I Scored Myself A Mate

Daniel felt empty. Like there was no soul inhabiting his body anymore. He was just a vessel, existing in autopilot and for a second he wished he would get killed by those men. He would just cease to exist and hope that maybe in his next life he would be able to stand next to him, without fear, without the pain.

His blank stare hadn't been left unnoticed, his knees brought close to his chest, the voices of everyone else as they talked were distant, as if they were thousands meters away. He couldn't focus nor think, even though thinking, calculating a situation was all that he knew how to do. Now that he was gone he was left alone, useless with no goal in life. Was this how Mikael felt when they lied about that girl? Had he caused such an enormous pain to others too? Because right now the only feeling still existing in his was sorrow, devastatingly heavy, chains wrapped around his legs and hands, a cuff on his neck making it hard to breathe he was shackled by his own pain. 

Daniel had always been timid, scared to fight, scared to shout or be in a confrontation but at the same time he was extremely smart and calculating. He was also quite handsome with hazel eyes, tall and lean. he knew that even now, looking like a man in his forties, was pretty popular. That's why he liked standing right next to Adam, looking at both of them side to side he always believed they matched perfectly. The Alpha was a bit taller than him, his body strong and buff while his eyes were a majestic grey, like the stormy sky. Daniel for many years, had long hair, dark falling onto his shoulders because Adam would play with them and calm down when he was distressed. He would have to cut it now. 

"Hey, are you listening?" Markus asked him and nudged him with his shoulder. 

"No, I can't. I am sorry." He apologized. He was looking right into his old friend's eyes but he couldn't see anything. He was lost, a daze of memories and regrets. He died, he just died like that and left him behind. 

"Daniel please. We need you." Markus said, saying the word please for the first time in a while. "Look at him." He whispered at him friend. "Look in his eyes." He told him and with his head showed Luke. They had paused their planning for a while, trying to clear their heads before sunrise. There was time still left, but not for long. Not while the best planner they had was out. "He has Adam's eyes. You always liked his eyes didn't you?" he said and Daniel watched Luke. 

He did. He always liked that beautiful grey color. When he would transform it would turn into iron, shine like the immortal moon. It was always such a pretty color, cold and deranged but when Adam looked at him it was different, warm and safe. Yes, he had Adam's eyes, almost identical. Daniel teared up again, hiding his face, embarrassed to be seen in such a state.

"He is his son. You raised him with Adam, do you really wish to let him die like that? You are the only one. The only one Adam loved enough to entrust his son to. Will you let him down?" Markus told him and the man looked at him. What could he do? What was there to be done since he couldn't think of something to save him? But the kid, the little baby he had seen after Eve had given birth. That little five year old that used to run around laughing between his legs while he was trying to work. When he turned twelve he always tried to escape the lessons, begging him to give him a free day. He was the one consoling him as he cried because his father was in the war, he was there because Luke was Adam's son. 

He wiped his eyes with his sleeve and let his legs rest. He bit his lip as he began thinking, trying to find a way to let them all out safe. He looked around, at every single one of them. 

"You, little one." He said calling out Alexander. 

"Does anyone else except us know about your feelings?" he asked, Alexander's face turning pink at the inappropriate question.

"No, I don't think so. I mean that scene today could be interpreted in many ways." He commented and Daniel nodded deciding on the final details of his plan. 

"Do you have an idea?" Luke asked him, a spark of hope lighting into his eyes. He did look a lot like his father, the way his eyes lit up, it was pretty. He thought and smiled bitterly. 

"Yeah I do but listen here. It will be all based on you." He told him staring at Alexander. "So I need you to tell me now that you can do whatever I tell you without messing up. If we fail on the details the whole plan will crumble. Can you fight?" Daniel asked him.

"No he can't. Don't make him do anything dangerous." Luke said and Alexander's face dropped, filled with disappointment. Of course he couldn't fight. 

"Then can you run?" he asked him.

"Yes! Yes, I can run" Alexander exclaimed and Daniel nodded satisfied. 

"Daniel please don't make him…" Luke began talking, wanting to ask the older man to not put him in danger. He wouldn't be able to calm down knowing that Alexander was given some kind of live threatening task while he stood there, doing nothing but waiting. 

"Don't worry. I am sure it will be fine. He won't have to fight after all. Just…you have to be careful and execute it perfectly. Can you do that?" he asked him again, wanting to make sure that Alexander understood how important his job would be. 

"Yes, I won't fail. I promise" he said, his eyes showing his decisiveness. He would do anything he could to help them out. Correct his wrongs. 

"Okay then. Hear me out..." Daniel said and began explaining his plan.