3
When Jungkook comes down from his room four days after burying the other mountain wolf, Namjoon is waiting for him in the kitchen with his older brother. The pack leader's son greets him with a dimpled smile, but the air is tense and if the worry in Seokjin's eyes is anything to go by, Jungkook is in trouble.
"M-morning...?" the youngest says, a little unsure, before bowing his head respectively towards the older alpha.
While Namjoon is close with his family and head over heels for Seokjin—which also usually turns him into a clumsy fool—he's still a higher-ranking alpha than Jungkook himself, and most likely the next pack-leader, so the younger is of course required to show him respect. Though, like always, Namjoon just brushes it off and urges him to take a seat by the table.
"How have you been, Jungkook? Do the others still give you trouble?" the pack leader's son asks as soon as Jungkook has sat down. The tone Namjoon is using is almost apologetic.
The younger alpha just shrugs his shoulders. By now he's used to the glares thrown at him and can completely ignore most of them. "Well, it's our pack, so what exactly do you expect from them? We're not used to strangers and there has to always be someone to blame."
"It disgusts me how accurate you are", Namjoon snorts, shaking his head softly at the defeated tone of Jungkook's voice. "Since mother fell sick no one has behaved as well as they should, and I apologize for that. I should be stricter but I'm not really good at that."
"Joonie, that has nothing to do with you. The winter stresses out everyone already, the pack-leader being sick only worsens that. And not to even mention this whole thing with the mountain wolves", Seokjin steps in, his hand coming to rest on Namjoon's shoulder. Jungkook almost rolls his eyes at how quickly the alpha's ears turn bright red.
For someone who's more "alpha-like" than anyone else Jungkook has met—strong, extremely protective and proud of his pack, but calm and calculative—Namjoon is awful at making a move. If the alpha's not going to do something soon, Jungkook believes that it'll be his brother courting him.
"I know, I know", Namjoon sighs, momentarily resting his own hand over Seokjin's. "But Jungkook's not the one to blame here and the pack knows that—and that's what pisses me off."
Something warm spreads in Jungkook's chest at those words, a wave of pure relief washing over him. Knowing that he has Namjoon on his side calms down his agitated nerves—although, in the end, if things go badly south, they all know that Namjoon will have to pick the pack's side. And Jungkook has long realized that that's when he'll have to fight alone to prove his worth.
"But I'm not here to discuss my own weaknesses nor the pack's", Namjoon continues after a short moment of silence. His usually warm brown eyes flash in crimson red, dimples gone and air full of electricity.
"I'm actually here to talk about the mountain wolf—your wolf, Jungkook."
The younger alpha chokes on his spit. He can feel his cheeks heating up dangerously and begs for it to not show, but from the way Seokjin looks at him, it probably does.
Get it together, Jungkook, the alpha reminds himself, before turning his eyes back towards Namjoon. "Please don't say it like that. He's not mine." God forbid that.
The older alpha shrugs his shoulders, oblivious to Jungkook's inner turmoil. "Either way—you haven't visited the infirmary in a couple of days, have you? Ever since you buried the other wolf, right?"
"No, I haven't", Jungkook shakes his head softly, sounding small. No, he hasn't gone to visit the blonde omega or Jiwoo ever since that night.
It's not because he wouldn't want to help anymore—it's because he, in all honesty, thinks he can't do it anymore. Jungkook almost lost control the last time and the omega was barely awake—so what will happen, once he fully awakens? What happens when he'll be able to walk around again? How strong will his scent then get? And how will it affect Jungkook?
The brunette alpha doesn't want to find out, because he knows he'll end up doing something he'll regret. He's terrified of the power the omega has over him. Moreover, he's terrified of himself because Jungkook has never lost complete control before.
If they want the mountain wolf to cooperate with them, it would be the best to not let Jungkook return to him unless nothing else works. Unless he absolutely must, he shouldn't be let inside the infirmary again.
"I see", Namjoon nods and although he hides it pretty well, Jungkook can still hear a little bit of judgement in his tone. "And why is that?"
