Chapter 232 - 232

A few hours earlier.

Luke felt completely alone. It was the first time in his life that he walked through the halls of the compound and it didn't feel like home. The people around would look at him with pitty, their eyes always focused on him. No one would talk to him though, as he passed by them, trying really hard to hold his head high. 

There was no one left now. That was what he believed as he looked around, the place almost empty. People had returned to their rooms right after the funeral not really in the mood to do anything. His father's death was shocking and honestly no one could believe it actually happened. Not even him, who saw his dead body. Sam had treated him disrespectfully. He had thrown his lifeless corpse on the ground as if it was some kind of object. He had treated the leader of a whole pack, the founder of freedom for them like he was nothing. His eyes were always hungry but Luke could never believe he would go this far. So far as to doom their hole pack. He ruined everything just to be the one on top. The truth was that he brought himself down too, together with the older Alpha he would probably die too and it he ever reincarnated in the same time as him Luke would want to find him, he was almost sure his hate would have found a way to survive his death and reveal itself in their next life.

Daniel too had left, he disappeared after he dropped a burdensome truth without not even a last word. Luke had found him, laying his father's and his death, his eyes closed while a faint smile lingered on his frozen face. He had been happy with his decision but what about the people around him? The people that needed him? He needed him but he chose to leave without even knowing if he could meet Adam in his next life. It was a sad truth, the fact that date played a mysterious game and sometimes they were just pawns. 

Luke sighed as he passed through the bedrooms. His first thought was to visit Mikael. He was the only one who could support him emotionally but he stopped. He stopped right outside his room, in front of his locked door as he heard the music blasting from the speakers in his room. Mikael had always been brutally honest, he would be able to be by his side as he cried about his father's death. Mikael hated Adam and he wasn't at fault for that. He couldn't force him to mourn for someone he despised. 

He sighed heavily, turning on his heels and he kept walking, roaming the endless corridors, turning right and left with no true destination. It was hard, finding you way. He thought with a bitter smile. Even withing these walls, the place he had grown up in he felt lost. He knew every floor, every corner and every room by heart. He used to just ran around everywhere as a kid but now this place seemed too big and too complicated. The same with his life, too complicated and too sad. The last few months had been nothing more than a tragedy and the information he had acquired from Daniel could not offer him the final catharsis. His father was now dead so it was impossible for them to talk, work things out. Their relationship would just remain the same, even through death. A son and a father who never got along. A sick father and a son who knew nothing. 

Many times he had ended up thinking he was an idiot. Just a while back he had pushes Alexander away getting furious about him breaking the seal. He also knew he was too filled with pride and his ego to just step back and take back what he had said. He didn't know how to retreat and sadly with him it was all or nothing. He hated the idea of Alexander getting hurt and even though deep down he was shaken to his core by the decision the younger made he didn't want to accept it. That would mean he was soft. In love in a way that would make everything crumble if he succumbed to it, the same thing that happened to his father. That great man, educated, strong with everything someone could acquire had lost his mind from love. He had gotten sick from love and now, the father that seemed invisible in his eyes suddenly looked weak in a way he had never thought before. 

What if Luke ended up being that way with Alexander? What if things went wrong somehwer along the way and he was ruined from the inside out? Then the pack would perish. He wasn't as iron willed as his father. He couldn't control his self the way he did. Not yet at least and that was what scared him when it came to the younger wolf. Alexander now was a raw force and he wouldn't be able to get through it if things went bad. He was scared of loving someone. Sacred of losing them, scared of messing up like he always did. He was scared he would ruin the pack, he wasnt ready yet and he had no help. He had never felt so helplsedd in his life and the confidence that used to emit from his every move once was now fully gone.

After he walked through the comound for a while he stopped, seeing a familiar face stare out the window. Markus, still dressed with his clothes from the funeral was looking outside. His expression unreadable. He heard Luke's footsteps and he turned around, his eyes meeting him. He smiled faintly and Luke got scared. He was the last one that was left. He sprinted towards him, his eyes wide as he grabbed his arm.

"You can't leave too." He said, his voice pleading. "I'm begging you."

"What are you...oh, well don't worry. I have things to deal with here. I won't leave you do whatever you want. You're just a baby after all." He said and Luke felt a sudden relief. At least he would stay. Finally someone said he would be here. "Where is that little wolf boy of yours? I heard he returned."

"I...I met him but things didn't go as planned " he told Markus and the man scoffed. 

"The apple doesn't fall far from the tree I guess. Listen here boy. You have a pack to rule. From tomorrow everything you know will change so deal with your love life as fast as you can. You won't have time for it afterwards."

"That's very...comforting." Luke commented on his harsh words. "There is no love life to deal with." He said making Markus laugh.

"You wouldn't look like that if there wasn't."

"My father just died you know. I can't just jump around." 

"It's different. The look in the eyes of a man in love. Believe me I know. So deal with it. In any way you think it's best but do it fast."

"I don't want Alexander involved in pack things. I don't want him to be in danger. He does foolish things for me. He doesn't think like a person but as a tool for me to get stronger. I don't want that for him."

"You know. It does sound noble. What he wants. He just wants to help you. Be by your side. Isn't that a form of true love? Selfless and pure. It's rare to see something like that. But you push him away making him discard himself even more. He is trying to show you he will do anything but you keep rejecting him."

"I don't know how to accept him" Luke mumbled embarrassed. Everyone talked about love like it was such an easy thing. A story, a pretty fairytale with pink clouds and fairy dust but to Luke love was hard, complicated and painful. But above all it was dangerous. Since he didn't know how to act how to speak how to restrain his feelings, his anger. He didn't feel ready to love, to accept someone and no matter what they said he couldn't stop being scared. Alexander was something he didn't wish to ruin, his smile was priceless and he hated himself even at the thought of erasing his happiness.

"Just let go of your fear I guess. You're too scared just dive in. At the end of the day, Alexander chose you for a reason. You shouldn't forget that." But no matter what Markus said it wouldn't get through.

The blond man stared out the window again, looking at the enormous exit. His eyes spotted something, widening and he fixed his glasses, wanting to see better. He smirked. "Well you will have to abandon fear anyways because the council is here. It's time for you to become a leader. Either you want it or not." Markus told him and Luke's eyes follows his gaze, landing right at the small group .

He ws right, they were indeed here but he, was not ready. 

He just wished he wouldn't make things worse.