Werewolf Bodyguard Novels & Stories

smile. "Of course, we do I just want to hear it from you. Imagine my surprise when the one and only Damon Williams takecare his bodyguard even tried to kill some small girl, the badass leader who can't live without his feamale bodygurd. I was wondering if the world was ending then." Damon chuck again. "Yea that small girl who basically try to kill me." The bastard had to be enjoying this and it shows.

"Hi, mom. Your son came? How are you? Is mom happy there?" "Sorry, I can only buy a bucket of roses, not your favorite flowers. But I promise your son will buy you your favorite flowers later. Mom, did you know? I've met that man. And now that I'm working as his daughter's bodyguard, you can rest assured that I will repay all of Mommy's pain at that time. And I will pay off for Mommy!" *** It was the first time her bodyguard had made Yoursa angry, even now she was walking alone without her bodyguard chasing after her.

The air was thick with tension, every shadow seeming to hide potential danger. As we approached the stone circle, a sudden, oppressive force stopped us in our tracks. The ground trembled, and a deep, resonant growl echoed through the trees. Out of the darkness stepped a massive figure, its eyes glowing with an unearthly light. It was a guardian, a powerful creature bound to protect the ancient site from intruders. The guardian was a towering werewolf, but unlike any we had seen before. Its fur shimmered with an ethereal light, and its claws glinted like polished silver. It exuded an aura of raw power, a force of nature that stood between us and our goal.

While gathering the dried branches, I heard a small rustle. I pause for a moment as I try to feel the environment that I am in. My heart is beating so fast and my hands are trembling, I think I know what is the reason behind the rustles. When I turn around, I saw a huge werewolf who was about to hit me with its sharp claws when Rendall suddenly ran towards me and stabbed the werewolf on its right leg. Whining in pain, the werewolf howled and tried its best to run away. “Are you okay?” Rendall asked and looked at my whole body trying to look for wounds or scratches, he sighed when he found nothing.

I even patted their heads. "Oh, thank you for not hurting me." I said and touched their head.The twins liked it and linked their tails around me. I saw a man rushing to come to us with two bodyguards. They looked at us like they knew these two young werewolves currently cuddling to me. The bodyguards surrounded me. "Maya, Matt, enough cuddling to her." the man called the names of these kids. The twin stopped from what they were doing and went to the bodyguards.

Hale started to explain. “Stripper cop is a werewolf!?” River exclaimed. “He isn’t a stripper, River. David is an Oregon State trooper and an essential member of my pack. He’s our Luna’s bodyguard.” Hale explained. “But as I was saying. David was able to pick up the distinct scent of your ex. Given your reaction to what I said, you didn’t know, which makes sense as all supernatural safeguards the secret of our existence. But Dane is a werewolf.”

my wolf said to me and I nodded to him. For those who don’t know protector is like a bodyguard who protects the luna and is selected by the moon goddess to be the protector. They don’t have mates. They are like the second mate. They have a strong urge to protect their charge which is their Luna even if that means losing their life while protecting her. Their urge to protect their luna and to be near them was as strong as their alpha. We were near the packhouse when I heard our alpha Mike and alpha Cole arguing about something. I shift into my human form and walk towards one of the trees in which we hide our clothes. I take a shirt and a pair of boxers from there and wear them.

Ada captures the deep emotional hurt vibrating through my voice and says, "The entire emergency layout tracks as completely settled now. My boots are traveling down the trail to see your face this very instant." After the wireless connection ends, my hand lifts up to wipe the final tears away from my eyes. The bodyguard wants to offer some comfort to calm my spirit down, but his mouth ends up dropping a rough comment instead, "Mr. Lube isn't dead on the ice! My internal beast absolutely hates witnessing wolves cry and whine over basic security friction." My eyes look up at his face with watery vision, asking, "What specific reason explains why your frame wasn't worried that a lethal scenario

He lands on the ground with a loud thud, drawing the rest of the attention in the area. “Nothing to see here, folks; the man didn't understand the word ‘no' when she told him,” Khaos explains clearly, and the crowd mumbles at him to save the day but dissipates. A guard comes up, and Khaos gives him the rundown on what happened. This guard is also a werewolf because Khaos goes on to explain that the man is a rogue and describes the man's scent. The adrenaline of my earlier anger and bravery slowly seeps from my body the whole way back to our seats.