Summary: Working at a coffee shop that only opened in the late hours of the night was the most exciting thing about your life, really. You never had that many friends, your love life was nonexistent, and you just couldn’t explain the feeling of not belonging that chased you no matter where you tried to find your place. It was when seven very handsome strangers came into your life that weird things started happening around you and within you. Could they be the ones to fill in what’s been missing? Or would getting involved with them and their world put you in danger?
General Warnings: ABO, omegaverse, alpha BTS, werewolf BTS. Ot7.
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“a pleasant smell that frequently accompanies the first rain after a long period of warm, dry weather.”
Summary: You had been working at Bangtan Corporation for almost two years now, and not once have you ever laid eyes on your bosses. That was, until you met them when out with some of your coworkers. Now, you almost wish you hadn’t. Almost.
Welp here is another one. This will be OT7(focus on Namjoon coz he is my bias, but bonds will be formed with others too) with A/B/O dynamics, Vikings influences, with badass but slightly low-esteem oc, stray kids as her platonic family, battle, blood, revenge, game of thrones-esque plot, death and lots of sex.
It will be multi chaptered.
Please share your thoughts and let me know what you think.
P.S. The title means 'to find' in old norse.
SUMMARY- You never really thought that your destiny would take you so far away from home.
In the blood-stained field in front of the castle that you call your home stands him, Kim Namjoon, the biggest warlord the world had ever witnessed. His army consisted of thousands even millions, those savages, as the south would like to call them, were more powerful and disciplined than any army you had ever seen. Their troops were roguish in looks, yes, but their skill in battle was no joke.
Kim Namjoon’s skill in battle was no joke. He fought bare-chested with an axe and a sword; you had heard that he could cut down men with a single sweep of his sword. He was a true demon in battle, as most raiders were, but his skills put the best warriors in your homeland’s army to shame. His great heathen army slaughtered your king’s army by thousands every day, other than leaving hundreds of men injured.
You would know as the chief healer, stitching wounds, cauterizing them, applying salve to burns, cuts were fine. Holding the hands of dying soldiers as they hallucinated their mothers, lovers, wives and sisters was not, not even for someone like you who was used to blood, battle and death.
But you pushed on, for the king, for the country, for the people, you worked day and night you pushed on.
These days the workload had been increased as the king had no taken to treat the prisoners of war as well. The injured and the dying of the heathen army were brought to the camps to get medical assistance if possible and the injured ones were returned to their camps and the dead were returned to the opposing army with respect.
You were not thankful for the workload but what could you do, the king commands and the rest follow.
You were not thankful for the workload but you applauded your king’s nobility nonetheless. Your brother, Christopher Bang was nothing if not noble and kind and humble. Maybe that was why his army were ready to die and kill for him. Maybe it was because he thought of all as equal, be it the duke or the beggar’s son, Alpha, Omega or Beta everyone was equal in the eyes of your Alpha brother.
Maybe that was why you, an Omega, were working in an army camp filled with betas and alphas at all times of the night and day. Maybe that’s why you as an omega, could kill and maim as well as any alpha.
He was strong, your brother, but too kind, too truthful and too righteous for the world that he was in, younger than you but still on the throne for the gods gave him a cock and the second gender of an alpha and you a cunt and the curse of being an omega.
You weren’t brother and sister by blood, you were the orphan the previous king found on a hunting trip, half feral, in the jungle, at the age of seven. You were brought to the castle, Christopher took one look at your small, slight frame, for he was a giant to you even at the age of five, and decided that you would be his noona. You took his hand and resolved to protect him forever. Nothing much was needed after that.
He deserved better though, you thought. Better than this wretched war and that godforsaken alpha Kim Namjoon who is intent on busting down the doors of your home.
Your name being called out draws you out of your mental reverie.
“Princess, the king calls for you at the front.” Ser Seo Changbin of your brother’s personal guard says.
You finish stitching the heathen soldier’s wound and apply salve and bandage before patting him roughly on the shoulder and getting up.
“What is it?”
“The king calls for you. He did not tell me the reason, your grace.”
You gesture ser Changbin to head the way as you follow him to the wall where your royal brother awaits you. He turns towards you as you come near.
“Leave us.” He commands.
“Is everything alright, my king?”
“Call me Chris, sister, how many do I have to repeat that?” he says.
“When we are alone, my king.”
