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I gritted but Levi wasn't buying my logic. Levi crossed his arms, staring at me like I'd completely lost it, and maybe I had. "You think charging after her like some knight in shining armor will solve this? Duncan, she infiltrated our ranks. She betrayed us." "I know!" I roared, rising to my feet again, fists clenched at my sides. "Do you think I haven't replayed everything in my mind over and over? Do you think I'm not furious? I am. I'm more angry than I've ever been in my life."

Levi took the gift, clenching it with his slender fingers, and then set his glass down on the table with a thud, got up, and strode out of the hall. He tightened his grip on the gift box until his blue veins protruded from his fingers. “Anger of five years” Ashley wondered in confusion. Hadn't he said that he didn't remember her? In that case, how could he be angry at her for five years? Perhaps he did remember her, but he hated her for leaving without informing him. She had probably hurt his pride. But Ashley was still baffled concerning Levi’s statement. “is that he already fell in love with or I’m confused” she wondered

“I arranged this meeting without the intention of Amber being involved. I didn’t want her involved. But I’m doing it to keep her and the baby safe. Ambrov hates Hugo like I do. His help is imperative to destroy that bastard in ways I can’t do personally. Ambrov is going to fuck up Hugo’s business-" But Leo didn’t hear his friend out. He didn’t let Grayson keep explaining his plot. Because the chef raised back a fist which shot forward so quickly into the billionaire’s jaw, he had barely seen it coming. Amber hadn’t seen it coming. It wasn’t Leo’s usual style in regards to his best friend, though once before she’d witnessed him also punching Grayson in the face.

Ryan said from behind me. I could not watch the scene anymore. I stormed towards Vianne but felt a grip on my hands just as I was about to reach where they both were. I looked back to see who it was. It was Amy. “You cannot possibly be serious, Levi,” She said. “You like Vianne? The daughter of the woman who took your mother's place,” She said, her eyes filled with disgust. “You think I don't know this sounds insane,” I answered, breathing heavily.

Jay said to Levi, “That woman’s incredibly arrogant. Kill her, Levi.” Prajna looked at Jay in disbelief. She did not expect him to be so unfeeling toward her. “Why can’t you love me a little more even after a thousand years?” Prajna asked angrily. Jay said, “Because you’re always hurting my Angeline.” Prajna was furious and jumped over. Meanwhile, Levi stepped forward and blocked a knife for Angeline. “Get away!” Levi said imposingly.

“I only invited Lyra here to discuss business-related issues, Levi. There’s no need to accuse her of something you have no proof of.” The tone of his voice contains no warmth, and to Levi, who holds his brother in such high esteem, I know that tone is like a nail to his heart. The look of anger on Levi’s face vanishes immediately, and the man I’ve come to know as radiant and sunny, goes red in the face for the first time from embarrassment.

“You deal with your blonde yourself. I’m not getting involved with Yakovlev.” “I don’t get it…” I muttered, my thoughts spiraling. Yakovlev hated Levin just as much as I did. There was no way our families had suddenly become friendly. So what was this? Had he threatened her—trying to get closer to her father’s business? No. That didn’t fit. He’d rather break himself in half than drag someone innocent into his games. None of it made sense. And my patience was running out. I looked at Lesha again, taking in the damage, then said,

“Oh yeah, or else what?” “Don’t fucking mess with me, Man you won’t look so darn pretty by the time I’m finished with my fists contacting your face.” The guy sniggers, “come on, Dude. I’m just asking for her number is all. What’s it to do with you?” “I’m telling you to get your fucking paws of her, right now.” Levy clenches his fists by his side, the anger is spewing off his face and everything about him is tense. I’ve never seen this dark and angry side of him, but he is here protecting me and hell I like it. I feel like the girl in the book whose guy does the whole touch her and die bit. I am almost swooning at his actions and threatening pose towards this douchebag.

We know each other like the back of our hands, and can see when the other is bullshitting and when they just need a shoulder. But this… this isn’t something I ever banked on. I rub her back as she falls apart in my arms and clings to me, her body trembling against mine. Her voice cracks as she struggles to speak, but nothing comes out. The air in my lungs seemed to vanish, and my grip tightened instinctively around Demi. Anger and disbelief surge through me like a tidal wave. Levi is my best friend, someone I had trusted implicitly. How could he do such a monstrous thing to Demi, someone who I know he was starting to love?

Levante’s expression darkened as the pieces clicked into place. “No. He almost did, but he couldn’t. I fought most of his people.” His eyes widened. “That bastard. Why didn’t you tell me?” I smiled. “I forgave him. He was seeking revenge, and revenge makes people blind.” Levante shook with rage. His lycan energy filled the room. “Come on, stop that. He only wanted to hurt you because your uncle killed his late mate.” He froze. “Excuse me—what?”