Chapter 218 - 218

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Adam landed right in the middle of their little circle, above the unknown boy. It was the first time he realized how strong he was. In his eighteen years he had never been into a fist fight and he had never experienced extreme emotions such as passion or anger. It was the first time that he felt like he wanted to rip someone's throat off. 

He mercilessly grabbed one of the younger kids by its dirty collar and raised up in the air, throwing it at the other side of the alley. His eyes shone and a loud growl escaped his lips. At first the kids seemed willing to put up a fight but when the young wolf grabbed a second one, punching him so hard he fainted they run away scared. He would go after them, he was ready to, his nails itching to appear, ready to start ripping flesh but he felt something, the half-conscious boy was holding hi shoe stopping him from moving. 

The moment he looked at him again his anger significantly subsided. He didn't know what to say or how to act so he just stood there, awkwardly staring at the hurt boy until he heard Markus landing right next to him. The blond placed his palm on his shoulder and through his round glasses he looked at him with a mischievous grin before he crouched down and actually helped the injured boy to sit properly. 

"And you were afraid that I would cause trouble." He mocked him. Adam sighed, knowing that now that he was seen so clearly he was doomed. Just the thought of returning home now and meeting his father was terrifying. Why did he have to jump there like a fool? He would have to pay the price. 

"Let's go. I want to get emotionally prepared for what's about to follow at my house." Adam said and grabbed Markus, wanting to leave this place as soon as possible. Today he had felt angry, filled with rage something that never happened to him. He hated the bloodthirsty side of his species. Filled with vile emotions so he always tried to avoid it. Now though he had been exposed all because of this lowly boy, a factory worker who probably didn't know how to even read. What had gotten into him?

"Wait a second mate. He is hurt. Who you might be little wolf?" Markus asked him. Adam knew his friend too well. He would never be interested in someone weaker than him. It was in his believes that being weak was something you had to pay for. This world was divided between the strong and the weak. If you were weak, you were simply unlucky and you had to live with it and probably die from it. Especially if you were a werewolf.  Markus was pretending to care for him because of Adam's unreasonable behavior. He was intrigued as to why the always strict and restrained young man would do something so irrational for a nobody. A hood rat. 

"I... I am Daniel. Thank you for helping me kind sires." He told them and even though Markus was the one that asked him the question Daniel was looking straight into Adam's eyes. 

His voice, timid and low as if he was scared to speak reached clearly Adam's ears. Now that there was no one to beat him, no scary figures to distort his face he could see him. His face, his characteristics and his beauty. He was pretty. Not in a very masculine way. Someone would even describe him as adorable. His big doe eyes, his small nose and full lips. The way his long hair framed his delicate face, he almost looked like a fairy. Adam thought and he felt his cheeks turned hot. At the realization his eyes widened, a sharp inhale was heard and he averted his eyes. Breaking the captivating eye contact. He was being charmed and that was horrible.

"Let's go. Let's leave right now Markus!" he shouted and his friend raised his eyebrows. He wasn't confused or surprised, Markus was too smart for that. He had already noticed the tint in Adam's face, the dazed expression as he stared at him. Interesting, very interesting indeed, he thought. 

"Let's help him get home first." Markus said with a smile. "Where do you live?" he asked him and Daniel attempted to get up. Supporting his back on the humid wall, he pushed his legs up slowly standing on his feet. He placed his palm on his ribs with a frown as he waited for them to heal. 

"Just around the corner. I can go by myself. Thank you." He said, having realized Adam's avoidance. Daniel was keen in observing people, every day at the factory he would see so many wolves and humans. Angry, mad, happy or sad he had seen every expression while his hand would become rough and filled with calluses as he worked. Adam did not want to be around him and that kind of hurt the young boy. At the same time sadly, he understood. From the way these young men were dressed it was obvious what they would think of him. Dirty dressed in rags. Despicable. 

"No what kind of gentlemen would we be if we didn't help you?" Markus said. "Adam why don't you help him walk?" his friend asked him, grinning widely and the man's lips parted, ready to speak as his grey eyes showed his displeasure. 

"I can walk." He said, taking small steps, his palm on the wall as he needed support he managed to reach the end of the alley and look into the big central road. The shouts, the carriages, the city was bustling with life while he was in so much pain. Markus and Adam walked with a slow pace behind them, Adam getting more and more agitated with his friend's interests. He needed to get out of there, he was sensing it. He knew it that if he stayed here for longer a change was going to happen in him. If he left now he would be able to forget. If he found the strength to just run away his life wouldn't change. 

Daniel stepped out of the alley, finding himself on the road when the galloping of horses was heard. A carriage was frantically running towards him. The boy stopped his head snapping to the side as his eyes turned into circles. He was going to die. He couldn't run. 

"Oops, seems like he will die." Markus mumbled obviously not intending to run to his rescue.

He didn't have to though. Adam was already at it, his body once more disobeying the rules he had been learning for years. He grabbed Daniel from his arm, bringing him onto him with so much force that he found himself landing on the cement, right into the mud and the boy landing exactly on his chest. 

Adam took a deep breath, in shock, still not getting what had just happened. Again he had acted without thinking. The first time, he could overlook it. He should have just left them there, walk back to his house and get scolded by his father. That would be it but he decided to stay, ignoring his gut. 

Daniel, whose face was dived into his chest raised his head. He blinked a few times, his long eyelashes casting shadows on his cheeks. Adam froze, they were so close and his lips parted, an attempt to breath but his throat was clogged. 

"Thank you" Daniel told him and he smiled. 

He had smiled at him. His eyes disappearing, his lips turning upwards and his laughter that followed sounded like a hymn. 

He smiled and then he laughed. That was enough for Adam's world to change. 

His head fell down, landing on the road, he closed his grey eyes and sighed as his arm hid them. 

"I surrender." He mumbled.