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Torn Between The Alpha and His Bodyguard Coffee
Savannah sees me coming first, her eyes narrowing, and she makes a concerted effort to move closer to Artemis. Everything she does is to keep him focused on her, and that’s fine. I won’t win his attention by being fake and deceitful. I’ll win it just by being in the room. I grab a mug and sneak to the fridge, grabbing out the creamer, and I smile to myself. There is no way he won’t see me getting into the fridge. I turn and tiptoe to the coffee machine, not at all trying to hide myself, but it’s a nice little show to prove I’m not trying to impede. “Tatum,” his velvety voice calls cheerfully and I spin to look at him like a deer caught in the headlights. He looks handsome, as always, only this time he is dawning a little stubble and it pronounces his jawline more. My eyes find his perfectly pink lips and I know he sees me checking him out as the corner of his lips twitch up.“I’m sorry. I know you guys are chatting. Just pretend I am not here. I just needed some coffee.” I say, poin
Torn Between The Alpha and His Bodyguard Protection
Artemis smiles before he sighs and pulls me to his chest. He holds me close, clinging to me like I’m some life-sustaining source. He seems more open to me, vulnerable than he has been before, and I can’t tell if it’s because of the run or just the amazing dates we have had. “What should we do on this date of ours?” He asks, pulling back and looking down at me. His eyes are full of mischief and I notice a dance between his usual color and black, as if his wolf wants a moment of my time, too. I can’t help but smile up at him and he looks like he is going to crumble. It can’t be easy balancing an entire world, going on nine years without a mate, all while trying to find the suitable woman for not just him but all of us. The stress this gentle man has had to live with is not easy. Artemis pulls me close again and I breathe deep. I don’t know how to feel about all of this, but at this moment, all I know is it feels right to be in his arm. He leans down, pressing his forehead to mine, hi
Torn Between The Alpha and His Bodyguard Pity party
*Maverick*“Are you mad at me?” Tatum asks tentatively, and I clench my jaw.Mad? Mad doesn’t scratch the surface of what I feel. These pesky emotions I have zero right to but drown in any way. Am I mad? No. Im fucking livid. I’m aching. I had tried to convince myself any feelings for her were gone. That they just keep resurfacing because she is the first person I’ve talked to from my past. All this entire debacle has done is reaffirm how fucking wrong that notion is.Tatum’s eyes fill up with tears again and my stomach sinks. I thought seeing her kiss another man was bad. But this, this is a whole other level of maddening. There is nothing I can do about tears or anxiety over actions. Shit, I can’t fight off the invisible. Add in the factor that she probably would recoil at my touch if I tried to console her and I’m lost on so many levels. How to act, what else to say, how to help her? I’m already breaking my own rules. My oath’s in a way. Thankfully, I can quantify it as protecting
Torn Between The Alpha and His Bodyguard Text, text, text
*Tatum* I roll over, checking my phone for the hundredth time tonight. It has been four days of radio silence from Artemis. I haven’t been able to bring myself to text him again since the first text, but there is no way he hasn’t thought of texting me and seen it. I mean, it was just a kiss, wasn’t it? It got a little heavy, yes…but is that entirely uncommon when people like each other? My phone dings and I see a text from an unknown number and my heart flutters at the thought that Artemis might just be using a different phone. I swipe over the message, opening it with a giddy smile, only for it to fall from my lips in an instant. –Go to sleep– I furrow my brows –Who is this?-- –Don’t ask stupid questions– I scoff loudly and sit up, already annoyed with this anonymous texter. –How is it stupid a stupid question when this is an unknown number in my phone?-- –Wow, so you really erased every memory of me– I tilt my head, looking up at the open doorway leading to Maverick’s roo
Torn Between The Alpha and His Bodyguard A monster
The high of Artemis’ text response to Clem has officially worn off and in its place is now an anxious energy. Artemis is due back today. In fact, he is probably already back; I remind myself, looking down at my watch.Shit. I push myself further, running harder. Maybe I can outrun the anxiety I have over confronting him. This morning when I laced up my shoes I was a little nervous. But with every passing second, my confidence sways and I realize the text really means nothing. Artemis didn’t send it to me. He sent it to Clem who he was texting all night while still actively ignoring me. It was never meant for my eyes, so why would I assume he meant in a good way? He could have meant it in a ‘yeah, she is’ plus a grimace type way. Or maybe he said it because he didn’t know how else to respond to her bringing me up. It must have been awkward.I pass the fountain in the middle of the woods and choose to go past it. This is the furthest I have ever gone before. But if I found this out her
Torn Between The Alpha and His Bodyguard Something is off...
*Maverick*The odds are not in my favor as I take a hesitant step back, cursing under my breath. Where the hell are these assholes even coming from and why the hell are they not the usual rogues? They die like a rogue but they fight like well-trained warriors. That’s enough to make my wolf and I feel on edge, like something is off. Like there are things we don’t know but should.I’m surrounded, waiting for the attack, yet no one moves, as if they are waiting for the green light from someone. I growl, low in my chest, my patience officially gone as I take the lead, rushing the two rogues ahead of me. Their eyes grow wide, the one on the right ducking intime to miss my tackle as I take down the other. We roll, both of us fighting for the upper hand as we tumble over the jaded rocks. I can feel them slicing into my back and I push myself over once more, landing me on top. There’s no time to give him a moment to breathe, so launch my fist into his face, my knuckles creaking with every bl
Torn Between The Alpha and His Bodyguard Get over it
*Tatum*I see Maverick’s outline, the general size of his imposing figure as I look up at him, unwilling to pull myself out of bed. I killed someone. An actual living, breathing person with a life and friends. I didn’t just kill him; I laid in his entrails and was showered in his blood like some sick fucking right of warrior passage. One I didn’t ask for.“Are you in pain?” He asks softly. I shake my head no. I was fortunate enough to not have any serious injuries, other than a chewed up ankle, the rest of my cuts and bruises have already healed. The healer even took the time to wrap my ankle in some type of leaves with some herbs that have taken my pain away. “Then why the hell are you crying?” Maverick asks. There is an edge to his voice, almost as if he is angry with me, and it only makes my lips quiver as more tears flood down my cheek. These damn emotions, these damn eyes.“I killed someone.” I whisper, guilt sliding up my spine and making me shudder. I can still smell him on m
Torn Between The Alpha and His Bodyguard Out Assholed
“How’d she take it?” Maverick asks, following along behind me down the hallway.“As expected.” I mumble, unable to pull myself out of this grumpiness surrounding me. “So she cried then?” He verifies, and I toss him a glare over my shoulder.“No, she assured me it’s fine and that my safety comes first.” I snark at him before looking back down the hallway and rolling my eyes. “Hmmm.” He hums and the sound irritates my ears, feeding my already sour mood. I whip around to face him, my hands on my hips. “‘Hmm’ what, Maverick?”He slides me a grin. “Wasn’t sure if she was a crier like you or not.” He simply shrugs, as if he didn’t just verbally attack me for the shit I went through yesterday. Does his dickishness know no bounds? My lips twitch into a sneer as my eyes narrow and I open my mouth to say a smart ass comment, but instead I snap it shut. He wants to be an asshole? Fine, I’ll make sure he feels like one. I turn back around, ambling into the kitchen, choosing to ignore his stup
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