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"This is messed up" Mikael commented while sitting in one of the two velvet armchairs that stood in front of Adam's desk. The room was emitting the aura of the person that used it. Dark and stern. Not many furniture of decorations. Just a carpet and these two chairs except the desk.

"Messed up? This is a fucking disaster." Luke exclaimed, pacing back and forth in the room. He had begged to see Alex for a little while, just to make sure he was safe but his request had been brutally requested by everyone he had asked.

"It's a shame. Alex seemed like a very nice person. He cares about you, you know and Mark…I'd like to get to know him more."

"Don't talk like they will die for sure" Luke said and Mikael laughed.

"What do you mean? Of course they will die. Even I will die. You will probably the only one alive after all of this. You're the next alpha after all."

Luke looked at him filled with surprise. Everyone. His father would kill his best friend. He would kill Alex and he would just stand by idle and watch. Observe as with heavy footsteps they would be led to the execution ground. Mark and Alex would be hanged, he would hear their gasps and Alex's beautiful green eyes would turn lifeless. He wouldn't get to see him smile wholeheartedly. Mikael would be killed differently. He would be dragged with wolfs bane and then he would be thrown into the other pack members so they could kill him.

"No" Luke mumbled and he felt his knees get weaker.

"I mean. I don't really mind man. I will get to see Scarlet again. But I might regret it if she has been reincarnated."

"I don't want you to die." Luke said "I don't want the others to die. Alex he…"

"He will die. He will be tortured by seeing you spectate his death. He will be hanged next to his best friend and all this just because he has feelings for you and you will not be able to do anything because you like everyone else is a puppet." Mikael was trying to push him to the edge, he had a plan and he really wished he was right about his speculation because this would be their only way out. If he was right they might live.

"Stop it Mikael" Luke said and stopped walking. His big hands formed fists at his sides. He didn't need this. He didn't want to hear it.

"No. Let me tell you how it feels to lose someone you love. To see them in your mind smiling and then the next moment to hear their agony filled screams. To try to reach them, help them, save them but you can't. Because you are a dog. You have a leash and it keeps you back. It ruins you. Losing this feeling of knowing you will wake up the next morning and see them, feel them next to you. It's heart tearing. I wake up every single day looking at that empty spot on my bed wishing I could remember the small details of her face but they are fading away, Luke. As the days pass by she becomes only a painful memory, an open wound because her laugh, her voice when she told me she loved me are still in my head. I can still hear it but she is dead. Buried to the ground. Food for fucking worms and this will happen to Alex too. You will feel it too. The wrecking pain. The need to die hoping you will see him again. Because I've seen how you look at him and Luke you will never get to look at him like that again. He will be a fucking corpse!" he shouted.

He had gotten up and was facing his best friend with tears in his eyes. He didn't want him to have the same end as he did. He was like his brother and watching him like this drowned in confusion irritated him.

"Shut it"

"No you fool I won't. Wake up, wake up, your life is being ruined here but you like the pampered kid you've always been you're too scared. You know what's scary huh?" he said and pushed him back. "It's fucking terrifying thinking of the end. Not choosing when to die. Dying with regrets. Your death being a spectacle for brutes!"

He wanted to crawl someone and disappear. Every muscle on his body was in pain as he imagined all of the things that Mikael told him with Alex as the protagonist. He wanted more. He needed more time. He couldn't let him go like that, without telling him the truth. Without allowing himself to accept the truth. Feel everything he wanted to.

"I don't want Alex to die!" He screamed and fell on his knees. He started crying, his tears dumping the carpet and he felt like the clenching pain on his chest would kill him. He screamed and fell on the floor placing his palm on his chest. "God no!" he said paralyzed by agony. His eyes were closed shut as tears streamed down his cheeks and when he opened them two silver irises shone beautifully.

He cried and cried. Mikael didn't approach him, he just watched him from afar as he let everything out. When he stopped his best friend smiled. The rave haired was lying down there, his arm on top of his eyes when he spoke with a sore voice.

"Are you happy now?"

"Very happy. Now they can't kill him. Or any of us."

Mikael expected Luke to be enthusiastic. Filled with joy. Basically kick the door down and run to his father to make his announcement but he stood there. Tear drops kept falling and he gave his friend a bitter smile.

"Scarlet was your mate but still died Mikael. They will kill him too. Even though I accepted our mate bond."

"Scarlet was a rogue. Alex is just...a human."

"Which is way worse."

Luke closed his eyes and took a deep breath but it was almost as if his lungs were clogged.

That burning pain made him unable to move. He had accepted him. The strong emotions that Mikael had caused with his words had agitated the bond and there he was confronting himself about how intoxicated he was with Alex.

He wished for forever but he wouldn't even get one day.

At the same time though while Luke had lost every hope Mark and Alex had made a great discovery that alerted the Alpha.

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Hello! Did you like this chapter? I wanted to describe the deep emotions of loss and I had been thinking for days how to express losing someone so special to you. I hope I did it decently.

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