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I already know, but I need to hear it out loud. “Yep. More dangerous than you ever were. He told me he’s been your protector since that day.” My jaw tightens at the words. That day—the one we never speak of, the one that carved our childhood into something unrecognizable. “What happened? Why did he switch places with Levi?” “Something triggered him to step back.” He leans back against the sofa, his expression darkening. “We were on a cleanup mission in Europe. He was flawless—just like you’d have been. If I didn’t know better, I’d never have seen the difference between you two.”

Archer turns to look at him, his voice booming with all the authority of his Alpha tone laced in, “Who the fuck are you?” Leviticus doesn’t cower, but he also doesn’t try to be dominating. His posture seems relaxed as he says, “My name is Leviticus Adams, I’ve been assigned as a protector over the future Luna Queen. Now that Rieka has come into her true form, there’s no need for me to hide here. Not now that you know the truth.” Archer’s eyes narrow as he scrutinizes Leviticus, the tension in the room vibrating like a live wire. “A vampire? You’ve been hiding with her here? All this time?”

“Although I must do my best to protect my woman, I do not want to press her down but let her fly like an eagle when she wishes to do what she knows she does best. I am always right there with her. I will always be ready to protect, help, and support her.” “As much as we are proud to be men, we are also aware not to belittle a young woman like you. But it would also be nice if you let us do the task of protecting our women. When all else fails, you take the battle for yourself, do you think that would be possible, Sweetie?” Levi turned his body sideways from his seat to face Anna who was in the backseat with Sandra. Brianna smiled. Levi is a doctor. A heart surgeon. Brianna wanted to remind t

They walked towards the car and he opened the door, and she lowered herself in. Then he closed the door and walked to the driver's side, he was the one to drive. Seconds later, Greg returned and entered the front seat, then handed the ammunition to her. Kylo was the driver, he turned on the ignition and at once the car zoomed off. * * ° Lucas' Mansion ° The black coloured Jeep screeched to a halt at the garage, then the front door opened and Greg alighted, then opened the back door for Jasira, and she came out.

"Sera, you'd better pray Isabella doesn't scar. If she does, you're done. And save those sob stories for Grandma—see if she still buys it." Flashback shattered—Henrietta clutching my hand, desperate. "I'll send someone. We'll replant the Heartwood. We can fix this." I shook my head. "Too late." Julian used to obsess over protecting the Heartwood. So yeah, he knew exactly how to kill it. Stripped the bark. Hacked the roots. Even now, I could feel it—like my skin was being peeled off. My life was leaking out, slow and steady. I knew I was on borrowed time.

“You heard me. Jamie’s good at his job. He doesn’t need your big-brother glare making him feel like he’s one wrong move from being fired—or worse, like he doesn’t belong here.” Levi took a slow sip. Studied her over the rim of the mug like she was a puzzle he hadn’t expected to enjoy solving. “You’re protective.” “Damn right I am.” A beat of silence stretched between them—thick, electric. Then Levi’s mouth twitched—almost a smile, but not quite. More like the ghost of one. “Good,” he said. “He needs people like you.” Avery blinked. Thrown. Levi stepped closer—just enough to make her pulse jump, just enough to let her smell his cologne (something woodsy, expensive, infuriatingly good).

“No. Isaiah, you don’t have to do that. When it comes to her safety nothing else matters. Please let me stay. At least until we find whoever wants to kill her.” “It’s a bad idea Palmer and you know it.” “But it won’t be the only bad idea you’ve had in your life. Come on Isaiah, you know me. We’ve hunted down deeply deprived monsters in this world together. You know I’ll protect her.” Palmer stood and tapped the desk with his index finger. “I’ll protect her with my life.” Isaiah leaned back on his chair, glancing at Palmer broodingly. “It’s truly a bad idea, but you’ll stay until we get the person who hired the mercenaries.”

Elian grabbed his finger, and Emmett brought his other hand to his chest. “I will always protect him,” my brother said. Elijah put a hand on his shoulder. “We know.” “No,” said Emmett, without taking his eyes off the baby. “Always for real.” I smiled. “He already has an overprotective father, an overprotective uncle, a dangerous Aunt Nalia, an adoptive Grandma Isa, sorceresses, vampire allies, and a forest that has just blossomed for him. I think Elian will have enough protection,” I said without hesitation.

If even one person survived, we need to find them. I pull out of Levi's arms and look up at him. I can feel his worry for me. Not only that, I can feel his anger about what happened to the little town. He might not know it the same why as I do, but that doesn't matter. Levi has a strong sense of justice, even if he's never met the victims. He wants to protect me, but he also knows I need to do something, anything to make it right. That is something he understands well.

“You’re not that person anymore. You’ve fought your demons, you’ve survived. And you’re not alone, not anymore.” We stand there, holding each other, the night air wrapping around us. In this moment, I see Levi not just as the strong, stoic protector, but as a man who’s endured unimaginable pain and has come out stronger. As we walk along the path, the sun starting to dip below the horizon, Levi’s words hang heavily in the air. He’s opened up a part of himself that’s been locked away, and I can sense the fear and uncertainty that lingers in his heart.