Leviakerman Mga Nobela at Kwento

I said angrily and he just chuckled. “Well then Liam Hunter. It’s a bet. You have two weeks and then I’ll take it from there.” With that Levi picked up his bag and left. How is this asshole still part of my friend group?

I don’t want to be in this position, and I certainly do not want to be here next to Alex nor in this whole debacle of a fake date situation. Another man who is very distinguished looking, dark hair, blue eyes, chiselled jaw and in a sharp navy suit that looks like it was made for him stands and reaches out his hand. “Hi Madison. I’m Levi, his manager. Nice to meet you. Please take a seat. We have a fair amount to talk about over dinner. First, what would you like to drink?”

Kenny's pov When the hunk of a man asked me for my name I hesitated only for a few seconds, my wolf has been screaming in my head about all four of them being my mates but I ignored her. I couldn't have a mate as I was destined to die after I kill the son of a bitch alpha. She tried to tell me something but I blocked her out, not wanting to get my hopes up of a happier life. That was why I decided to give them my name, I had nothing left to lose. "It's Kenny, Kenny McKenzie alpha of the extinct White Moon pack" I answered him with my head held high and shoulders straight. The shock and disbelief on their faces almost made me laugh, but the sadness of my words stopped that in its track, if I

No doubt he had his green smoothie this morning. I wince and turn around hiding the coffee mug behind my back. The last thing I want is another lecture from this guy. Levi is nice, nearly thirty, and engaged to a woman named Marissa who is a yoga instructor at the local gym. For a guy who is so into fitness, it sure didn't make sense that he owns a diner that sells pounds of greasy bacon and hash browns on the daily. "Sorry, Levi." I give him my most charming smile even though I know he actually isn't mad in the slightest. He's a pretty laid back guy. "Had some last minute homework to finish up."

I asked Liam who stood beside me. “It was the first thing I did when I laid her body on my bed.” “Great. So when are they getting here?” “As soon as they can.” Tapping on Liam’s shoulder, “Nice job, Gamma. I understand how much hurt you are facing. It’s not going to be easy for you to deal with. But you’ll have to.” “That’s true, Leo. I will handle things the best way I can. Also, I will make sure to find Piper’s murderer. Whoever it is won’t survive my wrath.”

“Did you call him? Invite him here? Tell him I’m being cold and you needed backup?” “No,” I said immediately. “Of course not. Levi, I didn’t even know he was coming. I was just as surprised as you were.” He laughed—one of those bitter, broken laughs that don’t reach the eyes. “Right. Because Ronald Adam just shows up randomly with the perfect speech locked and loaded about heirs and legacy.” My stomach turned. “You heard him. He was upset with both of us—” “He’s not upset with you.” Levi slammed his hand against the wall. “He’s never upset with you. You can do no wrong in his eyes. Even when you lie. Even when you betray.”

One of the Black Reapers’ unofficial hangouts. Levi slipped inside. I waited thirty seconds, then moved closer—far enough to stay hidden, close enough to see. A man approached Levi’s table. Broad shoulders. Cocky swagger. Cheap leather jacket. It was Tommy, the head of the Black Reapers. He sat across from Levi, who looked like he was about to be sick.

“Men Darius trusts. They move quietly, outside pack borders. If he wanted to hide her, he wouldn’t keep her on his land. He’d use one of them.” “Names,” I said, my patience thinning. She nodded slowly. “One of them is called Elric. He handles Darius’s remote estates. Isolated places, old hunting lodges, storage compounds, places no one thinks to check.” I memorized the name instantly. Kai stepped forward. “And what do you get out of this, Claire? Redemption?”

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.

“Have I? Because you don’t look like a man who’s learned a damn thing. And it's not even about learning. You don't even seem to regret anything that you've done or said.” My teeth ground together. “You storm out, you avoid me, you walk away in front of my pack, in front of the elders. Do you think that doesn’t matter? Do you really think that if I do not care about you that I would be here? You are playing a dangerous game against the alpha and you are going to end up embarrassing yourself. It is bad enough that you're embarrassing me. People are going to start asking questions and I do not want that to happen.”