Alphas naturally have a demanding presence and stronger ones of course make the weaker ones yield, but in Namjoon's case, the demand to submit is even stronger. He's the pack-leader's son, after all, the power to command the pack is rightfully his.
Now, the older alpha doesn't use his alpha-voice very often, but Jungkook can sense his irritation and disappointment, which makes his wolf whine and moan pitifully. Namjoon is a leader to him and both Jungkook and the wolf within him need his acceptance to live in this pack.
"I um—well... he—" the younger alpha stammers out nervously, eyes turned downcast in a show submission. Under the table he's gripping onto his thighs so hard he'll probably draw out blood soon.
"Jungkook", Seokjin snaps weakly. "Calm down. Namjoon's not here to punish you for anything."
The omega sends a pointed look at the pack-leader's son as if to command him to behave. There are only two people who can look at Namjoon like that, the pack-leader herself and Seokjin. The pack-leader for obvious reasons, and Seokjin, because in Namjoon's eyes, he's his equal, his mate.
"I am not here to punish you", Namjoon agrees with Jungkook's brother.
"But I'm here to demand you to finish what you started. Even though I understand that you had the pack's wellbeing in your mind, I really do, the mountain wolf is now your responsibility, Jungkook. If you want the pack's approval again, work for it. Make sure this plan of yours is successful. Because right now, you're walking on thin ice and if things don't end up well, you know what'll happen."
"I know", Jungkook swallows thickly, feeling a heavy weight roll on his heart.
Banishment. That's what'll happen if Jungkook can't work things out. Either he'll leave on his own or the pack will vote to drive him out.
Some may find it cruel and over the top, but there's no space for big mistakes in a pack. One can't simply take a detour from the others. And while sometimes the life of a lone wolf doesn't sound half as bad, Jungkook knows that he can't live without his family, not without his brother or Taehyung—so banishment, for him, isn't a choice.
He'll fight, with teeth and claws, to stay.
The crimson flakes in Namjoon's eyes disappear and familiar gentleness returns, sadness seeping into his strong features. "I don't want to act like a jerk and an overbearing pack-leader", the older alpha says softly. "Especially not to you, not when I promised to your parents—"
"We know", Seokjin cuts in, giving Namjoon a sad smile. "Joonie, we know."
The dimpled alpha smiles back but it never reaches his eyes. The weight on Jungkook's heart only grows and for a moment he feels like throwing up. Now everyone feels guilty and his older brother is going to be gloomy for the rest of the day because Namjoon just had to mention their parents. It's a touchy subject in their family—actually, pretty much in the whole pack.
They, Seokjin and Jungkook's parents, are a prime example of things going wrong in the worst way possible. Unfortunately, Taehyung's father too.
"Just... make sure you know exactly what you're doing, Jungkook", Namjoon sighs before standing up. "Because right now, I'm not sure if you have fully understood the danger of this game."
And oh, Namjoon has never been more right about something.
As consciousness slowly returns to him, so does the cruel reality, and Jimin is left to wonder what he did so wrong to deserve this. What did he, someone who's spent his whole life in the mountains, ever do to the forest wolves to deserve a fate like this?
With his body healed enough for him to now stay awake for longer periods, he has more time to mourn over the loss of his grandmother—too much time. Most of the time he is awake, Jimin spends staring at the ceiling, trying to keep the tears at bay but failing miserably.
So he cries, silently, heartbroken and alone, because the person he loves the most has cruelly been ripped away from him.
No warning, no goodbyes, just blood and pain, and then loneliness that hurts more than any wound ever could.
The healer takes pity on him, Jimin knows it from the way her eyes always glimmer with dark sadness. She leaves him be when he mourns and thank god for that, because Jimin despises looking weak in front of others. And even when she comes to clean his wounds and force food down his throat, she never talks.
And in a way, the silence is soothing.
It may not be what Jimin needs, not what he wants, but he appreciates the space given to him. He appreciates it now because he's sure, that whatever is going to happen next, he'll most likely end up losing this too.
The world has the habit of taking everything good away from him so Jimin drinks in the silence greedily, breathes in the scent of herbs and wood, and cries when he can. And maybe soon—hopefully—there will be no more tears to cry.
