Restless In Hiding (Boyxboyxboy)

16- Secrets Unfold

*Picture Reference: Fire everywhere, it's such a sad part in the story.*

Elian's POV

How is it possible to be able to care for a well being that you have not even known for more than a week? To be able to feel the pain, both emotional and mental? I needed reassurance that Zane was okay because, quite frankly if he wasn't... I wouldn't be either.

I flew over to his body, not caring that anyone else had seen the Lord of the Fae at the sight of this traumatizing event. My knees collapsed to the ground, the scorched dirt scattered on top of Zane's unconscious body. I placed my hand over his wrist and found the weakest pulse that worried me to no end. My arms found their way underneath his back as I tried to pick up his light body and take him into my arms. I held him close to my chest before I rose from my position and started to fly into the woods, far away from the scene.

Where the hell was Stefan?

As I whizzed through the forest, with blurs of dark brown, green, and a fiery orange colors by my side. Whimpers were heard below me and I looked down to find Zane moving about in my arms. His eyes fluttered and soon widened when he say my face. He soon pushed himself out of my arms while I was in the air and started to freefall in the sky. With a sigh, I flew after him and once I had him in my arms, I gave him a piece of my mind.

"Don't do that again! You could have just killed yourself. What?... What happened back there?"

He started to frantically mutter inaudible words, "Sacrifice... need... die..."

I scrunched my nose as I soon reached a stream of cool water that was a respectable distance from the pack grounds and it would be secure enough to stop for the night or at least a little while before moving on again. Or, perhaps, I could just teleport to wherever he'd like.

As I placed him down onto his feet, he stumbled for a bit before regaining his balance.

"Zane, please stop the muttering, you need to tell me what's wrong. I want to help," I pleaded with him for answers.

"That's exactly the problem! Why do you need to help me? Everything was perfectly fine until you showed up!" He yelled in my face, with a finger pointing at my chest every now and then.

Now, I was definitely confused and worried for his mental state, he couldn't be serious right now.

It was my turn to become upset because I was blamed for saving his bloody life, "You mean that I should have left you to die in the ditch back there?! That definitely makes sense, Zane."

He shook his head and sat down on a boulder with his head in his hands, "I needed to go, to die, for everyone else. I couldn't let him hurt anyone else."

I kneeled down beside him and placed my hand on his knee, "Zane, please fully explain what this is about. If you haven't noticed, I care about you too much to let you ever go."

"He came to me this morning, as a incredibly different person that I once knew, demanding that he would come for everyone else. Everyone else, meaning homosexual, werewolf couples. He said I would be able to prevent it, if I gave up myself. My head wasn't screwed on right this morning, I had just had a fight with Stefan about pups and I thought he would be better off without me as well... When the fire and disaster started, I knew it was my time," he finished with tears streaming down his face, trembling to the core.

"Who is he?"

"Nikolai, he was so unlike himself. At first, I believed the words coming out of his mouth to be a joke, which was soon forgotten. His eyes were all black, as if he were possessed or being controlled. He needs help, you need to help him."