Frostbite

Frostbite: The mark of Death

Ben's pov

"is something wrong?" I ask Alpha Stephen as I look at him and at his friend nervously.

"don't worry you aren't in trouble." he says as he looks at my arm. "Ben, I need you answer my questions as detailed as possible."

I look at him and then at the man sitting next to him confused. "yeah sure."

"where did you get that mark?" the old man asks as he points at my right arm.

I look at the red and black mark on my arm and I swallow hard. "I don't know, I woke up this morning and it was already there."

"did you fight anyone before you got it?" the old man asks impatiently.

"uhh, no." I say as I look at him sigh.

"did you do anything that could have caused it to appear?" Alpha Stephen asks and I shake my head slowly.

"not that I know of." I say as I look at them suspiciously.

I had thought that they were going to give me a lesson on how to behave while guest were visiting but they weren't. Instead they wanted to know about the mark in my arm that had appeared out of nowhere.

Alpha Stephen looks at my arm and then at the old man beside him. "Ben, what did you do before you fell asleep?"

I start to panic when I feel my face heat up from the embarrassment.

'how the hell am I supposed to tell them something so personal?'

"I- uh..." I swallow hard as I try to look at them but I cant. "I was with my mate."

they both look at me nervously, possibly guessing correctly what I had meant to say.

"son, do you know what that mark means?" the old man asks as he coughs in order to break the silence.

"no, I've never seen it in my life so..."

"that specific mark." he says as he points at my arm. "it belonged to the queen. you my son, are most likely the lost son of the prince that I have been looking for all of these years."

"what?" I say confused "no there's no way, my father and mother weren't related to royalty."

"then why do you have that mark?" the old man asks irritated.

"I don't know." I say as I look at my right arm. "my fathers name was Scott Larson, that's not the name of the lost prince. besides I'm not an only child."

"what do you mean?" the old man asks as he puts his hands on the table.

"I have a twin sister." I say as he looks at me confused.

the room is now filled with silence as we all look at each other nervously and confused.

A moment later that same silence is broken by Theo as he runs inside of the room panicking.

"Ben!" he screams as he holds his cell phone. "a guy named Henry called me saying that he needs to talk to you immediately."

he hands me the cell phone and I hear henry on the other side of the line say "Ben, why wont you pick up your phone?!" he says using an angry tone.

"sorry, I left it in my room." I say as I hear Henry blow his nose. "hey Henry, do you know if my dad was related to the royal family?"

Henry becomes quiet and with a shaky voice he says "no, your father was half human. He was the omega of his old pack."

"what about mom?"

"she was the daughter of a normal wolf. neither had a connection to the royal house." he says with a high pitched voice.

"well this mark appeared on my arm. where my scar used to be." I say as I hear him say my name in a serious tone. "yeah."

I hear him breathe in and his voice comes out high at first but he stops for a second and fixes his voice. "Ben, this morning I-" I begin to hear him cry faintly. "Skye, shes... Ben, Skye is dead."

everything comes to a full stop when I hear him say those words. "what?!"

"she's dead." he says as he begins to cry "I'm sorry Ben, I tried to help her but when I went to go see her this morning she wouldn't wake up."

'Ben, it's not your fault.' I remember Skye saying to me while she looked at me with those judging eyes. 'the darkness is taking over me, but it's not your fault.'

finally the words start to process on my mind and all I can do is repeat Henry's words. "Skye is dead."

Dean's pov

"why would your wolf be protecting hers thought?" Cleo asks me as we sit on the couches while the witch prepares to send me to where Skye is at.

"maybe because I met her?" I say as I look at the table in the center of the couches with the cold cup of tea. "maybe."

"what if she's your mate?" Noah says as he continues to eat the chocolate chip cookies that the witch gave him.

"I don't think-"

"he could be right." Cleo says interrupting me. "I mean why else would he be willing to die for her?"

I look at the floor deep in thought as I realize that I had never truly touched Skye in order to know if she was meant to be mine.

I begin to remember myself wondering about the color of her eyes and I can't help but think that Cleo and Noah might be right.

having this in mind I become more determined to do anything in my power to save her, because if I can't... I might just lose my mate forever.

"It's ready." the witch says as she comes into the living room with a couple of jars of paint.

she leads us into her room and tells me to lay down on her bed.

once I'm laying down on the bed she begins to paint my skin with colorful lines and without realizing it I begin to feel drowsy as I close my eyes and without a warning I'm suddenly thrown into the middle of a forest.

I close my eyes as I imagine Skye in my head, a moment passes before I start to hear the sound of chains moving.

I turn around as I open my eyes and there she is, sitting down as she moves the chain back and forth in a playful motion.

she slowly turns to look at me and immediately gets up when she realizes who I am.

she tries to walk towards me but looks at the ground for a second before she looks at me again.

