The Protector Novel Levi Garrison Novels & Stories

Levi’s presence lingered here like a stain that wouldn’t wash out, even though he’d been locked away for months. Gavin’s hand rested firmly at my lower back, steady and protective. He hadn’t said much on the drive here, and I knew it was because he was worried about me. “Stay by my side,” he had told me as we got out of the car. The guard led us down a narrow corridor and stepped outside a reinforced room. Thick glass separated us from the inside. Levi sat at the table, wrists shackled, his dark hair longer than I remembered, his face gaunt… but his eyes were the same.

"No! I said stop! He's hurt, and he's down! That's enough!" 'Why do you chose to protect him even though he just brought suffering?' Gonzalo thought to himself as he watches Patricia carry Levi into his car and drive away.

To him. The irony wasn’t lost on me seeking protection in the arms of the man who destroyed my world. But my feet didn’t ask permission. They chose him anyway. His arms wrapped around me again, this time tighter. Protective. “What’s happening out there?” I whispered, voice shaking. He didn’t answer. But I felt it in his grip. Danger was here. And Damian was no longer the painter. He was the predator again. ********************* AUTHOR’S NOTE Hey lovely reader! 💛

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.

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.

Just wait, you will be begging for me. The next morning I woke up early for training. I needed to stretch my muscles and Petro wanted to be let out. I was looking forward to sparring with Garrison again. He wasn’t exactly a match for me, but he was the strongest warrior here that could hold his own against me. After he had begged me to train him and show him the fighting techniques I had learned with Red Lake Pack, he had improved drastically. He would serve well as Rose’s Gamma. I trusted him with her life. Garrison had told me that Beta Leo would have been the strongest opponent for me, but he had been MIA since the loss of the former Alpha. His son, Guile, had stepped in for him f

We have always chosen to stay loyal and submit to the alpha family. The role of the protector has remained with my family. Traditionally, the firstborn child of every other generation becomes the protector at the death of the previous one. The current protector trains the future one when they turn 12 years old or have their first shift. All protectors have a birthmark on their left shoulder to show their status. My grandmother was the previously chosen protector. The role now falls to me. So far, the council has not called me, but I am well prepared. The protectors have several roles in the werewolf community, as well as in the pack. We serve as Gamma, Lead Warrior, and trainer.

MY MATE, MY PROTECTOR. CHAPTER THIRTY - EIGHT Estelle's POV Guards swiftly surrounded him, he looked around slowly till his eyes landed in us. He used his hands to pack his hair back slowly, revealing his face more, his face features were a bit familiar, especially the blue eyes. "You've grown up so we'll" he spoke, he voice was thick and sounded like a little rumble. He was referring to Darius, who was now standing protectively in my front. I could feel the fear among the pack members.

**ALANNAH** Connor told me we would be leaving for Paris tomorrow, I tried really hard to show my excitement even though I was not really excited, I was scared, scared that my uncle will once again find us and this time he will hurt Connor. I didn’t want Connor in any kind of danger, I feel it’s kind of like my job to protect him now from the danger of my uncle and besides he shouldn’t be caught up in all of this mess. It’s my problem, I should definitely deal with it. I sighed before smiling and cuddling Connor even tighter, he pulled me in and as usual gave me a kiss. Closing my eyes I drifted to sleep.

She’s annoyed by his intrusion and the unsettling way he seems to read her like an open book, but also strangely drawn to the man who appears to be her complete opposite. Levi, haunted by the sins he committed while under a malicious hex, is given a shot at redemption by being assigned to protect Calista. Focused on his mission and nothing else, he vows to guard her life with the same ferocity with which he once destroyed others. Yet, the more he gets to know the bratty, complex heiress, the more he finds himself inexplicably drawn to her.