Levi's POV
Fuming, raging, blood-shot eyes...beastly. That is how everyone around me right now would describe me. But...none of my tantrums bother Elliot Davis as he simply looks at me with his hands folded behind him. Vile thoughts about hurting him with more words...or probably just more than that were running through my head.
The silence in my chamber grows awkward, and I stomp out of the huge doors. As I walk down the corridor, pack members move away to give way to my fuming self to pass through. They knew they wouldn't want to cross my paths, or I would lash out at them, which would not look pretty at all.
'Levi, calm down. Your heart rate is too high.' Says Lincoln.
'I know. I need to go to the garden and remind myself of her. Only then will I be able to calm down...' I confess to Lincoln as he quietens down immediately. He knows we both need Lydia's memories to calm ourselves down.