The only thing that really wakes him up from his grieving state is whenever the door of the infirmary opens. He's half waiting for someone to come and finally kill him or at least try and beat some information out of him—and then he's waiting for the golden-eyed alpha to return.
For four days now, Jimin has been expecting the alpha to walk back in, to smell that musky cedarwood scent again and feel the familiar anger prickle on his skin, hateful heat coiling in his stomach.
But the alpha doesn't come.
It's something the omega should probably be glad about. But instead, Jimin finds himself bothered by this because he knows, he just knows, that the golden-eyed alpha used to be there daily before something changed. Even in his slumber, Jimin could always sense the alpha somewhere close by, so now when that somewhat familiar presence is gone, he becomes uneasy.
"If you're wondering where Jungkook is, he's quite busy with hunting right now,", the healer suddenly speaks, making Jimin flinch in surprise. He hadn't even realized that she had returned from the kitchen where she disappeared to a while ago. "But I'm sure he'll return soon."
It takes a moment for Jimin to even realize who she's talking about. And when he does, he all but glares at her, both confused and annoyed. What gave her the idea that Jimin was even thinking about the alpha?
"You were looking at the door", she answers, as if she had read his mind. "You've been looking at the door for days, now."
"Maybe I'm just thinking about a way to get out", Jimin says in a hoarse voice.
The healer's eyes widen for a moment. It's the first time Jimin's ever said something other than hateful words and she must be shocked about that—honestly, Jimin is too. He doesn't want to act friendly with any of the forest wolves, even if he holds no particular grudge against this woman. But Jimin also knows that he'll have to speak up at some point and he'd rather talk with someone who actually might listen, than an alpha who's controlled by their primitive instincts.
"That might be true too", she says once she gets over her shock, a small smile on her lips. "But we both know you wouldn't get very far. Not alone, at least."
Jimin doesn't really care about that. He's come to accept already, that things won't end well for him no matter what. But that doesn't mean he won't fight back because he will—whatever the forest wolves have planned, Jimin will fight against them and show that even though he's an omega, even though he's from the mountains, he can fight just as well as any alpha or forest wolf.
He submits to no one except his own pack-leader.
"Can you sit up? I'd like to check the wounds on your back." The healer moves closer to him warily, like always when they're alone. "I'll give you some water then, you must be thirsty."
Automatically at the thought of water, Jimin licks his dry lips, which doesn't go unnoticed by the woman who now comes even closer. "You've been here for weeks already", she says softly when she's right beside the bed. "If I had any intentions of hurting you, I would have done it when you couldn't even properly speak."
Jimin can do nothing but nod at that and accept her help. Healers are usually the most neutral ones in a pack and the most trustworthy, so he almost doesn't feel like he's betraying someone when he allows her to touch him.
The healer's hands are gentle and experienced, removing old bandages quickly and replacing them with new ones just as fast. Jimin grimaces when something cold is smeared on the fading bruises—but the discomfort turns quickly into something warm and his muscles relax, making breathing easier as well.
"I'm Jiwoo, by the way", the healer chuckles gently after she's done, amused by Jimin's attempts at controlling his reactions.
The blonde omega gives her a long look, thankful for the help but not feeling like trusting her enough to tell his name. They aren't friends, after all, and she has no use for his name. Despite, in his pack revealing one's name means acknowledgement and call Jimin petty, but he's not about to acknowledge any forest wolf.
In his eyes, they're right now nothing but traitors that can't hold onto simple rules—rules that all packs have agreed on.
"You don't have to tell me your name", Jiwoo continues with a smile. "I can tell that you're not ready for that. But I do hope that you'll find someone to talk to soon."
"I don't need anyone to talk to", Jimin huffs, but the older woman just shakes her head, smile never wavering.
"That's what everyone always says but loneliness drives people mad. And unfortunately, I don't think you're going to get back home anytime soon, so you might want to find someone to rely on. We're all wolves here, little one, we weren't born to be alone."
The blonde bares his teeth, a low growl reverberating from his chest. "We might all be wolves, but we're from different packs. And there's a reason for that."
