I Scored Myself A Mate

"So do you have any news?" Allias asked once Theseus stormed inside their room. The elf King was sitting on their bed, tapping his foot on the shiny floor while he bit his fingernails. A few hours had passed since Theseus had sent his scouts and there was still no word. 

He was supposed to be resting. After everything that had happened and the incident with his arm he was supposed to have a very slow and peaceful return to his duties but as it seemed not only he was being pushed brutally into action in his kingdom but now he would have to help the wolves too. 

Many could wonder why the elf king would choose to bother with people that gave him so much grief, used him and hurt him. For a second he questioned it too but he realized that he didn't hate them. He never did and he even considered them kind of his friends. Not everyone on that compound for sure but a few selected people were not that bad. On top of that allowing that stupid cousin to get the Alpha's position would mean more trouble for them strategically in the future, considering the closeness of their domains. Allias needed someone in the throne he could reason with, a strong leader that he could manipulate if things worsened. He never wished to do that, but at the end of the day his kingdom came first and he needed to bring his old glory back. Having the wolf pack on his back on top of everything else would be too much of a bother. 

"I just received a magical letter. They said it's true that idiotic cousin is behind everything and Adam is dead. They have dumped his dead body on the compound entrance. I send one of my shadow wielders there. He became one with them and searched the entire building but no sign of the people we know. They just returned. Do you know anything? A place they could be keeping them?" Theseus asked. 

Allias had lived there for a short while but in all honesty he hadn't seen a lot. Luke's cautiousness combined with his own fear of werewolves had him staying most of the time in his room. Also back then he didn't seem to be so good with directions, he would always get lost in that endless maze of corridors and wooden doors that stepping outside of his room to get to the bathroom would be an adventure on its own. 

"No, not really. Maybe we should ask Mark? He was the explorer kind of guy" Allias said and Theseus nodded, leaving the room in a hurry to bring his best friend here. 

Allias tried to vision the place in his mind, the twist and turns, the big windows and the dark rooms. He had found himself many times in the infirmary, he did know his way around that pretty easily. He thought with a bitter smile. He had the sudden urge to change his clothes, his body feeling heavy with all that royal attire and he stood up, heading to his wardrobe. Firstly, he tried to remove his cape, something that was easily done since he only needed to unclip the brooch on his shoulder, the rich fabric landing onto the floor. 

Undoing the buttons of his shirt was a different kind of task now. He had never guessed that such simple jobs would end up being agitating. His fingers fondled with the buttons as he tried to undo them with one hand, the only one he had right now but after two of them he was already tired and annoyed. He sighed staring at himself in the mirror, at the door. His reflection was crystal clear, his face always the same unaged but his body different. 

"You really are a masochist." He mumbled to himself and returned to his bed, defeated by his own shirt's buttons.

Thankfully he wasn't alone with his thoughts for long. Mark entered the room first, completely ignoring his manner and not knocking to storm inside. He had been worried too, not for political and diplomatic reasons but because his heart was racing, the thought of losing Mikael still scarily vivid. 

"So? Are they alive? Is everything okay?" Mark kept asking questions. Allias raised his hand, stopping him. 

"Breathe." He said and Mark inhaled only to continue talking. 

"Shut up or I'll kill you" Theseus said and shot him a death glare that froze the red head on the spot. Allias chuckled with his expression, as he slowly took a step away from him and approached his friend, sitting next to him on the bed. 

"What is it with you and scary boyfriends?" He asked and Allias shrugged his shoulder. 

"Now, Mark while we lived at the compound do you have any idea of a place that they could use to keep them? I am trying to remember but honestly I have no idea." Allias said, his troubled expression surprising his friend. 

"You're joking now right? How could you forget of that horrible place? Stinking of blood, mold and bugs everywhere? No sun light we were locked there for hours! And it's also at a very weird side of the building so your scouts may not have gone there." Mark said. Allias' eyes widened and he stood up, staring at his best friend as if he was a genius.

"Of course! Yes, they used to take people there. It is really possible that they are there. How could I forget?" 

"Well I was there a lot longer than you after all. Upside down. In the dark." Mark said with a judgmental look and raised his eyebrows. Hoping that Allias felt bad. yes, he had been locked in there for hours no one looking for him only for Mikael to come and save him. He didn't want to be petty and remind him but his expression was priceless as the memory surfaced. He did enjoy it after all.

"I am really sorry about that time." Allias apologized with a guilty smile.

"So now what do we do?"