"why is it that I'm always seeing you?" she asks as she backs away from me. "I don't even know your name yet I expect you to somehow save me." she looks at the floor with tears coming down her cheeks.

I begin to walk towards her as I stop a couple of feet away from her. "we haven't introduced ourselves but I'm Dean."

she looks up at me and laughs "and I'm Skye, but I'm sure you already knew that."

"are you alright?" I ask her as she looks down at her hands and smiles.

"yeah, I'm fine." she says as she hides her left hand with a chain attached to it behind her.

not even a minute passes before she begins to cry again. "I'm sorry, I lied." she says as she wipes her tears. "I'm not fine, I'm scared. I don't want to die." she says with tears running down her cheeks.

I stand there as I look at her shake, her left wrist and her right foot are both bruised from her pulling on the chains.

I move towards her and I embrace her in a hug, she grabs onto my shirt tightly as she cries softly.

"Skye, you won't die. We'll find a way to let out of here." I say as she chuckles.

"It's fine, there's no way that I'll be able to survive this. I'm already dying..." she says as she pulls away from me slightly.

"then I'll stay here with you, I'll die with you." I say as she looks up at me with a confused expression.

"why would you do that? waste your life like that?"

"I don't know" I say as I pull her closer to me. "I don't know why, but I cant seem to leave you alone."

I observe her dark violet eyes as they stare at me with confusion, I lean forward and she doesn't move away making me want the distance in between us to completely disappear. her breathing becomes heavy as she continues to look at my eyes without looking away, I nervously swallow hard as I try to control my breathing.

I finally press my lips against hers lightly as we both close our eyes, letting any other thoughts in my head disappear I pull her closer to me.

the soft, and timid kiss in between us slowly becomes more intense as we both begin to lose our breath.

once we finally pull away the chains attached to her break as they turn into a tall dark figure that stands a couple of feet away from us.

"I'm glad that you have finally proved yourself." says a deep voice coming from the figure.

he wears a long black hood and his face is nothing but darkness, he looks like a real life version of the grim reaper.

"who are you?" Skye asks as she stares at it with a troubled expression.

he extends his hand and shows us his bony long fingers as he points at Skye's left hand. "that scar that you have holds an enormous amount of power. that power is empty the moment that you receive it but once it's time for you to begin to use it, the person in charge of it chooses the substance that it will hold. your brother has chosen the Phoenix so he will be receiving the power of fire." he slowly points at me "your lover has chosen Poseidon and will be granted the power over water." he floats towards us as he looks at Skye. with his bony hand he lifts up Skye's chin "and you have chosen me. I am known as Death in your world but in reality I am everything that has to do with darkness. I was waiting for you to break your curse but you ended up speeding up the process so I had to tie your soul up in this universe so that I could give you some extra time for you to live."

"wait but the curse..." she says as he moves away from her.

"you broke it. the way to break it was to prove that your mate was truly meant for you. your brother has already proved it and he broke it a while ago." he begins to float around us. "it seems that he mated with his lover and broke the curse, I admit I was shocked when I found out. I had always expected you to be the first one to break it." he stops moving and sits down in an invisible chair in the air. "I thought he was going to be the one to become the king, but as I thought you never truly ever fail to amaze me."

"what do you mean become king?" I ask nervously.

Death turns to look at me and I can finally see his eyes now. they are a mixture of black with a red glint of light. "Skye and her brother are the children of the lost prince."

"what?" Skye asks in disbelief. "but-"

"don't you remember what his diary said? your suppose father received money and two children, he was in charge of making sure that you two would die so that the long bloodline of kings and queens would finally disappear." he begins to laugh loudly sending chills down my spine. "you don't understand, your problems have barely begun." he begins to tap his fingers in the air "can you imagine? twins were born from the runaway prince and they have finally appeared. not only that but the prince himself is still out there looking for his children along with a mate who is on verge of death." he stands up and floats in front of Skye "I agreed to become your puppet because I know that from now on things will get a lot more interesting. Also I've been observing those who want to harm you and I admit that I'm quite interested in their souls. You see, I have an incomplete collection of souls and you are going to help me complete it." he moves closer to her as he practically whispers. "I chose you because you are worst than your grandmother." he pauses for a second before he says "unlike her, you are compatible with me and my darkness."

he turns to look at me "it's about time for me to let you two go back but before that I want to ask of you for a favor."

"what is it?" I ask nervously.

"Begin to think about how you will explain this to your parents. I can't have anything holding her back." he says before he turns into black smoke and disappears inside of Skye's left hand.

"Dean!" I hear Cleo's voice as I open my eyes.

"Skye, she's going to be alright." I say as I look at the ceiling with relief.

less than a second later I begin to feel my right arm burning up as smoke begins to come of it. some sort of blue mark becomes engraved in my skin as I continue to scream from the agonizing pain.

"isn't that?" I hear Noah ask before my vision becomes hazy and I slowly fall into deep slumber.