Jiwoo's smile turns sad and the look in her eyes distant. "A reason, yes, but it's a petty one. But what do the wolves today really know about it?"
It seems like she's talking to herself now, so Jimin ignores her, instead favoring to wrap the warm wool blanket tighter around himself. He wants to go back to sleep and hopefully wake up to only see that this has been nothing but a shitty dream. Or rather, he just wishes to never wake up again.
But just as he's done building himself a warm enough nest on the bed, the door of the infirmary is slammed open and three people rush in. One omega with a cloud of silvery fluff on his head and two alphas—both who Jimin unfortunately, recognizes.
The warning signal in Jimin's mind goes off right away.
Alpha, alpha, alpha, alpha, alpha!
One is that black-haired alpha Jimin remembers from the forest, his piercing grey eyes meeting his heterochromic ones for a second. And even in that short moment, the alpha manages to show a clear sign of disgust—and it doesn't take anything more for the blonde omega to know that this one definitely hates him.
And the other alpha... it's him, the one with golden eyes and musky cedarwood scent. Jungkook. But there's something wrong, Jimin realizes right away, because he's... he's bleeding.
He's fucking bleeding, blood gushing out of an open wound on his shoulder, and the sight of that makes Jimin almost cry out aloud—in pain, agony, desperation, the omega doesn't know, he just suddenly feels like screaming as hard as he can, the wolf inside of him howling and trying to claw its way out—as if calling for someone.
And Jimin knows, when his gaze meets a pair of glowing golden eyes, when that cedarwood scent fills all his senses, suffocating him—he knows right then and there, for his utter horror, that he would bow his head to him.
For this alpha, Jimin knows, he would submit.
And the realization of that is what finally rips the scream out of his throat.
It's the scent of honeysuckles and herbs that pulls Jungkook out of his slumber and from that alone, he can already tell where he is.
The young alpha opens his eyes slowly, groaning softly at the numb feeling on his shoulder. It seems like Jiwoo patched him up pretty well, the bandage around his arm giving enough support for him to not feel incredibly uncomfortable and he's pretty sure he's a little high on some human medicine that keep most of the pain away.
"You're awake", Jiwoo's familiar voice snaps him out of his thoughts. The healer is just coming out of the infirmary kitchen with a tray of food in her hands. "Perfect timing, too."
She lowers the tray on the small stool next to the bed Jungkook's lying on. "Before I'll let you eat, I'd like to check on your wound again. Your healing abilities have always been good, even for an alpha, and you got lucky today—it's not a very deep cut, although there was a lot of blood. It'll still leave a scar, most likely."
"That's... fine", Jungkook mutters, quickly looking around the room. Taehyung and Yoongi who he remembers being there before he lost consciousness have, judging by their weak scents, long left and it seems like sun has set as well. "How many hours was I out?"
"A few", Jiwoo hums, her cold fingers running over Jungkook's burning skin. "Your brother brought you some clean clothes in case you'd have to stay the night, but I don't think it's necessary. Do you think you feel good enough to go after eating?"
Jungkook gives the healer an amused look. "It almost feels like you'd be trying to get rid of me."
"Ah... well, maybe I am", the older woman laughs, gently patting Jungkook's good shoulder. "The mountain wolf doesn't really appreciate an alpha's presence and you seem to have an especially strong effect on him... so for his sake, it might be better if you leave."
Oh yeah, Jungkook realizes, glancing around once more. The blonde omega isn't anywhere in sight—he just didn't realize it before because the scent of honeysuckles is still very evident in the air.
"Yeah, I'll go soon", the brunette alpha nods, eyes stopping at the stairs. He figures Jiwoo had the omega moved upstairs to her private quarters for whatever reasons...
"Wait, what did you mean with me having an especially strong effect on him? Did I do something?" Please tell me I didn't lose control again.
"I'm not exactly sure myself, to be entirely honest", Jiwoo answers, a deep frown taking over her soft features. She glances at the stairs as well, a thoughtful glimmer in her eyes—a glimmer that tells Jungkook that she does know something. Something she obviously isn't all that willing to share with him.
