I Scored Myself A Mate

He walked in front of Adam his legs signaling him that they could give out at any moment. He could feel his presence and his intense look without even looking at him. His eyes were burning holes at the back of his head.

"Move faster" he commanded and pushed him to move.

He tried to. He didn't want to be consumed by fear but the pain his hits caused were still vivid. He didn't want to relive anything like that again so he placed all of his energy on his legs and started walking faster. Stumbling here and there from time to time.

Adam led him to the infirmary he had woken up just a few days ago with Luke and Mikael on his side. At the very beginning of their troublesome adventure. The beds were organized and the place smelt the same way hospital usually did. Last time Alex had not paid that much attention to the expensive equipment or the light that entered the room. The slight breeze that entered from the open windows and the dancing curtains. It was a place for people usually close to the brim of death but Alex here had come back to life.

Samantha, the doctor was sitting at her office, quietly writing something down on her notebook. Once they entered her space she lifted her head up and in a hurry left her chair to greet the alpha.

"Sir" she acknowledged him and bowed her head.

"Samantha I need to have a talk with you. Drug this one and bring Markus here."

"What? Markus? Why would you need to…"

"Do it! If you actually behave for once I will forget the fact that you tricked everyone saying the boy was dead and you will get to keep your hands. So you can keep being the doctor you so much love."

Samantha looked at Alex with a depressed expression. That woman had helped him. He was a key factor to why he was alive right now and that thing could deprive her of her gift. She was meant to save people the same way she did for him and if she wasn't a doctor she couldn't do what she loved. She would be left with nothing just because he she helped someone she shouldn't.

Alex took a deep breath and tried to find the little courage he had left. He looked at her and gave her a courageous smile as he headed towards one of the medical beds and sat on the cold sheets.

"It's fine" he said "You can do it. I'm sure nothing will happen to me while you are here. You are a doctor." He told her and nodded. She walked back to her office opening one of the drawers and prepared a syringe.

She poured the liquid in the small container and approached him while holding it carefully on his gloved hand. Alex lied down and tended his arm. She bent down a bit while she gently pierced his skin with the thin needle and whispered closed to his ear.

"Thank you. I will protect you." He said and Alex smiled slightly while he started to slowly get sleepy. His eyelids fluttered for a minute and mumbled an okay before he had been embraced by a deep and soundless sleep.

"Very moving." Adam said ironically. "Now turn him around. I want to be able to see his back."

"What is going on here Adam? Why would you need to see Markus? He is just a kid." Samantha asked him aggressively and Adam approached the drugged boy. She stood defensively in front of him and Adam shook his head in contempt.

"I won't hurt him." He said but she didn't budge "I said I won't hurt him now move!" For a few seconds she didn't say or change her defensive stance but she knew better than to agitate him further so she stood to the side still watching him like a hawk.

Adam turned him around with no struggle and Samantha could see now clearly the mark on his naked body. She gasped and moved her hands in front of her mouth. She moved closer and with her slender fingers traced the delicate design.

"Do you understand why I need you to bring Markus here now?"

"Oh my, this boy he is…he really is one of the last ones. He is a Child of the Veil."

"Yes that's why we need to see what we can do about him." Adam said. His constant anger seemed to have subsided a bit as he was looking at the boy's back. The precise marking, the elegant light the gold color emitted, he knew it all too well but he needed to be sure. He hadn't asked of Clarissa's vision because he couldn't be concerned less about a stupid human but now everything made sense. Her fear and the anxiousness in her voice when she had called him. The mother's hatred towards her own son, it wasn't just homosexuality the problem. There were more. A lot more.

"I will go get Markus right this instant." Samantha said and run out of the infirmary.

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