Claimed By My Three Alphas
Chapter 69

LEVI

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"...I would always regret the fact that I met all three of you and for as long as I lived, I will always regret that we all crossed paths..."

Amery's words played in my head over and over again for the umpteenth time that night. It was as if someone had put a broken record on repeat and my brain had taken the leverage to make sure that I listen to it non-stop.

I forced myself out of bed and made my way into the kitchen. I opened up the fridge and took out a bottle of water which I immensed on my hair, making sure to get myself drenched in the process as well.

I closed my eyes as I let the feeling sink inside me. My head throbbed badly and the migraine was suddenly kicking in. I haven't been able to close my eyes and somehow, sleep had also eluded me. I don't want to feel bad for her. Damn it, I don't even want to feel a sense of guilt, pity of any sort of emotions towards her but I couldn't and the more I thought about it, the more upset it made me.

Why was it always her? Why does she have to be alive? Why did she survive? Why didn't she just die like she was supposed to. It was like the more I tried to kill her, the more I ended up hurting myself. The more I tried to push or shove her away, the stronger she became and the more persistent her will to live strengthened and strived.

And as if I wasn't going through enough torture and s**t, my wolf had blacked out again. Earlier today, I felt him. He resurfaced but disappeared afterwards. Does it have something to do with her? Was it because she was next to me? My wolf had never shown himself after that incident at the woods so the only explanation as to why I felt him the way I did today was because of her.

I clenched my fists and banged the neatly plated aluminum sink hard. Everything came crashing down in nanoseconds. I felt a small sting but I wouldn't give a damn. She had successfully managed to ruin my life and as if she hadn't caused enough damage, my wolf was still keen on protecting her.

Today at the gym, i had tried to watch those guys mess her up. I had wanted to sit still and savour the moment. I wanted to watch her being helpless as she cried out for help that wouldn't come. I had even wanted them to go as far as killing her if they could but then my wolf had to interfere. In as much as I tried everything to stop myself from getting involved, I couldn't and the thought of it burned like fiery flames through my soul.

Crushing the bottle in my hands. I threw it away angrily. It landed on the glass just above the top shelf, breaking it all to pieces. I vibrated in anger when I realized that as long as my wolf craved her, as long as I protected her and as long as she was alive, leaving here and trying to convince my brothers to do same would be impossible.

A while after, I heard preceding footsteps. "Levi, have you seen Asher-?" He paused and then "What happened here?" I heard the shrill voice of Quincy from behind me. I knew that he was referring to the mess I made but I didn't care less. "That's the thing with you Levi. You always use your fists instead of your brain." He chided me while I tried to calm down my ragged breath. If only he knew that my brain wasn't working anymore. The stupid thing has gotten a mind of its own. "The kitchen today? What next? Our bedrooms or Maybe the entire mansion and then leave us homeless?"

I held onto the two pillars for support. I don't know why but I was suddenly feeling faint. It always seemed to happen a lot often now. Whenever I used my strength more than I'm supposed to, I feel myself getting weak. "Get out!" I growled at Quincy who didn't move an inch.

"Before you try to act like the big bad wolf trying to chase the little piggies out of their house, I think you'd better realize that it was your mess that brought us here and for the life In me sicko, I'm not prepared to go through another s**t because of you so put your f*****g act together and just s**k it up." He cussed at me and I turned to face him with a solemn look on my face.

He made to hit me but stopped halfway. "I should do more than punch you in the face but I don't want to be responsible for killing a human boy."

I tried to attack him but my heart tightened in my chest and I groaned out in pain, stopping in my tracks. "That's your damn wolf fighting against you so I don't know why you just won't listen. You're the bane of all our existence." He lectured me. "Thank you for the compliment." I rolledy eyes at him in a sadistic manner before slowly walking past him.

"The cleaning lady would be coming this weekend so please try to break things a little bit less otherwise we might end up in a mental asylum at this rate." He yelled after me but I simply chose to ignore and walked back to my bedroom.

Without taking off my clothes, I fell down on my bed like trash can been thrown into the dumpster and just then, I heard a faint knock on my door.

"Go away Quincy. I have no desire whatsoever to speak to you." I seethed. The tone of my voice had gone a little lower than anticipated but still, he didn't go. Instead, the knock came back again for the second time.

Frustrated, I stormed towards the door and opened it in anger but to my greatest surprise, it was none other than Myra- My girlfriend.

"It's you." Were the only words that rolled out of my mouth before I could stop them.

"A little excitement and enthusiasm would be better but hey, who am I to ask for that much right?" She pushed her way into my room and I shut the door after her. Ever since we got here, Myra had always made sure to pay me a visit at least once or twice in a week. "Why are you here?" I asked and took my original position on my bed.

"Do I need a reason to visit my boyfriend now?" Her words sounded obsessive and deplored.

"I'm not in the mood tonight Myra. Not today." I told her off but she stomped her feet in anger and approached me on the bed.

"What's wrong?" She inquired and ran her fingers over my scrowling face. "Why are this upset? Did something happen or did you miss me perhaps?"

I tired to thwart her hands away but she grabs them. She straddled herself on my thighs in a sitting position and caressed her womanhood on my shorts to create more friction between us.

She moaned throatily and guided my hands to her core. With so much emotions, sizzling through my bloodstream, I grabbed her hair and forcefully crashed my lips on hers. I kissed her for a while but when I felt nothing, I pushed her away from me. The erection I had went lax as quickly as it came.

She looked at me, shocked. "What's wrong?"

"I'm not In the mood Myra. Please, leave."

She glared at me feeling offended. "We've not had physical contact for longer than I can remember Levi and now you're just going to push me away without a solid reason for doing so? You're my boyfriend for crying out loud and you simply cannot throw me away just when you feel like it."

I didn't answer to her queries at first but she wouldn't let me. I wonder why all the women I have ever come across were loud and persistent.

"Would you please say something?" She sparked angrily.

"Amery is alive." I blurted out and her hands flew to cover her mouth. "She didn't die like I expected her to. The prophecy made it impossible for her to die from a natural cause. And until she's dead, I don't think I'll ever be okay."

"Don't you think your obsession with this whole Amery stuff is getting out of hand?" She snorted with traces of jealousy in her words. "You've been distant Levi and each time I try to make you feel better, you bring up this Amery s**t and ruin the mood between us." "Your brothers have all decided to let go of everything so why can't you?" She questioned. "She's not even that relevant and yet you're invested in her like she's worth something."

"But she is worth something." A mischievous smile found its way to my lips. "She's worth my ticket out of this godforsaken shithole for good and I think I know just the perfect plan to get her out of the way for good." I muttered to myself as a devious idea played into my head.

If I couldn't get rid of her naturally, then I'll have to emotionally make her vulnerable so that I could get rid of her once and for all. The thought doesn't sit well with me but at this point, there's absolutely nothing that can change my mind.