He sighs, but motions to the battlefield, a far away look in his eyes as he looks down upon the ruin the battle has caused on the once green fields.
“We are not going to be able to defend ourselves for much longer if this goes on, sister, Kim Namjoon gets closer to defeating us every day. We cannot keep going for much longer.” He says. He sounds tired, too tired for someone his age.
“Why don’t you sit on the war council with me sister, we could use your skills?”
“You know why, you might not mind your omega sister, one of common blood at that running around with a sword in her hand, but others do. Alphas do, I would rather die than let anyone of them insult you again after what happened. You know better.” You spoke.
He sighed heavily.
You look at your younger brother, he looks as though the weight of the world sits on his shoulders. It does in some way, you think, this kingdom, as large as it is, it is your world.
His world.
He fights for it today, for its very existence.
Of course, the weight of this responsibility weighs him down. He is fighting, not only for his kingdom, but his world, his home.
“Is it time that we seek a truce with them?” You ask.
“We have no leverage; he knows he can defeat us. He needn’t sue for peace to ask for anything, he can take it, all of it.”
The sun has gone down, you see the enemy camp at a distance, its torches shine bright.
“Then we can only hope to reach stalemate, Chan-ah” You call him by the name your mother called him when she was alive and try to calm him down with your scent.
“I hope so”
He suddenly seizes you by the shoulders and says, “Stay near the battle field tomorrow, sister, I feel that tomorrow might be the day- “he stops, his hands trembling slightly.
“I need you by my side noona, I need you there, the troops need their lioness. I need you, We need you. It could be tomorrow that that godforsaken man would break down the doors of the castle. I don’t care about what happened five years ago on that wretched battlefield. I care about now, about today.”
You looked in the distance. Towards the enemy camp and remembered the amount of injured and dead on your hands, the heavy losses and the weeping mothers, fathers, daughters, sons and wives. You had to be there, if not for your sake then for the sake of your country.
“I will be there Chan-ah. Noona will watch over you. Ask my personal 300 to report.”
He takes you in his arms after that, keeping you in his embrace and you let your forehead rest on his broad chest. He holds you tight enough and breaths your scent in, as if you are the only thing keeping him grounded.
Nothing is said after that, as both of you silently carry the fear of tomorrow in your hearts.
…………………………….
The next day clouds gather in the sky as you don your armour.
You hadn’t stepped in the battle field not since the last war, not after what happened five years ago.
Blood.
All that you could see was blood, it stained everything in sight.
Your hand, your face, your armour, the field around you.
There was a strange ringing in your ears, you moved forward regardless, your axe cutting down everyone and everything that stood in front of you.
A voice called.
You knew that voice.
It was coming nearer.
The person was in front of you.
You swung the axe, but people were suddenly holding you back, you could not move.
The voice was closer, louder, shouting.
“Noona”
You gasped as if you had just broken the surface of the water in the lake and looked around.
You saw worried and slightly horrified looks. You saw your brother looking at you, scared and unsure.
In your daze, in your state of berserk, you had tried to kill your brother.
You hadn’t stepped in war since. You were afraid to lose control, afraid that you would kill your own men in that state.
Being a berserker was not easy, the warrior lost themselves in that state, all that mattered was killing, not injury, not pain, not fatigue, just death. You had been stabbed in the arm and calf that day but you had not stopped your killing spree regardless. The title of lioness bestowed upon you that day and your fame as a berserker had spread far and wide.
Stories were told about the omega berserker who had lost herself and battle and killed half a million people in a single day, who had won the war in a single day. No one had dared to attack your homeland after that, until now.
So, for the sake of the king, your brother, and your people you don the armour you had abandoned.
You sighed and headed to your horse, and followed your brother to the battlefield.
Warnings‼️: insecurities, nipple play, unprotected sex ( please don't do this guys), fingering (that's all?).
Synopsis: You and your crush in the same room nothing will happen right?
Note: I am sorry for posting this so late. I was busy for few days because of my exams I hope you understand. Anyways enjoy! (SORRY FOR ANY GRAMMATICAL MISTAKE)
You and your friends are on a trip at jeju Island for a small vacation. Everything was going well but when you reached at hotel to check in the rooms you all booked were total of 5 rooms but now when you all came to check in there were only 3 rooms left because of the management mistake.
