Does Levi Ackerman Die Novels & Stories

Louisa's p.o.v; I came to investigate a missing person named Levi Ackerman. He is from this town, but doesn’t live there as he does in the city and was last spotted here near where his house should be. The police had found him two days ago when a neighbour reported seeing him on a road at night. We were alerted about his disappearance due to the fact that the victim' father has been having an affair with one of the women. It was discovered that she had been murdered shortly after by a man.

The bastard had his hands tucked into his pocket with a long smile attached to his face. "Long time, Sebastian." Leo spoke, standing just a few inches away from him. A few hours ago, he had orders some of his men to beat up Sebastian again. "So tell me, are you ready to utter exactly what I want?" "I told you for the 100th time, and I'll keep telling you, Levi's dead. He died a few months back, and that's all. There's absolutely nothing more you wanna hear from me again, Leo."

He flexed his hands, clenching and unclenching his fists as he repeated the motions a few times until he was used to the brass knuckles and felt confident enough he could punch someone without hurting himself in the process. Half an hour later, Levi made his way to his car, his box tucked safely under his arm. Mrs Ackerman was still at his place, cleaning out the fridge when he arrived. He spent a few minutes reminding her about the importance of discretion; she could certainly learn a thing or two from Angela. There'd be no raise for her for a very long time. "I'm sorry," she replied meekly, her head cocked to the side slightly. "I thought the lass knew."

Levi asked as he tried to grab Joel. Joel dodged his attack and stabbed him in the stomach. Levi fell to the ground, and Joel stood over him with his dagger in hand. "You were right, Levi. This wasn't a fair fight. But it's over now," Joel said as he plunged the dagger into Levi's heart. Levi gasped and tried to say something, but he couldn't. He died with a look of disbelief on his face. Joel stood up and looked around. He knew that he had to leave this place before anyone found out what had happened. He gathered his things and started walking towards the forest.

" I called him again, my voice more like a whisper and he nodded. "Yes, Emma it's me." "What is going on peace? Do you know these people?". David asked and l just shook my head, I was too stunned to speak. "Levi." I repeated unbelievably. "Emma, it's really me. Its your Levi. Why did you leave?". Levi asked taking slow steps towards me. He took my hands and he kissed them and he hugged me. I wrapped my hands around his waist and I hugged him back. "I thought you died Levi. Everyone said, you were dead".

That’s the whole point. But regardless…Margaret’s reactions made me more interested than I wanted to be. I leaned back. “Now that we’ve gotten rid of the pest... can you talk now?” I let my gaze drift briefly to Margaret before returning to him. “Like the man your mother wants you to be so desperately?” Levi burst into fresh tears. Then he dropped to his knees. Hard. “I lied okay? I killed her!” he sobbed. “I killed her! She’s dead! Princess Loretta is dead!”

“What about Jackson’s pack? What’s happening over there?” “Oh, I guess you haven’t heard the news. Levi and at least five others are dead. Apparently, Kendric returned to get Valeria for the trial and upon his arrival, Levi told him she was dead. He even showed him the cemetery and took him back to her parent’s house. Kendric didn’t believe him and ripped him apart, then got the others. The pack is in disarray.” They think I’m dead? What on earth has Levi done? “So, who is the new alpha of Jackson’s territory? Have they decided anything yet?”

Slowly, I shook my head as a gesture that she got the wrong idea. “I mean... I'm sorry because I was rude to you that time because I was in a rush. There was an emergency that moment and my friend needed me. And about... about that kiss. That kiss," I said and looked at her, "was just an... accident, right?" She barely smiled as she bit her lower lip. Playing the half-empty bottled water with her hands, she replied, "You know what, Levi? That very moment on the road, looking at the approaching 10-wheeler truck that would hit me in a split second, I already made my decision that I should just die and leave everything behind. But you were there.”

One of the biggest thing eating away at me, was Levi. I would dream of him, lying with his neck broken at the bottom of Charlie's mansion. We never actually found him, or any trace of him. Ike didn't say much about his being gone, just that he was most definitely alive, and most likely just wanted to be alone. I wished I could see him and say I was sorry. Even though I knew how selfish, petty, and insignificant that would be. I just wanted to make myself feel better for being the reason his mate and sister was murdered.

Lucas' POV. I raised an eyebrow. “Sherlock?” Levi gave a slow nod. “Yes. He’s dead.” I went still. For a moment, there was only silence. Then I leaned back in my chair, my eyes narrowing. “Lucian killed him?” “Yes, my Lord,” Levi said. “Slashed his head clean off.” Tch. Typical Lucian. That immortal bastard had the patience of a burning fuse. It wouldn’t take much to set him off. The moment anyone made him feel small, he exploded like a child denied a toy.