Transformers Fanfiction Autobots Protective Of Sam Mga Nobela at Kwento

"No, Sam. Don't listen to his words. You never were an obstacle to anyone and you never will be." "I wonder__ I wonder, what the hell have I done to make my own uncle to hate me that much?" I inhale his scent deeply. "Sam, don't feel sad about it," he says softly. "Your uncle is a Protector of The Conditorem, a person in disguise. Trust me, from now on, I will be with your side and I won't let him do any harm to you," he wipes my tears with his thumb. "But I also understand, if you have some trust issues with me. And if you don't__ want me to stay with you," he adds.

"We must find a way to solve this, Papa, if we can change the future. It could be an advantage. For centuries, kings and warriors consulted seers before they made a move. They were accurately predicting the future to plot war to their advantage. The seer can tell us if it's possible to avert the incoming danger. Sam could be protected if we can move before they could." I looked at my brother. His demeanor had changed. He seemed older and more mature in his ways as they discussed my situation. "Excuse me... I'm still here. What are you talking about? Who is "they"? Why do I need protection?" "Sam..." my father gently strokes my head. "Trust us. We are trying to find a solution to your vision.

With both of them here, both claiming their purpose was to protect me, I felt the strain more than ever. “I’m here to help you all,” Samuel said, his tone calm but direct, his eyes shifting between Victor and me. “I think Shane’s reach is broader than we thought. It only makes sense that we cover as much ground as possible.” “Yes, that’s right,” Fabian answered. “We need all the help, of course. Better watch out for Troy too.” Victor’s jaw tightened, though he said nothing, his arm staying firmly around my shoulders as if to reinforce his silent stance on Samuel’s presence.

Jay said this while understanding Samantha's feelings towards her father. "Jay, you are so understandable; I love you." Damon makes a heart symbol. Jay laughs in response. Samantha looks at the rest of the guards outside through the window. "What about the rest of the guards?" "I’ll take care of them." Jay replied. '"Thank you." "I trust you." Samantha gives Jay's phone back to him, trusting - he won't report anything to Aaron in the meantime. Jay smiled in response, and Samantha and Damon got out of the car.

“The last one was special too. It walked and talked, remember?” “But this one sings, Daddy!” I sighed. “Max, Mommy already said enough.” Max looked at me, clutching his little jaguar like it would defend him. “Mommy, this is a humanitarian mission. If the Autobots aren’t complete, we’ll lose to the Decepticons!” Pascha chuckled, and I shot him a warning glance. “I’m not getting involved. But…” He leaned toward Max, smirking. “Don’t activate your Latina Mommy mode. That’s scarier than any Megatron attack.”

He would tear this innocent baby apart to erase the stain on his pride. "I promised her," I choked out, my inner wolf whining in deep, agonizing sorrow. I reached down and gently scooped the baby into my arms. She was so light, warm against my chest, her tiny fingers twitching against my shirt. "I promised I'd protect you, Maya." The door to the private room clicked open, and I jumped, my heart leaping into my throat. I squeezed Maya tighter, my body instinctively shielding her as my omega instincts flared, screaming at me to run, to hide, to defend.

“Lee is just like my child. It is in my nature to protect them but I am leaving you in the forefront is because you have a special connection with Sami that even I can't deny.” Sami appeared at my side then, tugging gently at my sleeve. “Mummy… are we okay?” I knelt, smoothing his hair back. “We’re okay, sweetheart. Because we have each other.” Adam stepped close behind me, resting a protective hand on my shoulder. “And because we stick together. Nothing can break that.”

Where the hell does this little and poor omega have so much courage? Sam immediately jumps in front of her trying to protect her, but Cara doesn't even make the slightest gesture. "You knew, didn't it!?!?" I ask her angrily, pushing Sam to get past him, but he still gets in front of me to protect Cara. "SAM!" I say, looking him in the eye. "If you don't want me to hurt you, I suggest you stand aside. That's none of your business! ” "Is it not my business?" Sam asks me in horror. "She is my mate, everything about her is my business," he replies, and right now I see a reaction on Cara's face. She turns her head and looks at him with her mouth open.

The warrior waiting in the hall removes the body so it can be taken care of. Sam moves and stands across from me. “It doesn’t sound good,” he says as he sighs. “What?” I ask him. “We are trying to protect Jenna and we do not even know what from,” he says. “It could simply be a rogue who is full of himself, but it doesn’t sound like it,” Sam says wearily. I nod my agreement putting my face in my hands. What the hell were we going to do to protect Jenna?

Sam patted his head and then carried him in his arms. "But you know, right? She loves you more than anything." He said, and Chris nodded along. "She's doing it all for you, trying her best to protect you." He said, his eyes fixed on that sleek figure walking in front of him. He became surprisingly serious, as he said those words; his voice went grave as if he was giving someone a warning. "Let's go!" Sam said the next second as he looked at Chris and was smiling cheerfully again. "Yes!" Chris said as he started giggling