You and jungkook were selected to be the partners but the problem in here is that you have an big crush on him and how can someone be alone in a room with their crush without going all crazy.
Once you came in your room you wanted nothing else but to disappear because you and jungkook have sleep on the same bed. "Hey y/n if you want I can sleep on the couch" he said with a smile "no jungkook we both are adults and I think we can both share a bed right?" You ask looking at him "yeah right" he said before unpacking some things for his need and placing them on their place while you were still standing doubting if it was a good idea to come on this trip.
When everything was done for both of you someone knocked on the door and jungkook opened it, lisa standing there while being extremely excited "what happened lisa?" You asked "nothing happened I just came here to inform you both that we are going on the beach" she said excitedly "oh" jungkook said from beside you.
You wanted to go too but you weren't able to. You were standing in front of mirror in the bathroom, watching yourself wearing bikini but of course your mind were playing games with you "I was so confident when I bought this but now i don't look good in it" you were on verge of crying because you didn't thought that you will be disappointed with yourself wearing what you liked few days back.
"Hey y/n you gonna come with me?" Jungkook knocked on the bathroom door and asked "sorry jungkook I have some business to finish, you can go and enjoy on the beach I will be there in few minutes" your voice was weak and pretending that every thing is alright was so difficult for you. "Y/n are you really alright?" Jungkook asked once again "yes I am jungkook please go and have fun" you were on the verge of breaking down but you are holding it till jungkook goes out "ok" all he said before going to beach.
Once you heard the door slamming shut you broke down "I can't go out like this" you said to yourself looking at yourself in the mirror seeing your eyes red and puffy. You decided to wear shorts and oversized tshirt on the bikni you were wearing "now this is okay" you say to yourself.
You were on the beach sitting with your friend James who also doesn't like to swim like you but in different way "hey y/n I am sleeping wake me up if anything happens" "okay" you said. You were jealous of your girl friends because they were slim and can do anything without worrying about their appearance but you were happy for them too because they were enjoying themselves after so long. "Hey y/n join us!" Lisa screamed at you "no lisa I am not feeling good" you said sadly "ohh what happened?" She came out of the water and asked you with worried expressions "no it's just i am tired and feeling weak" "oh you can go and rest if you want to" she said "okay then I am going to rest" you tell her.
JUNGKOOK POV
I was watching y/n from where I was in the water, she looked sad and I wanted to cheer her up but as I was going to talk to her Lisa screamed at her and told her join but she refused I was curious but Lisa was talking with her so i waited for Lisa to come and tell me. After what felt like hours she came back in water and I asked her about y/n "hey Lisa what happened to y/n?" And she replied "she is not feeling well so I told her to go and rest" I can hear worry in her voice "she will be okay I am sure, after few minutes I will go and check on her" "thank you jungkook" she said with a small smile and I smiled back at her.
NOBODY'S POV
You weren't able to sleep at all because of your insecurities coming between you and your sleep so you just laid there watching your roof being a roof. While seeing the roof Somebody knocked on the door which made you sit up "you can come in" you said "hey y/n are you okay? Do you need anything?" It was Jungkook, he said opening the door and coming towards you "no jungkook I don't need anything and I am okay too" you said with a small smile, you were smiling but your heart was beating so fastly that it was on the verge of coming out "really?" "Yeah" "okay".
"Y/n I am going to take shower because I don't wanna go again for swimming" jungkook said while taking out his towel from the cupboard "okay" you replied. You laid down again trying to sleep but again you weren't able to so you just started to use your phone.
You stood up after few minutes to take out something from the cupboard which was next to the bathroom and on the same time jungkook exits the bathroom with only towel covering his half body. Seeing his abs, chest while drops of water on them made you weak "wtf! Jungkook" you said closing you eyes "what happened? ohh!" He said realising, he smirked seeing the effect he has on you "don't you like it" he whispered in your ear. You don't know when he came near but the whisper made you shiver "I-I" you were shuttering because of the closeness, you can feel his body heat and few droplets that dropped from his hair on your shoulder "open your eyes y/n" he said whispering again.
He had a spell on you or something because you opened your eyes when he asked you to. "J-jungkook you are t-too close" you said nervously "and I am not going anywhere"he said intertwining your right hand and kissing your knuckles "b-but this can't happen between you and me what about our friends and what if they don't-" you were rambling when jungkook suddenly kissed you making your eyes go wide with shock, you tried to push him but he backed you till your back was touching the cupboard wall and stopped your hands by locking them with his hands and kissed you hard again.
