I Scored Myself A Mate

"Wait! Please let's stop for a second" Alexander said as he panted loudly. His face had gotten red and he was trying to keep standing. "My feet are burning" he mumbled.

"Aren't you supposed to be one of us?" Mikael asked him. "How can you get tired? We need to meet the others." He said strictly and kept walking in the empty road. "I was afraid something like this would happen so I set some meeting points with Mark, we will search one by one to find them." 

"Mikael stop. He can't walk anymore" Luke told him and approached Alexander who was desperately trying not to cry. Keeping up with them was worse than training for the Olympics. They were so fast, almost impossible to keep track of. Yes, he was a werewolf too but there was no way a comparison between them could happen. Alexander had always been sickly and slow. Very fragile and now those traits of his he always hated once more had found a way to bring him down. Mikael was looking at him, in the brim of lashing out. He was worried sick about Mark and wanted desperately to reach him. 

"It's fine. I can keep going. Don't worry about me" Alexander said and attempted to start walking again even though his legs hurt, it was as if his muscles had been pulled. 

"No." Luke stopped him by placing his arm in front of him. "We can rest for a while. They won't leave. We are far away from the motel now and judging by the sparks I saw and that loud noise the hunters have a lot to deal with at the moment." 

"Well you can rest if you want. I will keep going." Mikael announced. The dark night made it easier for them to look around, their senses better during the night while the moon watched over them. They were standing in the middle of the road, the two best friends staring at each other filled with hostility. 

"Don't be a jerk. What's wrong with you lately? I know you like Mark but this is not like you." Luke told him. 

"Is it such a bad thing that I want to find him? Well you might have taken the path to redemption but there is no way I will sit around and wait for a kid I've rarely seen in my life. I can't babysit right now. There are more important issues." Mikael said. 

Alexander knew he was right. He had no reason to ask for empathy or understanding. They were basically strangers to one another. It didn't really matter if you belonged in the same pack when you've never seen the other person let alone converse with them. 

"Mikael, what's wrong? Why are you being like this?" Luke asked him again. He had noticed a change in his behavior a few days ago. He couldn't know why that happened but it was obvious that his attitude towards Mark had completely changed. His friend had told him that he liked the human but his behavior was weird. At times he seemed to be glued to him and at other he was taking his distance, looking like he was lost in his thoughts with a very concerned expression on his face. 

"I am being completely normal" he told him but the way he avoided his eyes was enough for him to understand. Luke sighed and rubbed his head, his hair getting messy and turned towards Alexander. 

"Just sit there for a while, at the side of the road while I talk with Mikael. Don't take seriously what he said, most of us have it in our blood to be idiotic jerks once in a while." He told him with a faint smile, attempting to lighten the mood. Alexander didn't seem to respond to his light hearted joke though. With slow steps he dragged himself to the side as he was told and sat on the soft grass, ripping it and playing with it, hoping that his pants would not turn green, as he watched the two wolves walked a bit further away, in need of privacy so they could talk. 

"Come with me" Luke said and grabbed Mikael away.

"What is it now? You got your break time for that little wolf…what's wrong now?" 

"You are going to tell me. What has been going on with you? The Mikael I know would never say something like that. If you don't tell me I can't help you." Luke asked him as he placed his arm on his shoulder. 

Mikael turned his back on his friend, removing the comfort of his touch as he began thinking if it was wise for him to tell the truth. Luke had always been by his side, no matter how stupid he was. He shouldn't be afraid of him knowing and in reality he wasn't. What he was terrified of was voicing his doubts out loud. That way he made them real and gave them power. There was a war inside his head as he desperately tried to be what he wished and fight what his heart was urging him to do. 

"Scarlet is alive. She had always been" Mikael revealed while still turned away from Luke. He heard a gasp, he could imagine his stupid expression as he was filled with shock and smiled. 

"What? How?"

"A few days ago Markus called me. He said he was letting me know for my own good that she was alive. Daniel and Markus had been ordered to kill her but couldn't do it because she was just a teenager back then. They felt pity for her and let her live with the term that she could never come back and find me." He explained.

"And why did he tell you now? This doesn't make sense"

"He told me now because as it seems. Mark, he is her descendant. She was married Luke. To a human and because the werewolf gene does not pass on from a female her family was completely human. She got married, had a family and probably once people started to notice she wasn't aging she disappeared. She is out there." 

"So that's what has been troubling you?" Luke asked his friend. He had a pained expression on his face, his eyes pinned on the road. 

"I am so messed up. I thought I liked Mark, I really did. I want to love him but the thought of her being out there tortures me every day. I can't stop thinking about it and it hurts. She got married. She moved on even though we were mates but why? Why can't I do the same? Why can't I get her out of my mind and be with Mark when he is right in front of me? Why do I have to be the bad guy and end up hurting him? I wish I had never known about it." Mikael said. 

He was really in pain. Luke could obviously see it. The shadows on his face as his mind was already drowning again in regret. He didn't wish to hurt Mark, that was the last thing he wanted to do, especially after being the one that pursued him but his mind had become a torturous room he couldn't be in. Her image had become so vivid again. Her scent, the sound of her laughter were alive once more and were haunting him in his dreams. It was too difficult for him to pretend that he never acquired that kind of information. 

"You can't let go of her because you still love her, she is your mate. She is special and you never got closure. You don't even know if she really did move on and was happy or if she was forced to be that way to survive. Believe me Mikael if you are not sure about your feelings don't try to force yourself to feel more than you already do. I…I may not be the best person to give you advise but at least think about it." Luke said and Mikael nodded, feeling already defeated. Now it was too late to take it all back, his words could not be unsaid and his worries, his pain had now a form, a face. That of Scarlet's as he thought of her alone all of her life or happily married. Both visions hurt, both thoughts were terrifying and the unknown seemed to be endlessly spreading in front of him. Like a black bottomless lake with his feelings drowning in the middle. He was slowly being devoured by his own words, torn between what he should be doing and what he wanted to. 

"Thanks" he told his friend. "You always have a way of keeping me on my feet. Even though you're not so capable to do that for yourself" he made fun of him and Luke laughed as they walked back. 

"I have you for that. Can't be burdening myself with two people. Mikael I think there is only one question you should be asking yourself here."

"What?"

"Do you really think you can let go of Scarlet and be with Mark, knowing you will never get answers?"