their faces were inches away from each other right before they had heard that explosion.

Cory asked as he stretched his legs. “Of course.” Bulletproof said casually. “We have our men watching the place…” Reese rolled his eyes, he hated being under his father’s men’s watch but what choice did he have now he had Quinn here, he certainly couldn’t risk a front on confrontation with the mafia right here. Cory squinted at the guy. “And who are you, I haven’t seen you around here before?” “This is Bulletproof…he’s basically just a human shield.” Reese hissed snidely, taking Quinn’s hand and walking in through the back gate to the pool area.

Not saying a word and when the light finally faded out and our private doctor stepped out, I stood up as well. “ Well…” he pulled off the mask he had on. “ He is fine. He was shot in his knees, which affected him a bit, and he might take a longer time to walk properly, but the bulletproof vest he had on was helpful as well. It saved him, aside from some cracked ribs, he is okay. We just have to give him time to heal” I stumbled backward, almost hitting the ground if not for Ryan's hold. “ You should conduct a test on her as well. Reina looks like she would need it”

“Rya, just move. Please.” I shook my head, tears burning behind my eyes. “No. This is the best thing for Reagan. And Gwen... she wanted this.” Reagan scoffed, eyes narrowing. “Enough of this bullshit.” Before I could speak, he took off at wolf speed coming straight for me. But… BAM. He hit something invisible mid-run and was thrown back a step. “What the hell?” he muttered, pushing his hand forward. It burned. Amy had cast a protection barrier. Reagan growled, slamming his fists into the shield. “Let me in! Andrea…”

the guard whispered into his ears. “on top of that, the innocent girl is a lunatic. I don't know why anyone would want to hurt such a girl” he said with a pitiful tone, after getting the information he needed. Robert realized that Zendaya is in greater danger, despite all his efforts to prevent such. “Sorry about that, I will leave now. I think I will come back when the situation is back to normal ” Robert said. After saying goodbye to the guard, Robert went to report the situation to Rodney Kingsley, he was sad but he decided to believe him anyway, they turn back and shifted to their solve forms to enable them to reach the camp before the moon brightens up.

He nodded and sat on it. "Why are you wearing a mask?" Robbie pointed his finger at his mask. "Robbie," He said with warning. Robbie shrugged his shoulders, "I wanna see the face behind this mask." He simply said. He shook his head, still staring at him silently. Robbie raised his one hand in surrender, "My wife is also part of this family." He said. He shot his brows at his younger brother, "She knows self-defense. And it's not about your wife. Amiya needs someone to protect her closely." He set his jaw as a stone and glowered at him, "Don't make anything hard. Let him do his job."

Ryan answers all while giving Alberto an evil glare. "We already have extra guards checking out the area as we speak," Shane says before I can even open my mouth, and that right there is one of the many reasons why he is my Beta. "Good job, Beta." He nods his appreciation as he stands back against the wall next to Robbie and I move over to the wall next to Ryan.

Not proof. Proof would be a miracle at this point. Outside the office door, I hear someone burst into tears. Probably one of the interns who’s been doomscrolling the headlines about Rosemary’s so-called ‘corporate collapse.’ I swallow the rising panic. Officer Raymond continues, “Now, between us, something else has come up. Word in the department is that Vanessa Abrams… has been shielded before.” My pulse stutters. “Shielded how?” “By Maximilian Edwards.” The room tilts.

It was a visceral reminder that the shield he provided came at a cost, a cost he was willing to pay for my safety. I could feel the energy draining from him, the toll of our escape manifesting in the weariness etched on his face. His breaths were heavy, and he winced occasionally, suppressing the pain that threatened to consume him. The image of him suffering for my sake was a dagger to my heart. His strong hand clasped mine, a lifeline amid the swirling maelstrom. "Stay close, Eve," he urged. Panic painted the faces of our werewolf warriors, but Ryan's focus remained resolute. In the midst of the brawl, a sudden burst of aggression targeted us, and Ryan shielded me with a swift, selfless mo