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.

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

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“Bellamy?”

“Yeah?”

friends? You know, someone he might 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 about it. A line creases his forehead as he furrows his brow in

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

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other Alpha’s and the Beta’s trust in me to

do you mean?” I ask cautiously.

protecting and providing physically. Emotionally…

It doesn’t come to me naturally,

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

I guess mission befriend Darrien has become even more urgent 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 his face and looks distracted, I’m not entirely sure he is actually paying attention to me

would give him a little hope I suppose. We wouldn’t even have to tell him WHY. He is Megan’s

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would run to Megan and

I notice a new thread appearing from Tristan. His red thread comes into view as whoever his fated soul mate is approaches. I

thread is visible. His soul mate has to be nearby.” I

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 feel his

her.” I nod. Wait, they can’t

whisper. Bellamy meets my eyes, his expression is almost

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

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

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

that?” I question, in a NORMAL volume. I turn to face

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

back. Then