Romans & histoires Transformers Fanfiction Autobots Protective Of Sam

Something else," Sammy snorted. “By the way, Jasper advised me to stay away from you. - Seriously? the guy laughed, but it seemed to her that he gripped the steering wheel more tightly in his hands. - Tell him next time, let him go to ... - OK OK! Samantha interrupted. - We've gone. - That's the same. - What about Abi? Sammy narrowed her eyes, and Doyle looked at her in surprise. - What's with her? "She doesn't seem very happy that you're protecting me." - Are you afraid of her? he asked bluntly, and Sammy shook her head.

he says with a menacing smile, “Let’s do that. Give me back my Beta, and I’ll go. No problem. You two won’t ever see me again. But I WILL take back what’s mine.” “Sam, what are you even doing here,” Tabby asks him, and I can hear the tremor of fear in her voice, “You declared me rogue, you sent me away. Why do you even care that I’m here with Levi and Amber? What does it matter what I do? You kicked me out, remember?” Sam pauses in his pacing for a moment, appearing to consider her statement. Then he shakes his head, and I can see his anger return with a vengeance.

he says. Just then, Sam bursts into the conversation. "Guys, we still have a problem!" he says, his eyes wide. "Aurora is still on the move, and she's heading straight for the guardian temple. We need to stop her before it's too late." Lucien and I glare at him, in perfect unison. "Shut up, Sam!" we yell, our voices laced with annoyance. Sam looks taken aback, his eyes darting between us. "But you guys do understand the urgency right?” he starts.

He leaned back in his chair. “That AI protects everything.” “His finances.” “His location.” “His identity.” Dennis folded his hands. “So we destroy Sam.” ⸻ Back in the Antarctic Facility Inside the underground bunker in Antarctica, Sam finished playing the recording. The room was silent. Sarah looked uneasy. “They’re coming after you.” Sam replied calmly. “Correct.” Mei frowned. “Can they actually do anything?” Sam paused. Then answered honestly. “Possibly.” John leaned back in his chair.

He was gone. Samuel screamed again, a sound that pierced the storm, the rain of silver lasers, the fire consuming the estate. His claws struck the floor, the walls, the sky itself, as the golden aura expanded, creating a shield of molten light that deflected the drones, incinerated incoming beams, and sent shockwaves through the human attackers. The estate trembled as if the very foundations feared the force it contained. Adrian gripped Samuel’s arm. “Samuel… you need to calm down! You’re going to burn us all!”

Behind her stood a dozen Blight-Walkers, their claws clicking against the stone. "Thank you for finding the book for me, sister," Samantha said, her voice sounding like a thousand distorted whispers. "I couldn't touch it while it was under the hearth. The 'Mother's Protection' was too strong. But now that it's in your hands... it’s fair game." Samantha raised a hand, and the shadows in the room turned into physical lashes, wrapping around Audrey’s ankles and pulling her toward the dark. "Terren," Samantha said, looking at her father with utter disgust. "Finish your purpose."

“I don’t mind.” “But I do,” he says, lowering his head, and I can feel his tears spilling on my arms. “I’m going to try and fix your wound, okay? You’re going to be brave for me, okay?” Austin reached me just in time. “Seline!” “Stay away from her!” Sam snarls at him. “This happened because of you!” “You may be her father, but I’m her mate!” Austin growls right back. I don’t hear anything else after that, my eyes focusing on Sam’s face, with what little life I have left in me.

” ”I’m not, but you know the plan,” He said and gestured with his head to where Damien stood. He looked carefree like he was watching a tv show. ”He doesn't look to mind,” I said and turned my attention back on Sam. He was protecting her, getting in-between and asking me to stop. He had never done that before so something was going on with him. ”He minds, he just doesn't let it show,” He said with a lowered voice. Steph was pushing off with her hands, half her body raised from the floor as she supported herself. Her eyes were going between mine and Sam's.

“I would never do that to you. Not to us. You’re it for me. You’ve always been it.” Something inside me wavered, “what if he was saying the truth?” but I held it down with anger. My heart wanted to believe him, to let him in, but my head screamed to keep the walls up. “Anna.” His voice softened, almost breaking. “Come home with me. Please. Let’s talk this out. Let’s fix this before it’s too late. I can’t…” “Don’t listen to him, Anna!” Samuel’s voice sliced through the air, sharp and steady. He stepped forward, his eyes blazing with anger and something else… something protective.

I felt tears burning again. “Everyone stop!” I shouted. “This is my life. My choice.” WESLEY’S POV I stood there watching Samantha’s parents tear into her, and something protective surged in my chest. Her dad looked ready to drag her out. Her mum looked heartbroken. This was exactly what she’d been scared of. I stepped closer to her, putting my arm around her shoulders. “Mr and Mrs Williams, I get it. You’re protective. But Samantha is twenty. She’s smart. She’s strong. And she makes her own decisions.”