He broke the kiss for oxygen "I don't care about them y/n who I care about is you and seeing you upset there was killing me i wanted to cheer you up so bad but lisa came in between" he kissed you again after completing the sentence and this time it was more soft, passionate and loving. You were on the verge of tearing up but the kiss made you forget about everything and melted you in it.
"Do you wanna continue this?" He asked kissing your chubby cheeks, you were never sure about something more than this. "Yeah" you said shyly "my dear y/n why are you so cute!" He said nuzzling his face in your neck, you blushed hard and turn your face to stop him from seeing your red face.
"Let's take this to the bed baby" he said lifting you up which made you squeal "jungkook put me down!" You were scared that you will hurt him "no y/n are you thinking that you are heavy? Then you should think about something else because you are not at all heavy" this made your cunt spaming slick because no men had ever manhandled you and seeing jungkook do it was such a sexy scene for you.
Jungkook pushed you on the bed so that you are laying and he was hovering above you "you are so fucking sexy y/n" he groaned and you blushed again."J-jungkook I am still a v-virgin" if you were not red enough then you were now surely "it's ok baby I will go slow with you" he said pecking your lips which turned into urgent and heated kiss. "Can I undress you y/n?" He asked kissing your neck and sucking on your skin so that everyone can see that you are his and his only.
"Sure" you said in bliss, your negative thoughts were killing you but you wanted jungkook and knowing that he wanted you too made you happy. He gently rolled up your tshirt while kissing every inch of skin he was discovering. Every kiss he was placing made you shiver "so fucking beautiful" he said looking at you with those sparkling eyes of his "god you are so beautiful and breath taking" he kissed you again while undoing your bra knot. When it was undone he kissed your boobs gently and started to fold them while kissing and sucking your neck "jungkook" you moaned "yes fuck moan my name" he started to suck your left nipple while playing with the other one "fuck-" after giving the same treatment to the other one too, He goes down kissing your stomach till he reaches on your underwear band "can I?" He said making an eye contact with you and placing His hands on the band of the underwear "yeah" you said shyly, he smiled at your cuteness and removed it .
He gently opens your leg and watch your pussy dripping for him "fuck y/n you are so wet, is this all for me fuck" he groaned "y-yes only for you" you moaned out. He starts to gently circle your clit while observing your face that was filed with delight. Eyes closed, mouth open spilling moan and cry one after another while your hand is trying to grab into something, he is going insane seeing how you react with just a simple touch. "Please m-more" you said breathlessly "sure princess" he inserted his index and middle fingers without warning and started to thrust it inside you "like this? Huh? Wanted this right?" His tone was sinster and so sexy that it made you drip more.
You were a moaning mess and till now jungkook has not done that much "fuc- I-I think I am gonna cum" you were now gasping for oxygen "cum for me baby" he increased his pace while rubbing your clit and you clenched on his fingers while screaming "jungkook!" the orgasam hitting you hard making your vision go white and made you quiver "I am going insane because of you y/n fuck that was so sexy" he was now removing his underwear.
"See what you do to me" he said rubbing his hard cock while groaning "do you want me to help with it?" You sat up "no today is only for you, you can help me with it another time" you blushed hearing his words and he smirked seeing you "baby please lay down for me" you did what he said. He hovered above you again and kissed you passionately before inserting his cock slowly making you both moan. he goes in till he was bottomed out "y/n you are so tight shit-" jungkook groaned "jungkook you are so deep" you cried out "I-I can't" you whimpered "I know baby I know it will go away" he kissed you hard so that you can get used to it.
"Jungkook you can move" and he did "I love you so much baby and you are mine" he moaned out "I love you too jungkook" you were crying now while saying it. "Harder!" You whispered "harder? As you say princess" he started to ram into you making you almost unconscious. Your heart was pounding because of the pleasure but the pleasure and pain was making you crave for more and more.
