Strings of Fate

19- Spies and stalkers

I really hope they don’t decide to stay for dessert. I expect Bellamy to pull out his phone and answer messages or scroll through Facebook or something, anything. But he doesn’t. His eyes are still on the restaurant but the way he’s angled himself in his seat, towards me, at least as

much as one can while in a car. Does he want to talk?

“Sooo….” I search for a conversation topic. His eyes dart to my face, then back to the

restaurant.

“Why isn’t Darrien here? Isn’t he Megan’s guard?” A look of irritation flashes across Bellamy’s

face.

“Sending him along would be implying that Tristan can’t protect his fiancee. It’s like a slap in

the face. Megan would never allow it.” I frown.

“I don’t get it, shouldn’t Tristan be grateful. A guard is just extra security right?” Bellamy

shakes his head.

“Definitely not. It would be like if you insisted a guard come with you while you’re out here with me. I can assure you that I would not be grateful.” I sigh. Then mentally freak out a moment. Is he implying that me seeing him is the equivalent of a date? Surely not. He’s probably just talking about trust in general again. Right? I’m definitely over analysing things.

“Men are exhausting.” Bellamy grins.

“I prefer to think of us as consistent.” I outright laugh at that.

“You mean predictably annoying?” Bellamy shrugs.

At least not properly, with eye contact, and not for more than a few seconds. The silence drags on and my mind. drifts back to the matter of Darrien. The poor guy must be heartbroken since Megan got engaged. I hope someone is taking care of him at least. I decide to ask

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“Bellamy?”

“Yeah?”

Someone who will make sure he is okay while Megan is with Tristan.” Bellamy looks like

you have noticed. He moved here from another group of feline Shifters about a year ago and requested the position as Megan’s guard almost immediately. He spends most of his time tailing her.” Bellamy seems distressed at the realisation. He might be a bossy Alpha and he might

swears under

Alpha’s and the Beta’s trust in me to do my job.”

ask cautiously. Bellamy

best at protecting and providing physically.

doesn’t come to me naturally, it didn’t occur to

admits. I try for an optimistic

than I thought

if we let him in on it.” I

strange expression on his face and looks distracted, I’m not entirely sure he is

think of Tristan, what we’re trying to do about it. It would give him a little hope I suppose. We wouldn’t even have to tell him WHY. He is Megan’s guard, it doesn’t seem too far out that we would consult him.” My suggestion

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it more likely that he would run to Megan and

I notice a new thread appearing from Tristan. His red thread comes into

mate has

I try not to think about. how stalker–y we’re being. Bellamy pulls out his phone and turns on the

you see her.” I nod. Wait, they can’t hear us…

I whisper. Bellamy

It just feels like we should. It’s like we’re spies or something.” he whispers back to me. I giggle

sounds better than stalkers at least.”

tall, red haired woman approaching. Tristan’s soul mate. I point her out between bursts of laughter. Bellamy uses his phone to snap a picture of her and we both sit and watch, eager to see what she is going to do. She pauses outside the restaurant. and looks in through the glass window. She looks irritated. She then flicks her bright hair over her shoulder, turns

I question, in a NORMAL volume. I turn to face Bellamy and

a halt when I realise how close he’s gotten. He releases a

back. Then