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.

lookout neither of us is really looking at the other. 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

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“Bellamy?”

“Yeah?”

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

spends most of his time tailing her.” Bellamy seems distressed at the realisation. He might be a bossy Alpha and he might not know Darrien well, but I can tell he cares, even if it didn’t occur to him until I brought

swears under his

and the Beta’s trust in me to

mean?” I ask cautiously. Bellamy slumps in

and providing physically. Emotionally… that

role of the female Shifter. It doesn’t come to me naturally, it didn’t occur to me to

Darrien’s… mental health.” He admits. I

I thought it was. Good thing it is already well underway. You

let him in on it.”

on what?” He asks, he has a strange expression on his face and looks distracted, I’m not entirely sure he is actually paying

hope I suppose. We wouldn’t even have to tell him

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it more likely that he would run

you, but I think he would want to help us.” I let the subject drop as I notice a new thread appearing from Tristan. His red thread comes into view as whoever his fated soul mate is approaches. I whisper to

mate has to be nearby.” I lean closer to

an eye out. My nose bumps against the cool glass and I try not to think about. how stalker–y we’re being. Bellamy pulls out his phone and turns on the camera mode. Okay, so we’re really, really stalker–y… He leans in towards the

you see her.” I nod. Wait, they

are we whispering?” I whisper. Bellamy meets

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

better than stalkers at least.” I can’t seem to stop

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.

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

halt when I realise how close he’s

Then