He was hitting that spot again and again making you go crazy and made you scream his name with every thurst "want more" you whined craving more stimulation to finish you off "fuck you look so sexy" jungkook groaned feeling close himself. He circled you clit with his fingers making you see stars "i am gonna cu-" before you can finish the sentence jungkook choked you applying pressure on the sides of neck "yeah I-i can feel you clenching hard around my cock fuck-" he was himself so deep in pleasure that he was going crazy "cum baby please cum" at this rate he was Begging you to cum he wanted you to cum so bad. Before you can inform him you cummed, It hits you more hard then the previous one making you cry and scream "omg! Jungkook" you were still chanting his name again and again before feeling warm liquid spilling into you and dripping down from your cunt to his cock "god y/n" this time jungkook groaned because of his own orgasam.
"Y/n are you okay?" He asked after catching his breath and seeing you just laying there while breathing heavily "yeah i am" you said with a smile while feeling tired "wait I will be back" he came back with a towel and cleaned you. You wanted to do same so you just took the towel from his hand and cleaned his now softened cock "ohh thank you y/n" he said shyly "it should go both ways" you said with a gentle smile before laying down again and taking jungkook with you.
You both were cuddling when you asked him "we are gonna tell out friends tomorrow about our relationship?" "Yeah baby because they should know because I don't want any man to hit on you and you are not a secret to keep" he winked at you while you slapped his chest with a little laugh that made jungkook laugh too. "We should rest now" jungkook said with a yawn "yes baby" you said before cuddling more with him and going to sleep with jungkook.
Summary: As the Offering Ceremony commences, your alpha intends to let everyone else know that you are his. Others, he quickly finds, may have other plans for you- but not if he has anything to say about it.
Warnings: mentions of breeding, dom!jungkook, alpha!jungkook, alpha!Taehyung (he’s a bit of a cocky one this one), alpha!Jimin (best friends take after each other ig) sub!reader, omega!reader, cursing, praising, possessive!jungkook, LOTS OF TEASING, dirty talk, mentions of marking, manhandling
A/N: Hello, all! This chapter has been in the works for quite some time. I wasn’t the most confident in posting it where it previously had been, so this went through about four or five scraps and then three rounds of editing. There was a lot I wanted to fit into this chapter and while I could have made it longer, that would have delayed the posting process about another week. I know you all really wanted the next chapter, so I decided to just stop it where it felt like a good place to leave off for the next one. I hope you all like this. As always, please let me know what you thought! It gives me such a serotonin boost to see your feedback on the work I spend so long making for you guys.
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The weight of many eyes pull at you as your alpha makes his way through the moonlit clearing with you still nestled within his strong arms.
It is all you can do to whine at the attention that settles heavily over you as you bury your face into the crook of his neck and mindlessly rub at the soft skin there, your alpha’s earthy scent swirling into your nostrils as you do and, in response, he tightens his hold on you and lowers his head down to nuzzle at you as he utters, “You should start to get used to this, my love. After all,” he presses his forehead to yours, his fingers gently tapping at your sides as he says, “when you become mine, all eyes will be on you. My rank as Pack Alpha will make you Pack Omega, sweetling. Do you know what that means?”
You nudge insistently at the smooth flesh of his throat, not wanting there to be even the littlest of space between you as he carries you with one arm under your knees and the other around your back whilst you quietly whisper, “I…I believe I do, but perhaps you could remind me?”
Truthfully, you knew. Years of lessons in the omegean ways had seasoned your knowledge in the subject, but you just wanted to hear his beautiful dulcet voice murmur into your ear.
Maybe it is the way that you whimper when he hums, but your alpha catches onto what you want very quickly as he leans close, his warm breath hitting the shell of your ear as he teases, “My, what have they been teaching you, little one? One would think with all the stories I have heard of how studious a little learner you are that you would know these things, wouldn’t you?”
Your cheeks flame at that and he chuckles, the melodious sound melting your embarrassment instantly as you drawl out, “ Alpha.”
Your alpha simply croons at that as he noses at your chin in effort to get you to lift it as he says, “Sorry, my love. I just can’t resist playing with you. You’re just so cute.” More blood rushes to your cheeks and somewhere in your chest, your heart stammers when he flashes a wolfish grin before he drags his nose along the bridge of yours and you cuddle even further into him as he hums in satisfaction to get out, “Ah, and to answer your question, my sweet,” he hovers his lips close to yours, “When you and I are mated, my love, you will rise in rank to take an equal place by my side. As I am the head alpha in charge of every single other alpha in this compound,” his voice dips when his eyes flicker to your lips as you interlock your fingers around his neck to pull him closer, “ you will come to be in command of each and every omega in our pack just as I am with the alphas in this pack that each answer to me. There will be no wolf that will not answer you,” he lifts you impossibly nearer to him, “and you will answer to no one but me, my love.”
