I Scored Myself A Mate

Mark was dragging his feet all the way back to his room and yawning. It was definitely an exhausting day and as he passed by a few people who looked at his unruly appearance he realized how little he cared about what they thought. The only thing that he was thinking right now was how far away was his bed and if he should shower before he slept. 

Deciding to be a dirty bastard he changed direction to get to his room and stretched his arms above his head before opening the door. He would just let himself get lost in the peace and quiet of the empty room. To his surprise though the room wasn't empty and his bed was occupied. Someone was eating on it, holding a bag from the really famous burger house he loved to devour. That someone was none other than Mikael. 

"I was waiting for you." He told him.

"I thought you didn't want to talk to me." He said taking off his shoes and throwing them in the corner of the room. Without minding the other boy, he jumped on his bed, landing with his face on the clean sheets. Yes, it felt good to be able to rest. 

"I was mad at you" Mikael told him and his eyes were glued at the back of his head. Mark could feel it. The intensity of his stare and with a loud sigh he turned around to face him, still lying down. 

"I'm sorry I lied to you. I wanted to help Alex. I can't watch him be tormented like that." 

"I wasn't mad about the lying. Not fully about that at least." He said and his eyes traveled all over the room, focusing nowhere in particular. He just didn't want to have to face mark's curiosity.

"Then what was it about?"

"Seeing you like that, I got worried that something had happened to you. That you would die." Mikael said and for a few seconds quiet spread in the room. Immediately after mark registered Mikael's words in his mind he started laughing loudly. "What's so funny?" Mikael asked a pout started to form slowly on his handsome face.

"You thought I would die from a stomachache?" He asked him still laughing. A tear rolled down from the corner of his eye and he wiped it. He took a few short breaths so he could calm down but the moment he made eye contact with Mikael again he began laughing. You would think that a hundred-year-old werewolf would be more experienced in life and not so…innocent about things like that but as it seemed that wasn't the case.

"I don't know. You humans are so fragile. You die so easily and I…I don't want you to die. I was so mad at Luke when he hit you" 

"You didn't say anything though." 

"Luke, he is going through a very rough time right now." Mikael tried to justify his actions even though he was aware how wrong it was. 

"So when someone is having a rough time we should just forgive everything wrong he does? Why doesn't he talk about it with Alex? Is it so hard to trust your partner?" 

"It's more complicated than that. I wish I could tell you."

"Then tell me" Mark told him seeking his eyes. They were like the fearless ocean. But so clear as he felt him next to him. For a second his heart started beating faster. 

"I'm sorry Mark. For not being able to intervene. For not being able to help you and Alex. For not being someone important that could change things" 

Mark was surprised by his words. He was always so cheerful and easy going that he hadn't realized how much all of this must have been affecting him. He was feeling the obligation of being a good and supportive friend but at the same time he couldn't fully support Luke's action so he found himself stuck in the middle unable to help or do anything. He had never thought of that before but Mikael was truly an amazing person, he told himself and he felt his cheeks turn warmer. Bad thoughts! He screamed on his mind.

"Do not say that. I don't know what's going on with everyone lately and why I have to be your therapist but listen to me!" he said loudly trying to get his attention "You are the most decent…person…um…dog…being or whatever, I have met in this place." He said and Mikael smiled. "You are like really cool and honest. An amazing friend and on top of that you are very handsome. So don't beat up yourself. You are doing the best you can and the people around you if they are genuinely interested in you will see that. Luke can see that; Alex can see it. I can."

"You can?"

"Yes. You are my savior in some ways. When everyone forgets about me caught up in their own drama you are always here. Bringing me food…I hope" he told him eyeing the bag that was filled with food, it had been attacking his nostrils for a while now. 

"Yeah. It's for you" he said and gave him the bag, Mark greedily grabbing the first thing he could get. A very delicious looking cheeseburger. He unwrapped it and took a huge bite, closing his eyes as he let the taste numb his exhaustion. 

"This is good" he moaned in satisfaction and the blue eyed boy smiled in contempt. 

"You know I wasn't always good. So thank you for saying all these things, for seeing something good in me." Mikael said.

"So what? You were some kind of delinquent?" 

"Well, my story is not really the main point here. Maybe in another book, our book" he said and winked at him cheekily. 

Mark had his cheeks puffed like a squirrel, filled with food as he frowned creating a very adorable image.

"Very poetic" 

"I know right? So did Luke leave with Alex?" 

"Yeah, he said he wanted to take him somewhere. He didn't say where though." Mark said as he continued to eat the food from the paper back. This time he caught a small container with eight chicken nuggets. Perfection.

"He probably took him to the Veil portal. He knew Alex couldn't stay mad at him there." 

"Huh? What does that mean?" 

"The Veil Portal seems to have a weird effect on humans. The scenery is very pretty and it somehow enchants them. So Luke took him there so the magic could distract him from being angry." Mikael said and watched how Mark's expression changed from dumbfounded to furious. He threw his hands in the air, scattering the chicken nuggets on the clean sheets. 

"That manipulator! You…you four legged idiots. How could he do that? Wasn't he supposed to be the mister I am going to change? Wait till I tell Alex about this. He is going to be so mad"

"Don't"

"What do you mean don't?" Mark asked in shock 

"Let's let them take their own course. See where it will take them. I can't babysit anymore. Their relationship is never going to get better if they don't learn to talk to each other." He explained and Mark sighed. 

He knew he was right but at the same time these people seemed like they were stuck and no matter how much they talked they would never move on. He didn't know why but they just didn't seem to match.

"Is it possible for mates to not be good together?"

"It's rare but it's possible. Do you think that's the case with them"? 

I don't know honestly. I am just a human" Mark said and shrugged his shoulder. Mikael smiled at his words and grabbed the bag giving it back to him. 

"There you go, just a human, eat up" 

They spend the rest of the night talking until Mark fell asleep. Mikael covered him with a blanket, once more taking care of him and left him alone to rest.

The whole compound was very quiet and Mikael couldn't hear the uproar at another room a few floors beneath him. 

.....

There was something going on though. 

In Markus' room.

"So did you call us here in the middle of the night just so we can look at you read some ancient encyclopedia?" Adam asked while he paced in the room. 

He had been in there for a good fifteen minutes already kicking opened books with his feet, while Markus once more was quiet with his scarred face buried in a very old, almost disheveled book. Daniel on the other hand was sitting relaxed on the couch not caring very much if Markus was paying him attention or not. He had been dragged there by Adam after all. 

Markus raised his index finger signaling him to stop and the Alpha sighed in annoyance. He kept reading for a while longer when he raised his head from the book. He grabbed it from the edges and lifted it up showing the content of a certain, washed out yellow page. It had a lot of scribbles of blank ink on the sides of the text and underlining but in the middle you could see very clearly a golden design. One that was almost identical to the one Alex had on his back. 

"So did you find out who he is?" Adam asked finally sitting in the armchair. Daniel know interested in what was going on he got up and approached them, bending down a bit to look at the image better.

"No I don't but I think I found something important." 

....

To be continued.