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Kiran said, exasperatedly. “No, he’s good. I gave him a Karambit,” Levi said, effectively changing the subject. “Shit, really? You just gave him one?” Kiran asked him. “You didn’t give me one for three years.” Levi laughed. “He’s a fast learner.” “Stop avoiding the subject. What’s he talking about?” Kiran asked him, his face serious once again. “This and that. He likes Fresno,” Levi said. “I was afraid he would. What’s he doing for money?” Kiran asked him.

Lucia also ignored my phone, she just took care of me all day and gave me love, while the time passed slowly. The next day I could walk and lie down in bed like a normal person, I no longer depended on Lucia to get up and change my clothes, I remembered how difficult it had been to live a few hours ago. However, when I left the room to join Matheus, my girlfriend's father was in the living room. He looked at me somewhat indignantly. "So you're Jared Ackerman?" "Uh... Yeah..." "The wolves in the woods are pretty weird, especially the ones in your family. Did you know your dad was a mobster and did time?"

Levi quickly swiveled to face him, careful to protect the unconscious beauty sprawled out in the backseat of the truck. Dr. Ackerman approached slowly, his palms exposed at his hips. “Levi, I need to check her. She's bleeding pretty bad.” For the first time, Levi smelled the metallic scent of blood on his mate. He mentally scolded himself for losing control—something he never did.

In that second, it’s like the old blurred lines hover in the air again, but I push the thought away. Then Levi emerges from behind the divider. He’s only wearing snug black boxer briefs that hug his body, leaving almost nothing to the imagination. His whole frame is on display — toned chest, defined arms, his tattoos, the faint trail of hair leading down his stomach. The morning light catches on his skin as he walks straight toward me. My cheeks flush hot when I meet Tony’s eyes. Tony winks at me and mouths “hot” with a small, knowing smirk. Levi reaches me and drops a quick kiss to my mouth, soft but sure. Then he kisses the top of my head and turns to greet our guests with his usual calm p

Mike asked, skeptical. “Of course not! The hot guy I just spoke with—he’s the grandson. He even brought us dinner himself. He’s kind. And, well… ridiculously handsome,” Levi admitted casually, hiding the flutter in her chest. “Handsome? Kind? You’ve only just met him, and you’re already saying he’s kind? Are you sure about that?” Mike muttered sarcastically. “Maybe. But let’s not argue. I know you’re just jealous. Come on, let’s eat.” Levi grinned, but deep down, she couldn’t shake the image of Elias’ face from her mind.

"What does she look like? Is she Jewish? When are we going to meet her?" "No, I don't know," he pursed his lips and shrugged his shoulders. "I haven't seen her for a week now. I honestly don't know a lot about her yet." Levi sneered at Jesse contemptuously. "What the hell are you doing, Jesse Akerman?" He shook his head and took another gulp of whiskey. "You are so fucking whipped! Waiting on a girl and no sex for a week? I'd die if I didn't have sex that long!"

Levi scoffed and said, “Lex, is this reverse psychology? Are you really that eager to see me and Philip fight so that you can reap the benefits?” After saying this, Levi threw the teapot in his hand to the ground, got up, and pointed at Lex. He said angrily, “Good for you, Lex Clarke! I’ve never seen you this way before. You’ve always kept a low profile in the branch family. I didn’t expect you to have such lofty ambitions too!”

“I’m sorry. Did you tell us your name?” “Oh, crap, I don’t think I did. You can call me Levi Van Heathe. I’m here to help you out in this situation. Just call me Levi. We’ll get you settled, and you can freshen up a little while you wait. Don’t worry, you’re not breaking any records for the dirtiest or most bloody group to show up here. You’re in excellent hands. Here we are, ladies you’ll find everything you need on the shelves in the bathroom, from toiletries to a change of clothes. There are slipper socks, so you won’t need to put your shoes back on and bags for anything you wish to keep. Gents over on this side is the bathroom for you. If anyone needs anything, please call out. I accept

Robin “You just started a war. You’re aware of that, right?” Levi’s voice was like a scalpel—precise, cold, and meant to draw blood. He was standing by the window of the Moon Pack’s main hall, his back to the moonlight, staring at me with that analytical intensity he’d inherited from God knows where. Not me. I was never that patient. I sat in my wheelchair, the motor humming faintly as I adjusted my position. I nodded. “I’m aware.”

Between being accused of participating in my attempted abduction and then being taken himself, I’m actually impressed at how well he’s doing, all things considered. “I did, thank you Amber,” he tells me with a gentle smile, “I’m just so glad that Levi and I have finally cleared the air, that I was able to relax for the first time in days. It was wonderful.” “Well, that, and the fact that you were attacked by a lunatic probably had something to do with it,” Levi says as he pours more coffee for both of us, “I mean, that‘s definitely got to wear a person out.” “Indeed,” he says wryly, “It definitely wasn’t the type of excitement I was hoping for on Saturday night.”