“ Crazy, he is simply crazy.” That was what Levy’s first thought was, she couldn’t believe it. That man actually used a tracing spell, all because he hoped that the bouquet he handed her wouldn’t be thrown away. Tracing as the name suggested meant ‘following’, witches and mages only used this spell in scenarios when they needed it because the spell was difficult to cast and the magic power that it consumed wasn’t small either. Levy had tried to use this spell for finding the culprit behind Mavis's disappearance. However, the person was hidden too well, every time she used this spell to look for the culprit but she has been blocked, maybe a counterspell or something similar of the sort. No matter how many times she used her powers, no matter how many different spells she used to trace the steps of the culprit, she always met a dead end together to fatigue. The mana consumption was too huge and Levy stopped using the spell after a short while because she wanted to save her energy for
“ The man the one who gave you this bouquet by any chance was he called Derek O’Neil?” He watched Levy closely though she was an ace in hiding her emotions now he threw that question out of nowhere. She was bound to slip up and she did, as soon as he asked the question her face went slack and her gaze sharpened as if wondering how he knew the name of the admirer who came looking for her. Logan clenched his fingers, his wolf snarling inside his head. Derek O’ Neil… one of these days he was going to shred that man into bits and ——- he closed his eyes, why was he reacting like this? So what if Derek was approaching Levy? It didn’t concern him. Of course, he knew that it didn’t concern him but Logan couldn’t help but grind his teeth when he thought about how that sneaky man was trying to cosy up to his mate. He knew that it was unjustified that he was trying to stake his claim on Levy when he had no intention to claim her but she could have done better than this right? Even if she wante
Levy stared at the red roses when suddenly the sound of shoes stomping came from the threshold of the lodge, she lightly turned her head to look at Logan, his expression was still bristling and it looked like if it was possible he would have eaten the rose bouquet instead of throwing it away. He came to a stop in front of her for two seconds she thought that he was going to scold her again but this time he didn’t raise his voice, only glanced at her coldly and said, “ From the next time if you receive such things it's better to throw them away instead of bringing them back with you. Got it?”“ If I could I would have thrown it without you screaming in my ear,” she pointed at the rose bouquet and watched the surprise flicker through Logan’s face when his gaze dropped to the bouquet sitting in the exact same place as it was before. “ But as you can see I can’t do that, it is not my fault and there is absolutely nothing I can do about it.” “ Did you bring it back?” Levy wasn’t surprised
Levy woke up the next morning feeling drained and tired, she couldn’t remember when was the last time she had a good night's sleep. Every time she closed her eyes, the screams of the prisoners of the frost gate prison would echo in her ears, followed by the memories of being zapped or hit with the electric baton every time she closed her eyes. And then Levy would wake up with her back drenched in a cold sweat. “ Damn my eye,” she rubbed her blind eye that was itching while the feeling of little pebbles stuck inside her intensified as she rubbed it with her knuckle. Levy sighed and dropped her hand, there was no point in troubling herself with this, even if she was to rub it throughout the entire morning, she wouldn’t be able to get rid of the prickly feeling. From time to time her bad eye would hurt and even though it felt painful, Levy had gotten used to it. She pushed herself off the bed and then looked for the eyepatch that she has made with her old clothes. She found it deep in
Levy waited for Logan to bolt off like he did last night but he didn’t unexpectedly he stayed standing in the same spot from the beginning till the end. For a second she thought about stopping this dangerous play that they were playing, after all, she wanted to live a peaceful life and getting in a messy situation with Logan was not the right answer to what she wanted but at the same time, her heart was satisfied with the darkening gaze of his. Her wolf purred against her skin liking the attention, the reaction that their mate was giving them and before Levy knew she twisted her hands and unclasped the hook of her violet bra and shrugged it off from her shoulders. She watched as those stormy greys shivered with emotions and heat but he closed off those emotions pretty soon. She was a bit disappointed however, she didn’t show it on her face. Instead, she turned around hooked her fingers on her p*nties and pulled them down.Logan inhaled sharply, she could only imagine what he saw whi
Logan didn’t bother to answer Levy’s question, he seemed to have realised that the more time he spent with Levy, the more his head became messed up. It was cowardly of him to run from a female, especially the one he believed he can take down at any moment but he knew that he couldn’t do it. He still needed Levy for Lily’s sake, she was the only one who was able to find what was wrong with Lily after so many years when no other mage could, harming her would be equivalent to harming Lily’s chances at survival. If he wanted to keep a straight head on his shoulders and not be affected by the stupid mating bond then he has to make sure that he stayed away from Levy as much as possible. Because the more he stayed with her, the more she messed with his head. He turned his head away and picked up a styrofoam cup from the cabinet before filling it with coffee. He planned to sit down at a chair and take his own leisurely time to finish his breakfast but not today, he couldn’t stay in the sam
“ Are you okay?” A hand stretched out in front of her and Levy almost elbowed the man in his ribs. But maybe the man expected her to move because a second later she felt him move and her elbow was caught. “ You are still the same, aren’t you little cat?” Little cat that was something that her mother called her when she was young and later on the one person who started calling her little cat was none other than ——“Jacob, what are you doing here?” She raised her head and then looked at the smiling face of her brother and wiped her tears with the back of her sleeves. Seeing her actions, Jacob rolled his eyes and placed the handkerchief that he was holding in his hand onto hers. “ Come on that's a bit too dirty, don’t you think so?” When he saw that she wasn’t using his handkerchief to wipe her snot, he sighed and smiled at her with a flick to her forehead. “ I didn’t apply poison on it.” Levy finally snapped out of her daze and wiped her snot with the sky blue handkerchief and maybe
Jacob smiled with a sympathetic look in his eyes as he slowly said, “ It has been seven years Levy, times have changed. The things that were here seven years ago are no longer here.” That’s right, it has been seven years ever since she last visited that library most probably it was boarded by now and might have a bunch of termites singing hallelujah within its wall. “ Oh, I see.” There was nothing else she could say or think —— she knew in her heart that times have changed but every time she found out something like this, she couldn’t help but feel that someone has smacked her straight in the face. The time lost suddenly felt so real and gone.Jacob might have understood that he said something he shouldn’t have because he too cleared his head uncomfortably and then looked at Levy with a hesitant look in his eyes. “ So, why not let me drive you?” Honestly, taking his offer was the right thing to do but—— she raised her head sharply and glared at him. “ This does not change anything