Something flutters within you as his words settle over you as you nervously blurt, “I do not think I would be good at-“
“Nonsense, my love,” he shushes you with a firm squeeze to your side, golden irises sinking into yours, “You will make a fine leader to your omegas. I believe that. You have kind eyes,” he raises his chin, his lips finding their place along your brow in a light kiss before he moves to repeat the action on your other as he tells you, “ You have a gentle soul, too. Both will make you a caring and doting leader and someday,” his golden irises flit down to your stomach and you watch with flaming, burning cheeks as he glances back up at you, “those qualities will make you the best mother to the pups I’m going to give you when I mate and mount you as many times as it takes until that belly of yours is round with my children.”
With that, he sets you down, a loud whimper of protest coming from you as you lock your arms around him to keep him close with your head ducked down into his neck so that you can’t see his face, his hands quick to grasp each side of your waist to steady you on your unstable feet after what he’d done to you only minutes prior.
The gesture has your heart beat faster with endearment for him in his care for you as he steps close, one hand rising to the back of your head to bring you close as he says, “Come now, my love. Was that enough to have you getting flustered again so soon after what we just did in the forest?” He sweeps his thumb lovingly along the back of your neck as he whispers, “I promise you won’t have to be without me for long, but my love, you must release me. I cannot offer myself to you until I present my benefactions that are solely and only for you,” he slips one hand under the pelt he’d given you, his index finger running down the bare flesh that the ‘v’ cut of your gown bears to him and you don’t fight the shiver that runs down your spine as he drags his nail down the tender skin as he hums, “Mmm, you’re so soft under all these clothes, pretty. I’ll be thinking about this when I fight for you, because trust me when I say that there will be bloodshed for this perfect body of yours, for that beautiful face of yours,” he inhales, his irises darkening as he husks, “for this sinful smell of yours that wafts of nothing but sex.”
“Jungkook, please. Have mercy on me. We just…I just…” Your breathe heavily, your thighs rubbing together as his deep voice kisses you while his fingernail sinks under your gown to brush under your breast and you care not for the sound that you make as he steps close to conceal himself from the elders that shoot disapproving looks in your direction, his lips rising into a cocky smirk as he watches you struggle to stand on still trembling legs from his ministrations earlier.
“I want you to think about me when I’m standing over there,” he tilts his head toward the empty spot at the very forefront of the line that heads the alphas that stand in front of the paralleling row of omegas. “I want your mind to be empty of all but me while you remember how it felt to have my fangs inside you while I sink them into the sorry souls foolish enough to challenge me for you.” He bends down to the choker that conceals you from him, his mouth parting so his teeth can scrape at the metal and a needy whimper escapes you as your other hand rises to clutch at the cloth of his chest as his fingers constrict around your waist, “I want you to think of all the things I’m going to do to you once I get you alone and away from here after I’m done showing these wolves that you, my love,” he angles his head down, his warm tongue flicking along the edge of your neckband to pass along your flesh and your legs buckle as he chuckles, his hot breath pillowing itself against you he finishes, “you are mine.”
“Please, alpha, don’t,” you breath catches when his nail trails higher to circle along your areola, your nipple hardening under his touch, “d-don’t leave me,” your fingers twine around the hair at the nape of his neck as if doing so will keep him tethered to you longer as you try, “not like this. Please, not again.”
“Fuck, I love it when you beg like that for me, little one,” his lips ghost where his tongue had been as he rumbles low, your blood pumping quicker as his voice draws it faster through your body as he says, “If you didn’t have that damn collar around your neck, I’d have already bitten, bonded and bent you over the stage in front of us to give everyone a nice show.”
Your sex pulsates at the same time as your heart at that, a fresh slew of slick oozing from the folds he’d just cleaned with his mouth and you clench your fingers tight around his shirt, your nails digging into the muscled flesh of his pectoral and he growls at the sensation in warning, his hand slipping from your nape to grasp your chin between two fingers as his eyes scintillate in the crimson moonlight as the scent of your desire evocatively enters his nose as he murmurs, “You like that, don’t you, little one? Does that thought of me taking you in front of others excite you, my love? Well,” he snickers, his digits curling even more around your jaw as he stares down at you, his fingernail scraping over your nipple and you squirm at the action as he utters, “Don’t you worry, pretty. I’ll fuck you here, right on this stage. You just have to be a good girl and wait until I’ve decided when that will be.”
