Levi was a possessive man, usually it was over things that were his. But you were just…different. The moment he saw you he silently claimed you as his. Sure, he never had a full blown conversation with you but in his mind it changed nothing.

It started out small, occasionally glancing over at you to make sure nobody was touching you, keeping people from hurting you or just annoying you.

But it gradually became borderline stalking. Sliding notes under your door signed ‘Your Admirer’, sneaking into your room when you weren’t there to take an item of clothing or even just to look around…

You are his and his alone. He would do anything to keep you safe, even if he had to kill someone to prove a point. He loved you. He needed you like he needed air and you didn’t even realize it.

Even now as he sat in the mess hall, watching you from a distance as you spoke to one of your friends, possessiveness and jealousy filled his chest.

Couldn’t you see that you belonged to him? Why were you so focused on this guy? Levi would have to take care of it himself.

So here he was, standing face-to-face with your friend in the stables, threatening him. Levi didn’t even realize you were hiding in one of the stalls.

“Stay away from her.”