For possibly the twentieth time since his father had the whole reveal, I asked. "Are you sure you're okay? Especially about everything." We were in a vehicle heading back to Kitan's camp, but I couldn't help the niggling feeling burning in my chest.
Levi grinned. "Seriously, stop worrying. There's hardly any new thing from what I already know. My birth parents are dead and my adopted father's still shitty."
"You know it's more than that."
He sent me a look. "Yes it's more than that, but I can't keep rolling on the ground overthinking this. I want to quit making you worry about me. It doesn't look good on my ego."
I scoffed. "f**k your ego."
I softened, as he took my hand. "That's true, but we have a lot to deal with and I don't want to put pressure on you. I don't want to be that nee
