I Scored Myself A Mate

Alex had been asleep for most of the next day. He was burning up, sweating and frowning all the time as his body began undergoing huge changes. Theseus was very scared. Afraid that his human heart would not be able to handle the pain of the transformation. He was definitely not ready yet and with everything that was happening he was putting himself in so much danger, there were only just a few hours away from gathering where many enemies that smiled as if they were friends they would gather. 

So Theseus had placed guards all around his room, telling them that if the let a single soul pass he would crush their bones and feed their flesh to the dogs. The men were standing still not even blinking, afraid of the domineering aura that singled their doom at the slightest mistake. 

The icy king knew that he had to act like something was wrong so he tried to indulge himself in the activities concerning the Ball. He wasn't speaking to Ea either, still annoyed with his behavior he would pass by him in the halls pretending he wasn't there. As long as Alex was still in danger Ea did not exist to him. He didn't know what exactly had happened that had triggered that behavior, considering the fact that he was always very careful and well-mannered but he didn't care to know either. He had been very clear. You hurt Alex, you die. There was no other option and no room for negotiations. The revival of their nation was in danger right now, even though they had been so close to achieving their dream. 

Theseus was observing his workers at the enormous throne room set decorations of frozen white roses and setting delicate tables for the guests while Alex was asleep. Through the open gates a familiar figure appeared wanting to talk to him and he knew already that something ominous was approaching. He stood up and nodded at the man to follow him, entering the now empty secret office. All the furniture had been removed after the destruction he had cause and after the party they would bring new ones in. he didn't really mind that his guest would stay standing. 

"You need to keep Alex away from that party." The scarred man warned Theseus. 

"Don't worry that was what I was intending to do anyways." 

"They want to use Lily. Adam is fixated on ruining every bit of emotion, even the possibilities of a friendship between Alex and Luke so he could kill him with no interventions."

"What are they planning?" Theseus asked Markus and the man took off his glasses and cleaned them on his white shirt before looking at him again. 

"Honestly I don't know. I just came here to warn you. Adam doesn't trust me that much when it comes to elf matters. He knows about the feelings I had for…Atalanti." 

"So it wasn't just your guilt" Theseus said with a smile. 

"Oh, I am not that good of a person to feel so much guilt as to betray my pack. I am a wolf though and emotions like love…those can be destructive." 

"I can see that. If that was all I think we need to get out. I was suspecting this much anyways. I don't want people to whisper." 

"Yes, you're right" Markus said and headed towards the small door. "I will be going first. Oh, Theseus on my way here…outside I saw a flower" he said with a small grin and Theseus gasped. 

The wolf left leaving him there and returned back to the busy throne room where he once more after a while came face to face with Mark. He stopped in front of him and again looked at him with a very skeptic look as he examined carefully his characteristics. 

"Can I help you?" Mark asked him and took a step back, cautious. 

"You…does your family have red hair like you?" he asked him and mark blinked confused. 

"Yes, my mother's side. Why?"

"Oh, nothing. It's a very rare hair color that's why I am asking. Have a good day." He said and left him there standing dumbfounded. He didn't even know why this whole conversation began. 

Mark was returning from Mikael's room. He had been secretly keeping an eye on him when he was asleep trying to understand if his condition was getting better or worse. His sleeping face was always calm except of a few times when he groaned in pain. He had found himself moving the stray hairs away from his forehead and caressing his cheek so extremely embarrassed he had run away and came here to find Luke so he could ask about Alex and how he was doing. 

The golden king was still asleep, flinching in his bed as his subconscious was lost and traveling to the darkest corners of the royal's mind. He was witnessing that single and final thought, the one before his final awakening. Deep into the night a few mere hours before all of his enemies stepped foot into his land Alex was witnessing his final moments deep in his head. 

There was only blood. Everything was painted red and the snow now seemed incredibly cruel as it had lost all of its innocence. He could hear the clashing of swords and the explosions of magic from all over around him. 

His white shirt had blood. Was it his or someone else's he wasn't fully aware of it and that scared him. He didn't feel any pain as he skillfully moved his limbs and took away his enemies' lives. It had to be done. It was necessary so his people could live. So this war could come to an end. He threw his spear far and with much force, he had become good at it as he pierced three people with one single throw and recalled it back to his palm. It was a gift from Theseus. When he lost him in battle he would have this as his strong companion and now he was killing the enemies through the masses to find him. To make sure he was still alive. 