"It just seems like you two are especially sensitive towards one another. The last time you were here, you seemed quite affected by his scent and today, he seemed the same, except maybe even ten times worse. At least, if the screaming is anything to go by—"
"The screaming?" Jungkook chokes out, sending a wide-eyed look at the healer.
Jiwoo gives him a worried look. "You don't remember? That's weird—are you sure you didn't hit your head, Jungkook-ah? You reacted pretty strongly at it, too. For a moment I thought you were going to rip Yoongi's head off because he wasn't letting you go to the mountain wolf."
The brunette alpha feels suddenly light-headed. "I did what?" Did I really almost hurt Yoongi?
"He's fine though, so don't worry about him. He, if anyone, can take care of himself."
"Jiwoo, that's not the point", Jungkook almost growls, growing agitated. "Did I really attack him?" Just because of the mountain wolf?
"No", the healer shakes her head and Jungkook breathes a little easier right away. "Taehyung took the little one away before neither of you really lost control. But about that... Jungkook, to me it seems like your wolf might've created some kind of a bond with his wolf."
"A what now?"
"A bond", Jiwoo repeats for him. "Your wolves have a connection, a primitive one, that the human sides of you don't seem to have any control over. And that can be both a good and a very bad thing, especially in a situation like this."
Jungkook can't believe this. It seems like everyone is keen on loading more shit on him today, from Namjoon to that fucking bastard Jaehwan and now Jiwoo. He's starting to feel like his sole reason for living is to be picked on by others.
"If we look at the good side of things, this bond might help the mountain wolf to heal faster but also make it easier for him to stay here. And, he might be more willing to help us if his wolf is willing too, so you should maybe try and befriend him", Jiwoo explains, and it almost feels like she'd be trying to find excuses to ease Jungkook's growing restlessness.
"But, I have to warn you. If you two let things go too far and the bond becomes something... more, then this might end really badly for the both you."
She doesn't need to explain it any further—this much Jungkook understands on his own. The simplest way to put it would be to say, that if there's anything his pack hates more than mountain wolves, it's love between two wolves from different packs. But Jiwoo doesn't need to worry about that—Jungkook's not about to allow something like that happen between him and the blonde omega.
"But enough of that", Jiwoo says after a tense moment of silence. "Why don't you now explain me what in the heaven's happened?" She nods towards Jungkook's newly gained wound with a scowl on her face.
"Oh... this?" The brunette alpha is a little slow to react, his thoughts still on the blonde omega whose scent lingers around him like a sweet cloud. "Didn't Taehyung and Yoongi already explain what happened?"
Jiwoo shakes her head softly. "No, there was no good moment for that. Yoongi just mentioned that Jaehwan got ahead of himself... which leads me to believe that he's the one who did this."
Jungkook can only sigh, feeling his annoyance come back tenfold. Just thinking about the other alpha makes his blood boil.
"We've had a hard time finding prey lately, as you have probably heard. That has led to everyone becoming even more stressed than before and I guess Jaehwan felt the need to release his frustration on someone—that someone being me, because he feels like I just brought us an extra mouth to feed by bringing the mountain wolf here."
He has never done anything to the other alpha—Jungkook doesn't even really know Jaehwan, he has his own group of friends and he respects the man as an older alpha. The brunette couldn't even fight back when Jaehwan decided to take his anger out on him; if he had, Jungkook's sure all the blame would be on him now.
"Well", Jiwoo mutters, pity in her tone. "You just have to prove them wrong."
But I'm not sure if I'm capable of doing that anymore, Jungkook thinks, but doesn't voice out. It's better to not spread his insecurities around right now, when almost everyone is waiting for a chance to throw more shit at him.
"There's really no other choice, is there?" the young alpha says quietly, and the healer can do nothing but offer him a sad smile.
As Jungkook watches her head back to the kitchen, the tray of food completely forgotten next to him, he can't help but wonder if things would've turned out better had they just killed off the other mountain wolf.
Those thoughts, however, disappear from his mind as soon as the said wolf stumbles down the stairs.
