Levi's POV
Lydia throws herself between us, trying to intervene between our fight. If it wasn't for Lydia between us, I would have clocked him right across the face after he said that to me. My eyes were trying to stay on Jose, but Lydia's scent spikes with her heightened emotions.
I don't know what's taking over me, but anger was slowly being replaced with hurt and sorrow. Why am I feeling this way?
That's because Lydia is trying to protect Jose from...me.
'Don't be disheartened, Levi. It's fine if she's trying to protect him from us...doesn't that mean she knows we are stronger than that loser?' Lincoln tried to console me in the middle of the mishap, but it wasn't helping even a bit.
I look down, watching Lydia try and separate us. My hands, my fists are shaking with anger. I want to thrust Jose's head into the pillar and be less bothered by everything else.