The Protector Novel Levi Garrison Novels & Stories

Garrick’s arrival changed the hearing again. Valerian had claimed dynasty; Ashborne now claimed responsibility. Lorelai left both men standing until they defined what their protection would cost. The Ashborne guards remained at the threshold. Garrick stood before the open ledger with no chair, no private audience, and no way to disguise custody as a family conversation. “Protective custody,” Lorelai said. “Define it.” Garrick’s eyes moved over the delegation before returning to her. He had always known how to make a request sound like a responsibility someone else had forgotten.

My heart, for a moment, declined to leave her but I couldn’t stay back and let my people suffer like a pathetic one too. “Eliana, please try to understand, I must go, as the Alpha and as the Luna, the protection of my home is yours.” I murmured, taking her wrist and kissing them. “I don’t think I could,” “I trust you, the protector of my home,” She paused at my comment, mouth gaping in disbelief when I considered her as a protector, though as my Luna, she was. Regaining her senses gradually, she lowered her gaze and left me slowly, apprehending the state.

I slowly shifted my gaze to the tall blonde man standing ten feet from us. “He… He has been here before, with Alpha Richards. His name is Levi Garrison and he is a pack warrior with the Davis Pack. He likes to play rough and leave scars.” I told him with a shudder and suddenly, it felt as though everyone was watching me. I shifted my weight from my left foot to my right as I turned to his chest, looking up into his beautiful eyes that now seem to be glazed over. I could tell he was speaking to his men. His hand not holding mine settled on my hip. I could hear a commotion behind me and several raised voices as Levi was taken to the ground. Dallas held me to his chest before cupping my

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

Even injured, even slightly crooked from the bandaged shoulder, the man still carried himself like a king. “I just think you’re tired of running.” He hesitated. For Alessandro, hesitation was the equivalent of dropping to his knees in public. “You deserve a place where nobody has to look over their shoulder every time they breathe.” His voice lowered. “And the only way to keep them safe is here. In Italy. Under my protection.” His eyes locked onto mine. “Enzo had contacts everywhere. The States. Brazil. Argentina. Doesn’t matter where you run, Moretti. He found you in Hawaii. His people will find you again.”

On the day the kidnappers killed my son, I did not cry. I paid top dollar for the best lawyer in the city to argue that the kidnapper was innocent. And once he was free, I signed ten percent of my shares over to him. I also gave him the house my son had loved most. My husband, Alex Thomas, slapped me in front of the press. He called me a cold-blooded monster. People on social media boycotted my company and demanded my family kick me out. I endured every insult and every attack in silence. At the review hearing, I looked at my husband. "I thought you, of all people, would understand me."

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.”

My fur was unique as it was a silver color and I had a black strand on my head. I attacked the Alpha of the Blood Moon pack immediately and gave him a bad bite on his neck. He was bleeding profusely. I was also getting tired at that moment. They've been after us for weeks. They are the only pack that has taken me so much time to kill ever since I became a protector. I continued killing the other wolves as they were omegas and rogues, it was very easy for me to kill. I changed back to my human form immediately and I was naked. I didn't care. Alpha Jareth must not die. I went to Alpha Jareth. I grabbed his wrist and he was hot.

’ Layla slammed her book shut, and pressed her hand against her lips as the reality dawned in her. ‘Does this mean Zayne is my protector? Zayne? My protector?! It makes sense since he’s my mate but Zayne as my protector?! This is crazy! He can’t be by protector! He hates me! How is someone who hates me supposed to protect me? If I were hit by a truck and thrown down a cliff, he would cheer.’ She threw the book on the ground again and fell face-flat onto her bed.

I sensed her watching us and piecing it together. “He’s my protector,” she whispered. My head looked towards her at her words. “It’s like…” She bobbed her head around as she thought. “It’s like a gamma. The protector is chosen specially for the luna, to keep her safe when her mate can’t. Drew’s kind of the fairy version of a gamma. For me.” I looked back at Drew for confirmation, and he nodded. “That’s all we can really tell you right now,” she finished.