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 silence drags on and my mind. drifts back to

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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 creases his forehead as

He spends most of his time tailing her.” Bellamy seems distressed at the realisation. He might be a bossy Alpha and

under his

like this that destroy the other Alpha’s and the Beta’s trust in me

you mean?” I ask cautiously. Bellamy slumps in his seat a

are best at protecting and providing physically.

come to me naturally, it

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

urgent than I thought it was. Good thing it is already well underway. You know, it

him

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

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

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he would run to Megan and tell her

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

his red thread is visible. His soul mate has to be nearby.” I lean closer 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 feel his breath on the back of my neck as

if you see her.” I

why are we whispering?” I whisper. Bellamy meets my

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

better than stalkers at least.” I 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

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

how close he’s

Then