Levi's POV
I slammed the door the moment we entered my room. The sound echoed through the walls, and for a second, I almost hoped it would drown out the rage boiling inside me.
"She's acting like she's lost her damn mind!" I shouted, pacing back and forth. "Does she even hear herself anymore? She's ready to risk our child for him—for a man who isn't even breathing!"
Louis closed the door quietly behind him, his expression calm, though I could tell he was just as shaken. "Levi, calm down."
"Calm down?" I snapped, turning on him. "You saw her, Louis! You heard her! She'd rather die than stop that ritual. She doesn't even care what it's doing to her body."
Louis sighed, rubbing the back of his neck. "She's not thinking clearly. You know how much she loves Lennox. That bond is stronger than logic. You can't reason with that."
