Does Levi Die Novels & Stories

It wasn't a surprise. It was a Death Certificate. Name of Deceased: Leo Williams. Date of Death: Seven days ago. Cause of Death: Complications due to prolonged respiratory failure and delayed medical intervention. The world tilted. The twinkling fairy lights turned into mocking, jagged sparks. The scent of jasmine became the cloying smell of a funeral parlor. "No," Harry gasped, dropping to his knees on the manicured grass. "No, the doctor said... he said he was fine..."

I watched the moment she realized what I was capable of. I left her there shaking, because fear was enough for now. I had bigger things to handle. Levi’s deadline. Madeleine. Gia’s fake search. But the idea hit me so clearly I almost stopped walking. Levi didn’t need to die in bed. He could die looking for Gia. An accident. A fall. A rogue attack. Something tragic and believable. I could come home alone—shaken, grieving, heartbroken—and the pack would follow me without question.

Forty minutes later, Levi sat in his parents' suite at The Empress, the animosity between him and his father palpable as he updated them up on Colleen's case. "Jesus is so good. Hallelujah! I'm so relieved my baby girl is alive," his mom broke down in tears of relief. Levi tried to caution her against being too hopeful. There was still a very good chance that Vivienne had lied to Natalie. He didn't want her to be heartbroken all over again if this newest lead turned out to be yet another dead end. Leviticus cleared his throat and asked, "What's the plan, Son? Should my guys bring this Vivienne woman in and get the truth out of her."

If Levi can take out Eve right here it would be the best thing for everyone, but if he dies in the process it would devastate Jamari. ‘Don’t do anything stupid Demon.’ I send through our mind link. But it was too late. Levi moved faster than my eyes could track. Fuck!

“They did nothing wrong.” Levi tilted his head, studying me with mild interest, as though I were an inconvenience rather than a mother whose world he had obliterated. “My daughter,” I continued, my hands curling into fists. “She was innocent. Her only crime was being your granddaughter.” Something inside me cracked open at the memory of Fiona’s small body, cold and lifeless, wrapped in white. The last piece of humanity I had left shattered completely. Levi sighed, waving one hand dismissively. “I never meant for the kids to die,” he said casually. “I only wanted to distract and scare Rolex. Things got out of hand.”

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!”

"Well he made you distressed and I just wanted you to feel more at ease." Shit. I hadn't planned on killing him. I just wanted him to disappear. "However... it kind of failed." "WHAT?!!!" I snapped. "You said you wouldn't get mad!" He tricked me. "Do you mean to tell me Dennis is alive and well?" "Maybe. I mean we haven't found his body since last night," Levi said. Last night? "Is he dead or not?" "I mean it's hard to remain optimistic that he's dead," Levi admitted. "It was my mistake not going myself and ending him. If anything he's concealed himself well—leaving no trace behind."

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.

More specifically, he was taking Malachi’s heart home. I had listened in on the conversation as he told her what had happened. Their plane had crashed not long after take-off and Malachi had died on impact. I hadn’t told Thalia about the email but my heart sank at the confirmation of Malachi’s death. He had been a good person and I could only imagine what his son was going through. Levi had sounded like he was on autopilot. No emotion, no feeling and I knew he had switched it all off. Thalia wanted to fly to Seward but I stopped her. Levi would come home to Montana when he was ready. She was mad at me at first.

Levi's face pales, and his eyes shift focus. I step closer, the truth dawning on me. “You told me his mother was dead. While giving birth. She bled. Remember?” Silent. That's what I get. Again. Levi's hands fall from his face, his shoulders slumping in defeat. The perfect cheerful man I remember? Is gone. Now I don't know what I'm looking at. Guilt? Shame? Broken? God, he isn't making this any easier. “Levi, talk to me!”