AN: I'm sorry for dragging this story. My mental health is not doing well but I'll try harder.
Everything happened so fast. Getting Gulf who had fallen on the ground and rushing him to the pack doctors then coming back to comfort a distressed Mild and letting him catch some break in his basement.
By the end of the day, Mew was being summoned by his his elder but he rejected and went to the hospital only to be told Gulf has a tumor in his stomach.
It was too much. He was not catching a break. Neither was Gulf too and he wondered when they were going to get a breather.
'Homosexuality causes chaos'
He remembered his father's words and he shook his head to get hold of himself. He had to over come it. No matter what it was, he had to overcome it.
"Should I mark him again?" Mew asked the doctor worried. His eyes looking worn out. "We believe the tumor emerged from the previous mating."
Mew snorted feeling helpless, "So you're saying I caused my mate to have tumor? And I can't heal him from that?"
"I'm sorry leader."
"What if we bring him back to the human world? Will they be able to cure it?" Mew asked with a hint of desperation in his voice.
"Cancer is hard to cure especially here, we don't have enough equipment for humans because we rely on wolf medicine."
Mew sighed deeply exhausted, "So what are you saying?"
"I say we bring him back to his world." The doctor concluded.
Mew saw his future bleak. The elders were already on his throat with the ceremony, telling them that Gulf had to go back to his world because he has cancer, the scenery wasn't looking good. Should he go to the human world with him then? That equaled giving up his title as an Alpha and he couldn't do that. Being an alpha was what he was bred to do. He was raised being taught about alpha duties. So what was he going to do?
He was failing. He was falling. With nothing to hold on to and no one to rely on. His commander was gone and his beta was about to leave depressed. The elders were pressing him on things he had no control over.
Mew found himself sitting next to Gulf's bed waiting. They had just left this place and they were back again. He really was fragile. Who gets cancer from mating? Had Mild and Luke been there they would've laughed their asses off even though it was serious.
He sighed again for the hundredth time that day. He felt his head heating from an inexplicable feeling.
"You're being too loud with those sighs." Gulf whispered with a croaked voice, his eyes still shut.
Mew looked at him and saw he was awake. "Hey sweetheart, how are you feeling?"
"Shhhh, you're being too loud," Gulf complained again. Mew started whispering too,
"I'm sorry I'm so worried about you. You were bleeding and then you fainted."
"I fainted?" Gulf asked surprised.
"Yes. Does anywhere hurt?" Mew asked tenderly.
"No! My tummy feels irky but I'm ok."
Mew held Gulf's hand and decided he had to let him know asap.
"Hey sweetheart, you might have to go back home."
"Let's go right now." Gulf said getting up ready to go back to their house but Mew squeezed his hands with a heavy heart.
"Your home." He said again.
"What are you talking about?" Gulf wasn't confused.
"They say you have a tumor growing in your stomach."
"Wha-at?"
"They can't fix it and mating won't help," Mew was feeling hot so he looked away.
"I'm not leaving you here like this!" Gulf comforted.
"I can't lose you either."
"They'll trample on you if I leave p'" Gulf reminded.
"It'll be ok."
"Your mate can't leave you when you just lost your commander and you're about to lose your beta too. Please don't let me go. I can't leave you alone. I'll be fine. How about Mild? Is he doing ok?" Gulf tried to divert the story.
"He is in the basement but let's worry about you first." Mew trembled as he held Gulf's hands and Gulf noticed it.
"It's hard isn't it?" Gulf consoled with a soft smile. "It's too much isn't it? You have no room to breathe, you feel suffocated. A lot is going on, people are leaving and still you won't catch a break. You want to meet the elders expectations they're just like the society," Gulf rolled his eyes, "and time is running out."
The first tear rolled down Mew's cheek.
Gulf had exposed him. He was having a hard time. It was hard. Being a leader meant he wasn't supposed to show emotions. He was supposed to take it all and be brave. Because he was responsible for the whole pack thus showing weakness and doubts meant he was not strong enough to be a leader. Which meant he was useless to the pack.
"But p'Mew, when you sink in the very bottom of the deepest sea do you know there's only one way out and that's up? Right now you've sunk in the deepest sea, to the very bottom and now we have to swim back up to the shore. I'm here with you to take your hand and be with you every stroke until we get some air. Suffocating I know but let's not give up."
"How can you be like this to me when I've wronged you dearly? All I have done is cause you pain and anguish. You haven't been happy ever since you came here." Mew sighed as more tears rolled down his face.
"I'm being a Luna right now. As a mate yes I have a lot of things to say and I can't forgive you easily too. But right now I'm being a Luna."
"I understand that. I understand that." He repeated.
"It's ok to be weak. At least in front of me." Mew hugged Gulf and silently wept. He crumbled. And that was the last time he was going to feel that way because whilst he was crying, he felt an immense pain in his head. He squeezed Gulf a little too much trying to ride through the pain.
It was when Gulf squeaked that Mew realized he was squeezing the life out of him but still he didn't let go.
Until,
Leader!! Leader!!! Bittè's alpha is here to see you!!!~
Mew let go of Gulf with eyes so wide open he didn't know how else to express his shock.
My link is open!~
Mew linked Gulf. Gulf felt relieved. Then he saw Mew growing impatient.
"Go ahead. I'll see you at home."
"You have to stay here!!" Mew said getting up ready to leave.
"I'll see you at home."
Mew kissed Gulf cheek and left.
He linked Mild but Mild asked for time to be alone.
He linked his father and alerted him they had a visitor at the borders. Suppasit took over and he sprinted towards the southern border. In the 30 minutes he ran, he felt free. His steps were lighter. That's why it took only 30 mins to get there when usually it took twice that time to get there.
He saw Vin and they exchanged greetings, this time Vin gentler than the last time they met.
"I'm here for-
-I know." Mew stopped him from explaining himself. "I can't take you to him right away but I will present you to the council." Mew was about to say something when Vin asked,
"Where is he?"
"In my basement." Mew answered without a second of hesitation and Vin paused.
"Basement???" He thought aloud and unpleased. Why was he in the basement?
Mew read Vin's question and explained with a nervous laugh, "it's the basement in my house so it's ok."
Keeping someone in the basement was not a good thing. Never a good thing. At least in Bittè.
Vin started walking again, still unsure what was going on then he thought of Gulf,
"Where is your mate?" He asked and Mew again answered unfazed, "I left him in the pack hospital."
Vin stopped totally and looked at Mew ticked.
"Just what have you been doing in this pack?"