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.

and not for more than a few seconds. The silence drags on and my mind. drifts back to the matter of Darrien. The

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“Bellamy?”

“Yeah?”

sure he is okay while Megan is with Tristan.” Bellamy looks like he is thinking really hard about it. A line

as I am sure 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 not know Darrien well, but

swears under his

this that destroy the other Alpha’s and the Beta’s

cautiously. Bellamy slumps in

are best at protecting and providing physically. Emotionally…

to

mental health.” He admits. I try for an optimistic

I guess mission befriend Darrien has become even more urgent than I thought

we let him in on it.”

he has a strange expression on his face and looks

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 catches Bellamy’s attention again, he looks

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consider it. I think it more likely that he would run to Megan and tell

to help us.” I let the subject drop as I notice a new

red thread is visible. His soul mate has to

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 window. I can

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

Bellamy meets my eyes, his expression is

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

stalkers at least.” I can’t seem

You make a terrible spy, you can’t take anything seriously.” 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

NORMAL volume. I turn to

how close he’s gotten.

Then he