As the officer led them outside, one standing right next to the other, with curved postures from the exhaustion and hardships Luke spotted Clarissa standing at the door. She was looking at all of them with her dark eyes filled with sorrow. Once their eyes met though she averted her gaze and bit her lip nervously. She felt ashamed for what she had done. She had betrayed him when he trusted her at a very difficult time. Everyone had.
Without really caring about the officer's command to head straight and leave the building Luke stopped in front of her.
"Why?" he asked her. He was angry at her. She had put everyone in danger. Staying in that prison cell would be a million times better than going back to the pack's compound.
"I'm sorry Luke. I really am but listen to me…the boy… I saw…."
"Come on. Get going" The officer said and pushed slightly Luke to move. He wanted to stay more and talk to her. Ask about what she saw that made her do this but when he stepped outside, felt the warm sun hit his skin and faced the two black jeeps outside his throat got dry. Right in the middle stood his dad. His name was Adam and his grey from old age hair where swept back neatly as he stood with his arms crossed in front of them.
If he had an image of death on his mind that would be it. Domineering and sickeningly strict. This is how death would stand in front of him if he ever visited and he felt sad. It was really depressing the fact that the image his father recreated on his mind was that of the grim reaper.
"Get in the car." He said
"Father about Clarissa's vision I want to know…"
"You have much more important things to worry about. Like if you will live or not. Get in the car."
And he did. He and Mikael got inside the car his father was driving and Mark with Alex got in the other one. Alex looked like his should had been drained from his body, fear eminent in his eyes. He wished to be next to him, to calm him down, even just a bit but he knew it was better that way. He should stay away and not give any more reasons to his father to hate the green eyed boy.
"So we are heading to our deaths. That's something new. Excuse me sir. Is there a way for us to live? I small window in the law or something?" Mark rumbled at the driver on the front seat.
It was obvious he was nervous and that was trying to find some way to cover it up, forget it or even get some hope that he would see the sun rising one more day.
Alex on the other hand couldn't hide even if he wanted to. His hands were shaking and images from a few days ago flashed back to his head. The pain, bone breaking it was still clear as a memory and he swore that just by thinking about it he could relive it.
"I don't think so. Once we get back you will get changed and hear the Alpha's decision. He is probably talking about it with his son now."
"What will happen to Luke?"
"The best is death. The worst is becoming an Omega. Being kicked out and living without a pack it's a huge disgrace for us?"
He was a fool for thinking there would be a way. Luck was never his friend and he should have realized that way back. When his mother screamed at him that she always knew he wasn't her child, that he was wrong for simply existing. Now Luke too had been plagued by his disease and he would face a dark future because of him.
"What happened to my mother?"
"The Alpha convinced her to redraw the charges."
"And she did it? Just like that?" Mark asked but none of them really wanted to know the answer. Alex was sure his mother wouldn't say yes so easily so something must have happened. He wasn't even sure if his mother was alive anymore but honestly the numbness he felt right now was the only sensation, a spec of a feeling. He had shut everything down and if he could he wanted to restart his whole system. Forget everything that happened and all the misfortune his actions had brought to everyone.
"I'm sorry." He mumbled and Mark sighed
"Shut up. There is nothing to be sorry about. At least I will die young and beautiful" He joked but Alex saw tears in his eyes for the very first time. No one commented on it though. They just sat back and enjoyed their last ride. Looking at the green trees, the grey of the concrete and the clear blue sky. Images that they all took for granted but in the end those were the images they would miss the most. The simple ones. The birds flying, the whistling of the air, the glowing of the sun on the beach and the rhythmic dance of the waves. All these images that screamed of life.
The car stopped as it entered the compound and Alex could not spot Luke anywhere. He saw the twin car parked next to the one they were on but it was already empty. He sighed and looked at the enormous building that was disguised as a college.
He had heard of the great hall where the pack ate. The rooms were built in a circle above it, reminding him of an enormous fairy tale tower and then many other smaller buildings, some attached to the main part of the building, others not. Made mainly from wood and stone it looked old but at the same time it had a glamor and elegance to it. Maybe it was the dark materials or the carved stones. He would never find out; no one would answer anyway.
They were taken into an empty room away from the main building. It was almost like an old and forgotten storage. There was only a broken down chair there that had two sets of simple clothes. Two pairs of jeans and two T-shirts. One blue and one white.
"Get dressed and look a bit presentable if you can. You will meet the Alpha soon." The man who had drove them there said and left them. Alex heard the locking of the door and sighed. Of course he would do that.
"So which one do you prefer?" Mark asked holding the T-shirt and Alex raised his shoulders. Mark threw him the white one and took off his own shirt wearing the blue one. "Man I hope I don't pee my pants at the execution…that's…that's a bad way to die" he said but the glee in his voice soon died. He couldn't keep up this act. He kicked the chair throwing the jeans at the other side of the room. "How?....How did this happen to us? I don't want to die" he cried and Alex hugged him tightly. It was all his fault.
"I'm sorry. So sorry" he said as the cried together and Alex stood shirtless hugging his friend.
Mark sniffled and moved away looking at him with a confused look. Suddenly he had stopped crying and with a swift moved turned him around. His cold finger tips touched the back of his left shoulder as he mumbled something Alex couldn't her.
"What happened?" The green eyed asked him, confused. A few seconds ago they were crying about dying and now Mark was groping him.
"That thing on your shoulder. Did you always have that there?"
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