Chapter 38/ Levi POV

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"Where is my son?!" The man Levi had slammed up against the wall was fighting for air as his feet dangled.

"Answer me!" Levi slammed the man harder into the wall demanding a answer.

"Underground... you already missed them." The man says in between gasps. His hands come around to Levis wrists in attempt to free himself from his death grip but quickly learned he wasn't going to win this fight.

Pushing past Eren and Jean who were standing behind Levi as back up I move to look into the mans eyes over Levis shoulder.

I knew those eyes. And they knew me. All parts of me. He had been one of the attackers that had taken me from Levi. One of the men who had raped me before turning me over to the tavern.

Our eyes lock as a small grin forms onto his lips.

"Where in the underground?" Not wanting to acknowledge his poor attempt to intimidate me.

Levis grip loosens just enough for the man to speak.

"Ahh you should know as I recall I remember seeing every hole of yours being used and filled up in those back rooms at that old joint." Levis grip tightens around the mans neck causing his face to turn a dark shade of red. I can see Levis other hand trembling. He was really mad.

I can hear Jean and Eren move around in discomfort to hearing those words. If they didn't know the full extent to my kidnapping they sure as hell did now.

"Why?" Looking back up to the mans eyes.

"You should know little miss Ackerman. That name of yours is like a golden ticket. He's probably going to get sold off into some sort of slavery. To bad he's a boy and not another girl. With your genes I'm sure we could have sold her for a pretty penny." The man spits on the floor in my direction.

"Is this one of them?" Levi's words sound as sharp as knives as they come out from his gritted teeth. Never dropping his gaze from the man he had pinned against the wall. The question was clearly directed at me.

Taking a deep breath you answer back

"Yes."

Levis other hand grabs ahold of his pocket knife spinning it in his hand so it was facing up he quickly drives it into the bottom of the mans jaw up through his head killing the man instantly. Letting go of his neck Levi allows his body to fall to the floor.

"No survivors, do not hesitate to kill because they won't." Levi says to all the cadets as he turns around wiping his blade clean against his thigh bringing it back into its holster before looking back up to make sure the cadets heard what he said.

"Yes Captain!" All of the cadets including my own say it in unison. Extending his arm forward Levis hand grabs ahold of mine tightly as he walks past me and the cadets pulling me alongside with him.

"Good now keep up." He spat over his shoulder.

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Levi POV

I could feel my blood begging to boil after every single word that came out of this shit heads mouth. The very thought of Y/N having to endure such horrid acts was enough to make me go crazy. The thought of his disgusting hands wrapped around the same throat that mine had been wrapped around so many times before was more then enough to make any man go mad with rage.

They defiled something I cared for. Something so pure. The images this man was painting for us all to see were vile. Picturing Y/N on her hands and knees as all the men who sat around this table rapped her was sick. They continued to belch and laugh recalling how they used my wife as some fuck toy. I didn't realize how hard I had been clenching my fists that my palms were now bleeding.

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