CHAPTER 35: OVIA.

Levi put his hand on Ovia's chest, slightly shoving him back. When a distance was created, he stepped between Lana and the fuming, proud punk. Levi felt his heart rate increase. Blood throbbed in his temples as his inner beast unfurled its fangs in wait. His hands opened and closed. They itched to make a fist. They itched to connect with Ovia's face.

“That was a big mistake, guard. To put your hands on my expensive clothing.” And then he growled, “Coming between what I want and me is another one. Nevertheless," he gently smacked Levi across the chest, “You are insignificant. Move aside, let me take the curvy butch.”

Lana was regaining her breathing, even though it was shaky. She breathed hatred and turmoil, wanting a taste of the boy's blood on her lips, smeared across her palm. He wanted to take her as the others did. He wanted to invade her body when she didn't even like his stupid hairstyle. He wanted something which has been taken away from her twice.

“Look, Alpha's soon,” Levi sa