Novel & Cerita The Protector Novel Levi Garrison Free

"That's why I called you both here. I need you to finish what I started." "The vessel," Connor said quietly. "Yes." Elder Isaiah's voice hardened. "The girl carrying the abomination. She's still out there. Still pregnant. And someone is protecting her—a werewolf, powerful enough to have resources and connections I didn't anticipate." "Do we know who?" Tommy asked. "No. But whoever he is, he's good. He's kept her hidden. I couldn't even trace—" Elder Isaiah paused. "But they made a mistake. If they are really pressing for me to stay in here, that means he's worried. That means I was getting close."

I said wondering where this whole conversation was heading, "I want you to protect her," he said turning his phone screen to me, 'her'? my eyes slowly fell on the screen, a girl with her blonde hair packed in a ponytail sat with a pile of books by her side, she is obviously a nerd even her big round glasses say a lot, she looked fixated on whatever information she was getting from the book that even if an attack was to happen in the room right beside her she may not even know, but something about her made me feel there was more than what meets the eyes, "A girl really?" I asked in a bored tone,

"Don't be scared to express yourself with Logan. He's doing everything to give you space until you are ready for a wild ride - but don't take too long for him to wait for you, and I bet he says that he will because I know in his pants it's not patient enough to wait. Don't be afraid and mark him; otherwise, he will be taken. Don't let another Heather take him." I sat there listening to Lily's wise words. It's like she's a reincarnation of Gandhi, not because of their ethnicity but because she has the right things to say. And I was paying attention to her. "You think he won't leave me?" I asked quietly. "He won't," she promised. "But if he does, then let me know. My dad gave me a taser for em

“But just know, if you are ever in New York again, or if you are ever in need of protection, you can come to my club and I will keep you safe.” I’m shocked at this vampire’s willingness to help Tanya. “Thank you,” she says. He nods in a respectable way that feels like a gentleman’s behavior from a time long ago. Then he picks up the stalker’s body and in a blast of air, he’s gone. “Come on. Let’s get back to the hotel,” I say, hugging Tanya closer. The Guardians and their mates surround us, giving an added layer of protection to me and Tanya as Levi leads us out of this house in the middle of nowhere.

Levi released his hold, but kept his face close to his while maintaining what little control he had over his wolf. “Okay, but I need protection. Oliver is one powerful son of a gun. I know a lot of his secrets and I can help, but I need your word that you will protect me.” Levi squinted at Patrick, trying to find the lie in his words. “I don’t believe you.” Patrick’s eyes hardened. “I don’t care if you don’t believe me; I’ll walk. If you do believe me, though, I can help you save your girl. All I need is your protection.”

The next time we would meet, I was sure that he would kill me first before asking questions. This was why I needed a protector. Someone strong enough to get rid of Jonathan for me. Jonathan had Alpha blood in him and with the help of his occasional madness, he would be unstoppable against even the strongest werewolves. But I believed that Lucian would be able to take him down. Which was why I desperately needed him on my side. “Well, I don’t have the time to play bodyguard with you. And as for your thoughts on this matter, I was only being courteous.”

It was essential to determine who would be assigned to guard Selena, knowing that her safety was of utmost importance. "Who would be part of the protect team?" Fester asked, his voice filled with purpose. He needed individuals he could rely on to safeguard Selena, individuals who possessed both skill and dedication. Levi stepped forward, his posture displaying confidence and readiness. He was prepared to answer Fester's question with the utmost clarity. "I have selected Mason, Lucas and Alexa," he stated, his voice projecting certainty. "They are the best for the job, and I trust them with Selena's protection."

This is the man I’ve chosen to stand by. Finally, Levi releases him, throwing the man aside like a ragdoll. He slumps to the floor, gasping for breath, and I can’t help but feel a flicker of satisfaction. Levi’s eyes find mine then, softening just a fraction. There’s a tenderness there, but it’s brief—like a momentary lapse in the chaos around us. “I told you I’d protect you,” he says, his voice a low growl. And I believe him. I believe every word.

Instead, they stood before me, ready to protect me from any attack. “Damn it!” I grunted and wished the wheelchair was closer. I would have done it myself, but it was far from my reach. Soon, the noise died down, and the door to my room opened. Two guards walked in, including Levi, who wore just his boxers and was sweating, obviously having shifted into his wolf. “We were able to kill them all, Alpha,” a guard announced.

I spent my time training the new Protector Corps, wolves who had volunteered to defend the assembly from existential threats. Teaching them combat was easy. Teaching them restraint was harder. “A Protector’s job is not to win every fight,” I told my current class of twenty recruits. “It is to end threats while causing minimum harm. We are not warriors conquering enemies. We are guardians protecting something precious.” “What if the threat cannot be ended without killing?” a young female wolf named Serra asked. “Then you kill. But only as a last resort. Only when every other option has been exhausted. The moment you start choosing violence first, you become the threat we are supposed to prote