He noticed him, first his shadows as they danced furiously around a bunch of vampires who desperately tried to approached him. One made it and pushed him down but Theseus calm and with a killer smile on his face just threw him away and steeped on his throat beheading him brutally. They always underestimated him. He was known as a very skilled shadow caster, gifted in magic but whenever an enemy had the honor to face him in a battle of force and fighting skill they always lost. 

He ran to his side throwing away all the approaching enemies with his power magic. People were afraid to move close, to quarrel with him equally. His green eyes were a warning and the blood on his face a sign that whoever tried had been defeated. He stuck his back on Theseus guarding him and he heard his lover laugh. 

"Can't stay away from me can't you?" He told him and Allias laughed loudly.

"If I don't babysit you who will?" he told him but he got no answer since he had already began fighting again. The fight seemed endless and everyone was getting tired. Someone, a wolf probably grabbed Allias and pushed him to the ground slashing the side of his neck and the king screamed before he burned him up with his light magic. He turned instantly into ashes. 

"Allias!" Theseus shouted as he saw his lover getting up, his palm on his neck trying to stop the blood from the slash. He began running towards him. 

"I am fine keep fighting!" he shouted wanting him to stop. Theseus' eyes were glued on him, unaware of his surroundings so Allias saw it first. 

Someone was hiding on top of a tree targeting the High General and his exposed back with a deadly arrow. Allias could see the black poison that rested at the tip of the shiny object. The archer released the string and the arrow flew ready to pierce his lover's body. Allias' eyes widened and he was overtaken by a sudden agony. 

Without realizing it he had done something unimaginable. Right in front of Theseus' eyes he had teleported, disappearing for a second, leaving behind him a golden dust and found himself stopping the deadly course of the arrow. He had stopped it. With his body, his own life. 

Theseus turned around in shock watching the mighty prince fall to his knees. It had hit him right to the heart and blood began staining his full lips. He cried bloody tears as he tried to stay standing. He was dying. 

"No!" The general shouted and grabbed his lover in his hands, his soul link. 

Everything seemed to stop and time was completely irrelevant. The fighting had ceased and everyone now was looking at the scene. The final moments of one of the stronger creatures. But he hadn't died because of that arrow. It was his endless love that had killed him. Theseus embraced him bringing his body closer as he cried. 

"Please no. please" he chanted as he moved back and forth. His forehead touching Allias'.

The prince smiled and raised his arm, his bloody hand reaching his cold cheek. 

"You're alive" He said, his voice expressing obvious relief. "Good" 

"Don't leave me. No, no don't I am begging you. What will I do without you?"

"You will be king" 

"No Allias that's ridiculous. Don't talk. I will get you back. We need a doctor."

"It's too late. I will die." He said and heard his crying. It was a mixture of screams and painful groans. Allias hated leaving him like this. 

"We will meet again" he said and his bloody tears fell to the moody ground. "I promise"

"No Please" He begged again and again not knowing what else to say. His lover was leaving him. Allias was truly dying. He had never believed a moment like this would come. 

"Theseus. I love you" he whispered at him and they locked eyes for one final second before Allias truly died. Just in an instant he was gone, his body turning into shiny gold dust that slipped through the general's fingers. He looked at it with his eyes widened. Touching the ground and a sudden wind blew taking the dust away. 

"No" Theseus creamed while looking at the sky and a burst of countless shadows exploded around him killing everything on their path. His hair lost their color and from a raven black they suddenly turned a pure white, the same as the snow. 

As everyone was dying from the shadows one final thing happened. White flowers began blooming everywhere and Theseus felt like he heard Allias talk to him.

"I will protect you" he had whispered. 

Curious they touched the blossoms and every single one of them who touched them screeched in pain as if acid had been spilled on their body. Fast one after the other began dying. Theseus grabbed on, plucking it from the ground hoping that he would die too, painfully. A torture he so much deserves but nothing happened. The flower smelled like him. He took it in his embrace and kept crying.

Allias would always protect him. 

Alex woke up. He opened his eyes feeling disoriented and dizzy, everything turning around him. He was still burning up unaware of the time. He stood up and left his room. 

Now he knew.