Chapter 174 - 174

Theseus' eyes were forced open from the pain. Opening wide showing everything, even the bloody colored whites. He screamed and tried to fold his body into two but Ares pushed him back, from his shoulders restraining him into the bed. He looked around, biting his lip hard to manage and keep the swears in. He noticed Amelia, tending to his wound and his sweaty face turned right and left in search for his lover. As the woman's hand fondled with the shot wound, dipping her fingers into the hole of meat, hearing the sound of the blood and gore he gasped. 

She didn't seem to care, her expression unchanged as she tried to find the bullet. She grabbed a bottle of alcohol and flipped the bottle open with her teeth, spitting the cup and pouring everything on the wound. 

"Just a reminder I am not a doctor" She said and Theseus gasped, feeling so close to having a heart attack from the pain. His skin felt cold but his veins were burning up, like a hot lava stream was underneath the layers. 

"W-where is Allias?" he groaned, feeling his throat sore. 

"Focus on not dying please. Allias is fine" Ares said as he kept stopping his body reacting. He would twitch and try to sit up, gasp and hiss as he felt liquids and pastes on his wound. It was unbearable, the burning of the poison and the witch meddling with his ripped flesh. He preferred to rip his own heart out now, just so all this could be over. He closed his eyes, trying to focus on something else but the pain and the wonder of where Allias was kept shriveling his mind, making him anxious on top of everything else. 

"Where is he?" He asked again and stared at his brother, his nostrils flaring, big puffs of air coming out as he sounded like an angry bull. His muscled stomach would move spastically all the time, tensing the tired muscles. 

"I can't find the bullet." Amelia mumbled. As long as the bullet is in there the healing process won't begin."  She said with a concerned expression. She took a look at the wound when she felt a hand on her shoulder.

"Let me try, I have training for this kind of situations. I am an assassin" Ea said and Ares couldn't help but chuckle. No one ever looked at his husband and thought, yes, the face of a cold blooded killer. As it seemed Amelia was thinking exactly the same. Nonetheless she moved to the side and Ea positioned himself close to Theseus. "I am so sorry" he apologized before his long and slender fingers dived into the wound. Theseus groaned again and his fists gripped the sheets, his legs hitting the mattress as he felt the pain of a foreign object entering his body once more. 

"Do it for fuck's sake. Do it!" he screamed not being able to withstand the pain any more.  Ea sighed and soon his eyes widened, as if he had been struck by a revelation. He moved his hand, revealing a small shiny bullet and giving it, bloody to Amelia. Theseus let out a sigh of relief as the witch returned to her old position and covered the wound with a thick green paste. 

"This will help the healing process. It's important for you to remain still and not move. You are not out of danger yet. Don't do anything silly. You still might die." She warned him and stood up wiping the sweat from her forehead as she walked away with all her used supplies. "We will talk about my payment later." 

"Thank you" Theseus mumbled, finally feeling like he was able to relax. He could still feel the pain but now it was starting to slowly subside. It was a calming feeling, like the clear sky after a storm. It was over, he could now rest. 

"Don't thank me, thank your king. He convinced me" she said. 

"Where is Allias?" the general asked again, his eyes closed. 

"He is sleeping" Mark lied. He wasn't sure why he did that. The elf was in the next room over the slightest sound could uncover his lie but still he didn't know how this wounded man would react if he heard the king's plans. 

Theseus eyes flattered opened once again, his long eyeshadows beautiful as he looked at Mark with a suspicious stare. There was no way that Allias would sleep at a time like this. For that he was sure. So why was his human friend lying about his whereabouts or more appropriately his actions? Mark avoided his eyes, he scoffed and tried to escape, feeling pressured about that stare. He knew, Mark realized and cursed his bad ability to lie. Next time he had to think before he spoke. 

"Why are you lying Mark? What's going on?" Theseus asked him. 

"He is questioning Joe in the living room" Ares said and Theseus immediately tried to stand up. He was not interrogating him, he was definitely trying to kill him and Ares was sugarcoating his words just so he wouldn't worry. "Sit down!" Ares shouted and Theseus froze. "You almost died out there, do you know how Allias was when he saw you? He had to freaking fall to his knees and bow to Amelia so she would help us. A king! He did that for you, so you could live so just stay there and don't move" he scolded him. 

"He will kill him Ares and then he will regret it" Theseus said and Ea subconsciously nodded. He agreed. Everyone did.

"That's his decision and his own burden to bear" Ares said when a loud noise was heard from the living room. Everyone's heads turned, their eyes focused on the closed door and the incidents behind it. The noise was deafening and an excruciating scream followed. 

Theseus could not let him do such a mistake. He would not let him crush his dream so easily. That little energy that he had managed to gather was all put into his last teleport. Ares hitting the bed annoyed by his brother who had just disobeyed him, for the millionth time. 

The next thing that followed left everyone frozen. Allias' voice. Heartbreaking, echoing in the whole house. A shout and a name. A sound filled with utter despair, sending chills in everyone's spines. It was as if someone was ripping the king apart. 

"Theseus no!" The King had shouted and then…

…absolute silence.