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.

not properly, with eye contact, and not for more than a few seconds. The

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“Bellamy?”

“Yeah?”

have told about his feelings for your sister. Someone who will make sure he is okay while Megan is with Tristan.” Bellamy looks like he is thinking really hard

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 not know Darrien well, but I can tell he cares, even if

swears under

destroy the other Alpha’s and the Beta’s

cautiously. Bellamy slumps in his

and providing

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

He admits. I try for an

than I thought it was. Good thing it is already well underway. You know, it might be useful, to

him, if we let him in on

He asks, he has a strange expression on his face and looks distracted, I’m not entirely sure he

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

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he would run to Megan and tell

to 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

mate

his phone and turns on the camera mode. Okay, so we’re really, really stalker–y… He leans in towards the window. I can feel his breath on the back of my neck

her out if you see her.” I nod. Wait,

whispering?” I whisper. Bellamy meets my eyes,

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

than stalkers at least.” I

He gives me a grin and I laugh even harder. I notice a 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 and

in a NORMAL volume. I turn to

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

Then he