The sweet honeysuckle scent grows stronger and attacks him from all directions, both suffocating but in a strange way, it's also calming. And when Jungkook looks at the small omega, when he really looks at him, he comes to understand that he wouldn't be able to do it.
This person, who smells like honeysuckles and the winter, who holds the universe in his other eye and home in the other, Jungkook could never bring himself to kill.
And that fact makes him afraid, because the possibility of the omega dying in the hands of his pack, is real. Right now the both of them are walking on thin ice, the water under them dark, cold and waiting.
Jungkook tries to swallow down the fears threatening to slip out in the open, his eyes never leaving the heterochromic ones. And the omega doesn't look away from him either.
"He might be more willing to help us if his wolf is willing too, so you should maybe try and befriend him."
The alpha recalls Jiwoo's earlier words in his mind and sucks in a deep breath. Befriend him, he tells himself. Befriend him, and you both have a chance at getting out of this alive and well.
But before he manages to say anything, the omega makes his way to him in short but fast strides, until he's standing right next to Jungkook's bed. Suddenly feeling threatened, the alpha practically jumps up as well, nearly reaching over to push the mountain wolf away from him but the heterochromic eyes have him frozen in place.
"You", the omega grits out after a long moment of silent staring. His tone alone tells Jungkook that this guy isn't up for friendship or anything even remotely close to that.
The omega's usually melodious voice is now dripping with such hatred and venom, that Jungkook's having hard time believing it's him speaking and not someone else. "You are going to take me back to my pack, right now."
The first thought that comes to Jungkook's mind when the omega finishes speaking is 'what'. So, that's exactly what he says.
"What?"
The other growls in frustration, the dark blue of his other eye turning into electric blue as a sign of his rising annoyance. "I said, take me back, you stupid alpha. Do you have a hearing problem?"
What the fuck? Jungkook scowls darkly, his own annoyance rising and that's probably what snaps him out of the hypnosis the omega's scent and glimmering eyes are lulling him in.
"Do you actually think you could get back to the mountains in a condition like that? You can barely walk, let alone transform or run, so stop spewing shit and go back to bed", the brunette alpha answers.
"Wouldn't it fucking be better for you to just let me go?" the omega responses, stepping closer just to defy Jungkook a little more. "How does keeping me here benefit any of you? Maybe I won't survive back to the mountains, but I can try and even if I die on the way, it's none of your fucking business."
Now it's Jungkook's turn to take a step forward, the space between them getting awfully small.
"It is my fucking business when it's my family your pack will come after. So go to bed, stay there and fucking heal, will you? Once you can actually run, I'll let you go—"
"It's not your fucking decision!" the blonde finally snaps, rather roughly pushing Jungkook away. Usually, it wouldn't have hurt at all, but with the new injury on his shoulder, it actually hurts like a bitch, which makes a low, dangerous growl reverberate from his chest.
"You little shit", the brunette curses under his breath before regaining his composure and turning his now glowing golden eyes on the omega. "Are you out of your mind? Why is it so hard for you to understand that it is my decision? Why can't you understand that I'm trying to fucking keep you alive here?"
The blonde omega flinches at his words and somewhere in his mismatching eyes, somewhere deep in those beautiful orbs, Jungkook thinks he can see a sign of fear and submission. Still, as this small man is probably stubbornness personified, he shows none of that submission in his behavior.
"What makes you think that I'm trying to stay alive?" the omega then asks, his words like a slap to the face. "What the fuck makes you think that I want to live anymore? You've taken away the only person I cared about, my reason for living, so you don't have the right to tell me to live!"
Now, how do you convince someone to pick life over death?
How do you make someone want to live again?
"I can't relate to that because I have people I care about", Jungkook answers slowly, trying to tone down his anger a little because it's not exactly helping him right now.
"So I'm not letting you die, because I need you. I need you alive, so I can save my family."
Hesitation flashes past the omega's pale features and for a second there, Jungkook's sure he has won this argument. But then the blonde speaks up again.
"I don't care about your family. I don't care about your pack or any forest wolf to begin with—you can all go and rot in hell."
