Chapter 60 - Match 60

Mark had to live past it at the moment. Pretend he didn't know who the vicious criminal was and ask for his help. That thought pained him as he stepped off the bus ready to enter that hellish compound again.

He was so happy when Alex had decided to leave this place behind. Set his own course and move on from a relationship that was toxic and abusive. It would be a new beginning for him and a way to understand who he really was without being hurt or taken advantage of because of his emotions.

So as he passed the entrance gate, stepping on the dump grass he felt like they had taken a huge step back. No matter what they did it seemed as this place was dangerously whispering into their ears to return. Because they were dealing with foes a lot stronger than them, bigger and meaner so that meant they were weak and vulnerable. All they could ever do is ask for help and beg for mercy. Lose their pride and forgive even if they didn't want to. The price to pay for ensuring their lives was big but none of them was ready to give up yet.

He pushed the tremendous door with all his might and panting , huffing and swearing he ran like crazy through the swirly halls. He turned at every corner, he checked every place he knew and even Mikael's room only to realize that this whole place was probably empty.

There was no one there, all the lights turned off and the room doors open like they all left in a hurry. It was completely deserted and Mark stood still in agony. What was he supposed to do right now?

All of them had simply disappeared like they never existed. Like it was almost some kind of very realistic dream. Their stuff was still there though, he had entered this place, lived in it but now only ghosts and bugs existed.

He walked out feeling completely defeated. How could he get help now? Who should he ask? He wondered as he fell on the soft ground, feeling the little water drops on the grass dump his jeans. He sighed and messed up his hair in annoyance, crazy red locks moving here and there on his sculp.

"I'm such an idiot. I shouldn't have left" he said taking the blame. If he had stayed they would be together. But he ran hoping to get some help but no one ever told him that they would be here to help them every time they called.

Where could everyone go? At a time like this! Yesterday every single one of these annoying people was still here but now, now they had decided to magically vanish! He never liked them anyway. He shouted in the air to let all the frustration out and sat up.

There had to be another way. He would find one. He was Luke's mate. They wouldn't dare to hurt him, would they?

"What are you doing here?" He heard a voice and his eyes in a hurry tried to spot the source. There was a man. He had seen him before together with that Elf Prince. He was his butler or something.

"You!" He shouted and ran towards Ea. The raven haired elf looking at him like he was crazy.

"You are not a wolf. You are a human." He pointed out.

"No shit Sherlock. Do you know where the wolves went? I need help."

"The whole compound has been evacuated to avoid the threat of the hunters. They are all at the Disee tribe palace. I came to see if there is anyone left." He explained.

So all of them had ran away to the Veil. They literally had left their home to go and hide. That was very heroic. Mark thought and scoffed. There were children too, he guessed. Those should definitely leave.

"Look. You might not know me but I am a friend of Alex's . He is Luke's mate. The future Alpha. But you see one of their own kidnapped him. I need help to save him. So please take me to Luke."

"I cannot take humans to the Veil. I do not have that authorization." Ea said strictly.

"Then bring him here." Mark told him

"I do not have that authorization either."

Mark looked at him annoyed.

"Do you have authorization to do anything?" He asked.

"To serve my master and the Elf Tribe."

"Listen here you posy butler. You will take me there either you want it or not because if Luke finds out that you knew about his mate and something happened to him you would be in so much trouble. You won't even imagine. Not to mention your master. Luke would rip him to shreds." Ea while listening to his words he laughed. No one could touch his master.

"Is Alex the boy with the green eyes?" Ea asked and Mark nodded.

The elf remembered how his master had looked at him. It was a look he hadn't seen in a long while. His confused eyes or the smile he gave him. It was very unusual for him. The shadow caster of dawn to actually treat someone like him so...naturally.

"Well, since you humored me I will take you there. But I do not promise anything" he said

"Thank you! How do we get there?" Mark asked and the elf tended his hand.

"Touch me."

"Excuse me?"

"Take my hand you idiot." He shouted and Mark with a perplexed look touched his pale skin.

In a second they had disappeared into thin air.

....

Was living a life like this pointless if it had to end in such a way? Was believing there would be a better day tomorrow or the day after fruitless when now was a constant torture?

He was already beaten by the world. No matter how hard he tried every time someone stronger, someone who wished his destruction would appear and bring him down.

Someone was mentally breaking his legs all over again and again the moment he tried to stand up. He had decided to leave. Mark his own path and find the truth about himself. He had just found out that he wasn't human but as it seemed his supernatural side would not be of any help anytime soon.

As the smoke entered his lungs and his body got heavier he regretted everything. He regretted even existing in the first place. He should have reincarnated. He should have just stayed dead if all he would experience in his life was death and torment once more.

He coughed and felt the bitter taste of the smoke. He was on the warm floor and he could imagine the burning army of flames approaching him, hungry for his flesh. Alex would die like this. Alone. Scarred by a hopeless love without not even a hope of a happy tomorrow.

He would get killed. Again and again until he came to life again to hurt more and more. This was his fate. Mark was wrong. You can't escape fate. You can't escape those three old ladies that with their strings and scissors played with your life like a marionette show. Like you weren't really someone important. Just a doll.

Still there was that voice. That sound. That nurture. You are the most beautiful existence. That touch he had dreamed of. The sadness in his voice when he spoke about the spell.

That person. He was out there waiting. He was out there hurting. He was sure of it and Alex, he, he was going to die again and leave him. He would leave him without even knowing what his face is like. He would turn into ash without knowing about his past.

That beautiful woman. His mother. She looked at him with so much love. Was she alive? Was she waiting too? Mark was there and Mikael. Even Luke. He cared about Luke, he wished to see him smile again one day. He was the one who had saved him after all. He had opened up that world to him and even if they weren't meant to be, even if Alex had decided that there would never be love another kind of bond had formed.

He couldn't leave without making things right. There were so many things that needed to be done and he could not let himself get lost in this agony.

The fire inside of him would rage a war on everything. There was a face he needed to see. A story he needed to discover.

He needed to find himself and he would never leave those flames or some unimportant girl end his story before it even began. He would change and he would change everything around him.

Searching for a support he tried to get up. He scratched the door and screamed. He prayed to hold on to a little more. He wished to find a way. He run towards the door slamming his elbow and he kicked and cried. His nails getting bloody he still fought.

He closed his eyes taking a deep breath. The words of that man. He had a power inside him. He knew it.

All he needed to do was...

Explode.

....

I think through Alex's inner monologue we can all see a bit of ourselves. 

When you have a hard time and think that everything is pointless. Even if the harsh now seems like it will never end please don't give up. 

You are the main character of your own story.

Thank you for reading!