Novel & Cerita Levi Ackerman Realistic

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?"

Chapter Sixteen — Steady Ground Levi's POV Levi had spent most of his adult life preparing for worst-case scenarios. He built contingency plans for boardroom pushback, stress-tested financial models against sudden market crashes, and mentally rehearsed the quiet devastation of the day someone he cared about would inevitably walk away. Control had always been his quiet armor—anticipation his shield. He had never planned for this. For Avery Delgado walking into his life like a storm he didn’t want to escape, winds fierce enough to strip away every careful layer he’d built.

The admission was accompanied by a hint of regret, as if her presence had inadvertently disrupted the tranquility of the night. Levi's response was nonchalant, his tone carrying a hint of amusement. "Not really, I was already up." His casual demeanor seemed almost incongruent with the weight of the moment, as if he had stumbled upon a scene that was meant to remain hidden. The lines between their personal narratives and the external world blurred, leaving an air of uncertainty in their wake.

Levi gaped, speechless. After a long, heavy silence, he mumbled feebly, "But Nikki... I'm only human. You have to allow me to make mistakes..." How absurd. I let out a cold, brittle laugh. "So I can make mistakes too, right? I can sleep with another man, get pregnant with another man's child, and come back asking you to raise it as your own?" "Of course not!" Levi shouted. I stared at him, my gaze icy, letting him hear the deafening silence that followed.

The type that reminded you sharply of your own breathing, the clank your coffee cup made if you bang it down on the marble counter. Levi barely spoke to me anymore and, when he did, spoke curtly, matter-of-factly, as if reciting lines for a play for which he was not the author. I had realized that there was going to be nothing else to occur, as you get to put your hand on the hot stove once you've been burned. I no longer cried myself to bed in darkness or woke up with that broken moment of hope that perhaps.... perhaps, he would be lying beside me with some explanation for everything.

“Sheesh. So dependable. But maybe bulk up first before you start threatening people, yeah? I mean, no offense, but you’re not exactly intimidating right now.” Levi scoffed, feigning offense. “Excuse me? What do you mean not intimidating? I happen to be perfectly lean and dangerous, thank you very much,” he argued. “And this is a carefully maintained build, okay? I’m lean by choice. Bulking’s overrated. Besides, I don’t need muscles to scare people. I’ve got other methods.” Lara laughed again, warmth flooding her chest. “Fine, fine. You’re officially the most reliable big brother in the world. I’ll put you at the top of my emergency contacts list. Happy now?”

“I know the truth. You’re playing the long game, trying to weasel your way into his heart by being the relatable girl-next-door. But newsflash, sweetheart—this isn’t a rom-com. And I’m not going to sit around while you try to take what’s mine.” Kat’s patience was rapidly wearing thin. She set her coffee cup down with a little more force than necessary. “First of all, Levi isn’t anyone’s property. He can make his own choices. And second, if you think throwing accusations at me is going to make him like you, you’re delusional.”

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.”

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.

That in itself could be considered a great achievement worthy of admiration. Levi let out a heavy sigh. He had gone under, and there was no way to climb back up, what’s done is done. What he needed to do now is deal with the aftermath; Levi glared at the sizable bulge in his pants. How could he even attempt to deceive himself when he had such a pig teammate?! Not-so-little buddy, aren’t you a bit too honest?! Don’t you know that if you want to corner your prey and successfully capture it, you need to be low key!!