The hurt and bitterness is obvious on the mountain wolf's tone, but Jungkook chooses to ignore it. Half because the sound of the omega's agony feels like a stab to the heart, and half because it's easier that way.
Because Jungkook is hurting too, and he's getting sick and tired of fighting with everyone. He needs someone on his side and now the person that matters the most, the one whose decision actually weights more than Jungkook's own, is telling him no.
And Jungkook will not have that.
"Do I have to remind you that it's not your decision, omega? I'm the one pulling the strings now, so you do as I fucking say and that's it."
"Or what?" The blonde sends him a sharp glare. "You'll kill me?"
The brunette alpha thought he'd say that, and he already has the perfect response for it. So, Jungkook takes a step forward until he can almost feel the other's breath on his skin.
"No", he says, tone quiet but laced with anger and dominance. "I won't let you die. Your punishment is to live."
And in a way, Jungkook knows that for the blonde omega, that's much crueler than any torture or death.
The mountain wolf's heterochromic eyes widen in shock and the alpha knows then, that he's won this round. Jiwoo's advice to befriend the other has completely been forgotten.
"No..." It's barely above a whisper, the omega's small fingers coming to clutch on the thin fabric of Jungkook's shirt. "No, don't you fucking—"
The alpha slaps the other's hand away. "I'm not going to play nice anymore", he says, a small amount of pity melding into his tone. "I brought you here to save your life. I buried your friend for you—into my own family grave, next to my parents. And every day, I stick my neck out for you, go against my own pack to save your fucking life, but seeing how you repay me, I'm not going to play nice anymore."
He grabs the omega's chin, still gentle but firm, and forces the heterochromic eyes on him. Jungkook sees tears in them, anger and sorrow, and his wolf isn't happy about that, it really isn't—but the need for him to protect his pack from any future harm is much stronger in him than his infatuation with the omega.
"The game is over, princess, it's time to wake up to the reality. There's no going back anymore."
Jungkook lets go then, turning away to pick up his stuff and leave. He's mildly surprised that Jiwoo hasn't come out of the kitchen to try and stop them, but he supposes that the healer isn't all the excited about getting involved in whatever goes on between Jungkook and the mountain wolf.
Just as he's about to make his way towards the door, the omega grabs his arm and spins him around, angry tears still glimmering in his eyes.
"I demand you return me to my pack immediately!" the small omega screams at him, stomping the floor in frustration. Any other time, Jungkook might've found it somewhat cute, but now he finds it plain pitiful.
He snorts, unamused. He can't believe this little thing is still trying to go against him when he's literally the only thing between him and a pack full of bloodthirsty wolves.
"Listen here, princess, I already told you that there's no going back. You're ours now—"
The omega takes one swift step forward to stand right in front of Jungkook, defiance burning deep in his eyes. "I'm not yours, alpha. I'll never be yours."
It's a challenge, the wolf within Jungkook howls in rage and before the alpha can even stop himself, he has the smaller man pinned between him and a wall.
"We'll see about that, omega."
The blonde breathes in heavily, his eyes blown wide and body trembling under Jungkook's. And the alpha hates how he can feel himself grow satisfied at the sight of that, his eyes locked on the exposed spot on the omega's neck.
They stay like that for a long moment, Jungkook fighting against all the instincts telling him to just do it, to just bite and claim, claim, claim. The omega himself is obviously going through his own inner turmoil, his eyes watching Jungkook warily, the alpha's musky scent drowning him.
It's only when Jiwoo finally comes out of the kitchen and almost rips Jungkook off the omega, that the alpha comes back to his senses.
"You should leave", Jiwoo says, pushing Jungkook towards the door and the brunette almost growls at her because she's on the fucking way. "Leave when you still have some control—before permanent damage is done, to the both of you."
Her words force Jungkook to glance back at the blonde omega, who has now fallen down on the floor, looking small and vulnerable. It's the sight of him like that which makes Jungkook understand the danger of this situation and suddenly feeling very afraid, the alpha turns away and runs.
He runs through the silent village and into the forest, trying to get as far away as possible. But even when he comes to the very edge of their territory, the sweet scent of honeysuckles is still all he can think about.
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