I Scored Myself A Mate

The ticking of the clock was unbearable. Even Mark's hearing bothered him at some point. How he seemed so clueless about what was going to happen minutes away while he was dreaming. Alex was fidgeting in his best struggling to keep his tired eyes alive. He had run and socialized today. Those two activities together were enough to exhaust him but his nerves were tense, as he waited for the god of time to help him for once. 

A few minutes before six he got up and carefully found himself outside. He tried to be quiet, become one with the night but when the sun fell he never felt like he was in his true element. He always did best during the day, when he could feel the son's golden tongues licking his body and warming his system. To him the night was cold and distant but at the same time deep inside him a strong nostalgia would linger in the air, depressing him and that's why he always wanted to operate in the light away from this unknown sadness.

There was no one around. At least this time it was natural in comparison with every other hour. But now this building really looked like a ghost tower. As huge shadows were created by the heavy furniture, the creaking of the old wood with every step and the sounds of the blowing wind outside like a song, that whispered the coming of death. He closed his eyes trying to stop the wave of overwhelming sensations before he pushed the heavy door and stepped out.

Cold, chilling even your bones and darkness, unable to see he felt like he had made a mistake for going there but his curiosity had won this battle. The word parents was a very sensitive one and since his own boyfriend didn't seem to want to answer he had to know. It concerned his family after all, even if they were in very bad terms. 

He was all alone for a while and he cursed not having a watch or a phone at this time. He couldn't know if he was early or if he had just being played by one of Lily's or someone else's tricks again just to rile him up and distress him. 

Despite his worries he remained there, sitting on one of the cold marbled stairs on the entrance. They had a very pretty crème color and little spots of gold. He trailed one of those spots with his fingertips and then moved to another one and another one creating imaginary shapes. A heart, a sun like in his tattoo and a…moon. A very lonely crescent far away from everyone else. Alone and waiting for its sun to appear. 

He felt that longing again and his eyes watered. Peculiar was just an understatement because what Alex was feeling right now, he could not describe. He felt like a part of himself was missing. He often got that sensation when he was feeling down and couldn't sleep at night. That feeling of being incomplete. 

The boy sighed and stood up, dusting some none existent dust from his jeans and got ready to leave when the door in front of him slowly opened, revealing his inviter.

He knew her face, that vibrant purple hair. It was one of Lily's lackeys. The one who had offered fake kindness and a poisonous smile. He took a few steps back in an attempt to avoid her, find a way to run for his life and she smiled sadly.

"Don't worry I won't hurt you. I'm not here because of Lily."

"Why are you here then?" Alex asked her looking at her with suspicious eyes. She didn't seem to be bothered by his behavior though. She just took a few steps getting away from the door and sat in the same stair Alex had. He stood standing wanted to be ready in case he needed to run. He had heard her advice about his reflexes and this time he wouldn't get caught so easily. 

"I am here because I felt guilty. I didn't know exactly what Lily was going to do. She said she wanted to annoy you. I thought it was okay. She is my friend, her boyfriend just dumped her for a guy I should help her it would be just a silly prank after all, but it wasn't. I'm sorry." She apologized looking at Alex with deer like eyes.

"Then why didn't you try to stop her?"

"That would be social suicide. You don't know what really going on around here. She is the most promising female wolf of our generation. Smart, beautiful and strong her and Luke were the perfect couple and you came and ruined her pretty pink bubble. She hates you and honestly she could even kill you, just to make sure that Luke is not yours. She wouldn't hesitate to destroy anyone who gets on her back side. The guys love her, a true goddess and the girls want to be her. Going against her would mean death so I decided to do this for you. Because I don't want to be a bad person."

"And why should I believe you? What if this is another trap?" He asked but he was already a bit more relaxed. He had stopped standing and had sat down next to her feeling the cold marble again.

"I can't convince you in some way. You can only go and see. What they did to your parents."

"What do you mean? And how do you know that? I mean it's not information you would just simply know. Considering your Alpha."

"Yes, you're right. Is just that they asked my mother to do it. She was born with a special power. She was considered blessed by the forest guard but she always hated her power. She could erase people's memory." She explained and Alex took a few seconds to himself. To think what could have happened. 

"So what? They erased the incident?" He asked her, that wouldn't be so bad actually. He would be sure his mother wouldn't go after him and the police would leave him alone. 

"They didn't just erase the incident. Luke and his father, they…agreed it was best to completely erase you." She revealed and when she noticed Alex's shock she wore a pained expression. "Your parents have forgotten that you exist. They have a new home, new jobs. They are completely new people."

He stood there with his jaw hanging. It's couldn't be true. Yes, he hated his family. His abusive father and his mother who never defended him and was always blinded by the fear of her husband. He had found himself wishing he never had a family like that many times, crying and cursing them. The heartbreaking pain of rejection. The warm tears that dumped his clothes during the beatings. He hated all of it but still these people were his only family. At least he had a mum and dad he knew if he died someone would come at his funeral but now it's like Alex never existed. He had suddenly become a ghost.

"You are lying." He mumbled upset.

"I am not. There is more and I am really sorry that you have to hear this. When my mum had to alter your father's memories he was in a comma. That power messes with people's brain and your father he hasn't woken up yet. He is at their new home, but he is in a comatose state."

"It's not possible. They told me my father was fine."

"He was. Is just that my mother's power made him worse. I am so sorry Alex. My mum didn't wish for any of this to happen. She is a good person and has been tortured by guilt all this time so please don't hate her."

Hate her? A woman he didn't know that was just following orders. No, he wouldn't hate her. His hate was special, preserved for those who for the first time in his life wished to see dead. That man. That plague that dirtied everything around him. Adam. He wanted to rip him to shreds and set him on fire. Wolves, they were always like this, impulsive, primitive and disgustingly dump. 

It was that hate he felt subconsciously again. It was rising up and was hitting his heart like a tsunami. Luke too. He was one of them bring destruction upon his very step. He had agreed to something so brutal. He had lied to him. How many lies? What else was he hiding? He wanted to trust him but his faith had only turned into a sharp knife that Luke, his mate had decided to stab him in the back with. 

Mate, ridiculous. He thought and scoffed. There was no such thing with them. Lifelong partner. More like a lifelong fool. This hate was like hot oil being poured into a vase that was already filled to the brim. The glass would break from the heat, everything would overflow and dangerous glass shards would spread everywhere. At this moment he wanted to burn the whole place down.

"Please say something" she begged him and he looked at her. Her blue eyes widened with his expression and for a second she seemed lost for words.

"Fucking four legged disaster…" he mumbled and Alissa raised her eyebrow shocked. 

"You almost sound like an... never mind. Here take this." She said and took out from her pocket a very small post it note that had an unknown address on it. "This is where your parents live, they have moved to the closest city. This is their address if you want to visit them."

He took the paper and stood up. His expression stern and angry. He was upset and it was very obvious. He looked at Alissa. She was a wolf too and a coward one at that. Trying to throw away her guilt by doing something for him in the shadows. Not expressing what she believed to be wrong, following blindly the pack. 

"You wolves are really the worst of The Veil" he insulted her and she gasped. 

He didn't care though. He just left her there without not even a thank you. You had been overtaken by something. A pure anger, solid hate and he couldn't stop it, he didn't want to since he felt that for once everything he had been feeling was trying to get out. He didn't want to be pitiful anymore, lied to and deceived. 

When they took their little trip into town, he would escape and find his parents but to do that he needed Mark's help.

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I'm accepting bets at what kind of creature Alex is. I am listeniiing.

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