I wasn't expecting Levi to get so genuinely pissed off on my behalf.
It didn't bother me anymore, not really. I'd heard it all before. The insults, the sneers, the way they talked like I was something scraped off their shoe—it was routine at this point. But Levi... he reacted like it was a fresh wound.
Didn't he used to believe those same things about omegas? When the hell did he change?
"Levi, dear, I understand that you—" my mom started, trying to soften the tension in the air.
"No," Levi cut her off. His voice was sharp, and it made the whole table flinch. "You don't understand. I don't know what the hell is wrong with you, but I can tell you one thing—you're wrong. About everything."
Hazel scoffed, clearly unimpressed. "Oh, please—"
"What gave you the right to think you could have a say in who my mate is in the first place?" Levi snapped. "Are you telling me you have greater power than the moon?"
