When Blue woke a few hours later, Eivind was still there with him, a cup in hand with more warm tea to soothe his throat. Blue took it slowly, somewhat surprised that Eivind hadn't left his side during his rest. When Blue felt an uncomfortable pressure in his bladder, Eivind helped him hobble outside so that he could relieve himself, remaining quiet and respectful as Blue struggled, never a snarky word to be uttered from the wolf's lips. True to his word, Eivind never left Blue alone, and he growled at anyone who approached, his body stiffening protectively when other wolves came to sniff around the human who had caused so much trouble. When Blue was hungry, Eivind fed him small pieces of meat that Synnove had caught, waiting patiently for Blue to chew and swallow before offering another. It was extremely strange to Blue, having this wolf he hardly knew attending to him so fiercely. There was nothing really sweet about it, as Eivind seemed to be functioning on some kind of logic that Blue couldn't understand, it was merely mechanical. These were things that Blue needed, and Eivind was willing to provide them without question. The young man started to warm up to him, ever so slightly, at least enough that he didn't mind it so much when Eivind needed to move him for when Alaric needed to check on him here and there.<br/><br/>Eventually, exhaustion came to Eivind as well, and Blue watched with a careful eye as the wolf slumbered in a rocking chair that had been pulled closer to the bed. "Who are you?" Blue whispered, his eyes following the strong lines of Eivind's face, down his chest and resting on the strong, lean abdomen. For a small, tiny moment, Blue wondered if maybe he was wrong about Eivind. He was a wolf, and Blue didn't like that nor did he ever want to pretend that he did, but so far Eivind had done nothing but cater to him as best he could. Maybe it was possible that there was<i>one</i>decent wolf out there, just one that wasn't as self-serving, vicious, and despicable as the others. Then again, Alden would pet him and treat him sweetly too, just to lull Blue into a false sense of security before the next time he raped him. But Alden was a liar, and Eivind didn't seem as complicated as all that. He was simple and blunt, and to the point, even if he didn't exactly make all of those points clear. Blue didn't know what to think or feel as he stared at his companion, so instead, he just remained quiet, allowing himself to wade in his contemplation.<br/><br/>Blue gasped audibly when the door burst open and Alden stood there, injured but with that sickly smile on his face, the one Blue always had to look at right before Alden would shove him down on his hungry cock. Eivind immediately awoke and blocked Alden's way, his voice rumbling as he gave the other wolf a deep, foreboding warning.<br/><br/>It didn't take long for Alden to take control away from Eivind, and when the wolf's words fell from his lips so easily, so casually, Blue felt his entire body sink like cement into the bed.<br/><br/><i>"You guys said you were only going to kill him."</i><br/><br/>"What?" Blue said, his voice cracking on the single syllable as he lifted his head to stare directly at Eivind, his eyes boring into the dark haired wolf.<br/><br/>"You fucking liar," he hissed, his fingers clutching the sheets as his body became to shake with fury. He should have known better. He did know. He said it from the fucking beginning. Wolves weren't meant to be trusted, they were liars and manipulators and didn't care about anyone. Eivind had sat with him, taken care of him, helped him just as Alden had. It was all a fucking ruse. It was all a trick to get Blue to come with him willingly. Hadn't that been what the wolf said? Things would be easier if Blue just did whatever he said and didn't argue? Eivind had only wanted to get Blue comfortable enough so that it would be easier to end his life, hide his body somewhere where Blue would never be found. How could he have fallen for it again? How could he have allowed himself to trust a wolf, even for one. fucking. second.<br/><br/>"You disgusting, fucking liar!" Blue screamed, unsure why he was so livid, why he felt like he had been stabbed in the back with Eivind standing behind him twisting the knife. He didn't even know the bastard, and yet somehow Blue couldn't get over feeling like Eivind had destroyed him. He swung his legs over the side of the bed and winced, leaning over to grab the chair and pull himself up into a precarious standing position.<br/><br/>"At least when Lofgren plans on killing me, he's fucking honest about it!" He clutched at his torso, taking a few steps toward Alden although his screams were directed at Eivind. "You're a fucking coward, you know that? If you want to kill me, do it! What the fuck are you waiting for, you fucker, do it!" Pain gripped at Blue and he couldn't focus on his steps. He cried out as he crashed to the floor, landing at Alden's feet. He sniffled pathetically as he reached out and clutched at his leg, holding on as if he didn't want to ever be separated from Alden again.<br/><br/>"Don't let him take me, Alden," Blue begged, his voice little more than weak, defeated whimper.