The Only Alpha Luna

The Dungeons

The cells were dark, dingy, the ground dark and soiled from the leaking drain pike. At least that's what I'm telling myself is the cause of the damp ground beneath me even though I can smell the urine in the air. I have to remind myself that there are other cells. That the people shouting to be released, are yelling for Tom. Not for me. I have to remember that since I still radiate power until everything is stripped and taken from me they think that I will be able to get them out. Since they are clinging on to every last shred of hope they have left available to them. How pathetic. Yet, hadn't I joined this pathetic class of wolves. The ones that made my stomach turn as I watched their faces turn purple from their screams, their palms turn bloody from the silver burns; because they were each stupid enough to grab the bars of their cages. I will not be released. I will be publicly executed. The evidence that is stacked against me is overwhelmingly high.

At this point I am ignoring the voice inside my head that is screaming, and begging, and pleading with me to fight for my life. For me to have one last stitch effort of a fight against these people. Yet, the mediator is back. The mediator has taken control she's been in control since the fight where everything went to shit. Reminding us why we don't feel emotions, reminding us why we don't let them get the better of us. Due to the mediator, we sit, silently awaiting our punishment knowing that if we fight, if we get that one last run in it makes us look guilty. Since she is the only one that is clear headed. She is the only one that can see this for what it truly is. A set-up a way for Darryl to show to the Alphas that the King believes his mate above our laws.

Yet, she will not allow for him to be. Yet, she will not allow us to do nothing more than sit here and contemplate the actions, and the equal reactions that have gotten us here, in this cell. Her only question to us "Is he worth it, were all the stolen moments, was it worth it?" it was asked in such a condescending tone you knew the answer should have been no. Yet, both the wolf and the human were in agreeance with their eyes. Making her falter only slightly. We sat, and we waited not bothering to go to sleep for hours. As our eyelids got heavier from the pitter patter of the pipe's leaking there were a new set of steps walking right for the cell we were in. Setting our body on full alert, and sending us into defensive position, standing on our own two feet. It was Tom, who looked like someone who had just tried to stop hell from burning.

"I tried, I tried everything legal. You have to run." His voice was desperate, his eyes wild. I must have been mirroring his own reaction. Yet, I had to be calculating. He saw it too I wasn't the same. "Why did you put your walls back up?" It was unnerving how he saw right through me with only the glint of an eye.

"Because I didn't think you were going to be able to save me. I'm not going to run, and you're not going to let me. No one is above the law. Especially murder, when is my sentence?" I say looking at him, my resolve slipping only enough for a few tears to escape.

"At dawn. Please..." I shook my head effectively stopping where the conversation was heading. Tom shook his head. "Fine. Then I am no longer here as your legal council, I am no longer here as the King, I am here as your mate, let the implications be damned. Our laws state that I have a right to say whatever I feel needs to be said before I need to leave this cell right?" I nod my head slowly not understanding what I was getting myself into. Not understanding what could be so direly important he would want to spend my last few moments with me. Surely I wasn't that important to him. He walked towards me and I walked back, he sighed knowing that there was no way in the next few moments to get what was lost back. "Listen then, I love you. I love you more than life itself and if you'd let me I'd give you the death union mark since I can't imagine a day without you. I can't imagine ruling all of these people without you. I don't understand how each passing day you were fair, and just in your rulings with not only your people but the rogues who had wronged you. What am I supposed to do with those that wrong one another always? How do I fix a society that is always bringing others within it's own society to its knees? Yet, you have always tried to not only right your own wrongs but the wrongs of others and that here today has been your downfall. Those people deserved their graves, but they surely could have waited. Surely it wasn't your responsibility to bury them. Please, don't let them execute you tomorrow." Tom said all of it with a passion, and desperation in his voice that I had never heard before in anyone's voice. He stared at me his eyes watering. I wasn't going to move. The mediator watched him waiting for his next move, realizing he wasn't going to leave without a response let the human reply. "I love you too, more than you'll know. I killed my father, in cold blood I deserve this death. This execution even if it's for the wrong reasons. I don't deserve your death union mark since I myself have always had a target on my back, I could not, I would not be able to wake every morning knowing that just leaving the room would cause you danger. A day without me will become bearable, a day without me will become tolerable, and you will eventually find a woman more deserving of your love. One that can give the quick and dirty answers to the questions such as 'What am I supposed to do with those that wrong one another always? How do I fix a society that is always bringing other within it's own society to its knees?' since I have no idea how to quickly explain it to you." I walked ever closer to him putting my hands on his chest getting ready to push him out the door after my next round of confession of love. "Those men, women, and children, deserved burials as quickly as possible. I refused to have waited for a man who can't move his army within a few hours. You are a weak king, and I pity your subjects. Since you will surely fall at any womans feet, who dares utter the words of love." I shoved him out of my cell and went to stand in the corner. Both halves were pwissed, asking how I could have hurt the only man that had ever truly loved and accepted us.