“I-I…Jungkook, the elders are watching us,” you shakily get out as you peer down at his arm that disappears under the pelt he’d gifted you, his finger tracing circles around the sensitive bud of your breast as you breathe, “If they knew what you were doing to me right now…”
Two of the digits he uses to capture your jaw move until they press themselves over your lips as he tuts, “Shhh, little one. What they don’t know shall not harm them. Besides, you’re enjoying this, aren’t you?”
“You,” you gulp, your tongue pushing against his thumb as you do and he nearly groans at that as you confess, “when you touch me like this, how can I not, my alpha?”
“You know, your body is being very honest right now, my love. I suppose I didn’t need to ask when I already knew the answer, hm?” He asks, his fingers closing around your areola to give a light pinch the moment that your own nails start to make crescent moons above his own pectoral whilst his lips shadow your own, your mouth chasing after him as you whimper and he grins amusedly at that.
“So needy for me and you just had me, didn’t you, my sweet? It’s too bad I have to leave you like this,” his hand slides from your waist to the small of your back to pull you into him, your chest pressing into his in an act of possession as he brings his mouth close to yours to utter, “all wet and desperate for me while you bear my mark on your thighs and my spit in that pretty pussy that I just devoured.”
You feel your core clench at his words, his plump lips finally touching down along the edge of your jaw as he tilts your head to the side for him as you plead, “Please, alpha.”
His breath is hot against your skin as he kisses you, his fingertips pawing at the flesh of your breast beneath your gown as he gives your tit a squeeze and if it weren’t for the hand he holds and supports your spine with, your knees would have already left you on the ground in how they tremble from your weight and when he feels you shake beneath him, he chuckles darkly, “Can’t handle too much more, can you, my love? Not after what I did to you a few minutes ago, right?” He stares entirely enticed by the way your brows knit together, your teeth coming down on your tongue to silence the sound that wants to escape and he withdraws his finger from your mouth in favor of trailing it under and around your plushy lip to muse, “That’s alright. With time, I’ll make that virgin body of yours to take me like the little harlot I know that you will become for me. For now,” his hand wraps around your nape to support you as his eyes narrow on the way you lick at your lips as you stare up at him,” I shall leave you with this.”
His head descends, his lips gliding like the warmest of waters along your jawline in a stream of kisses. Your head falls back as he does, his fingers cascading like rivulets back and forth along your breast as you purr in satisfaction and at your wanton sound, his own member hardens, the smell of his essence causing your eyes to roll to the back of your head at the moment that his hot tongue drifts along the edge of your maw as your fingers compress around his shirt, your nails biting into the tender skin of your palms as he does.
“Remember the way my mouth feels when I love on you like this, my sweet,” he says in between the sweep of his lips,” Remember that you belong to me and that this body of yours has already chosen its alpha.”
His mouth finds every inch of flesh that your attire and accessories do not hide from him. He kisses every bit of flesh across your throat, your skin glistening in his wake as he drizzles you in his alpha’s saliva that he publicly marks you with and you, content to be in his arms, let him. He does not stop his ministrations until he’s sure that every pore on your neck is covered in his taint, his plush lips leaving no part of your throat unattended of his attentions. When he’s satisfied with his work, that’s when he departs from the bow of your neck with a cocky smirk lifting at his mouth when he takes in the sight of your reddened cheeks and your heaving, shallow breaths as he caresses the underside of your breast with his fingertips as he intones, “Gods, you’re beautiful. I’m going to have a hard time battling when all I can think about is how sweet you taste and how pretty you look in my arms. I bet,” he extricates his hand from under your gown, his digits trickling down the ‘v’ style of your bodice before going back up to curl around your neck from under his pelt as he blows a puff of warm air under your ear, your skin pebbling at the sensation as he proclaims lowly, “I bet that you’ll look even better bare and writhing for me on the bed that I have shared with no other.”
“Jungkook, my alpha,” your breath hitches when his fingers slide under the cusp of your collar to tease at the clasp along the back of your neck as you bring your other hand to his chest, “take it off…”
“Are you offering yourself to me, little one?” His lips hover along the shell of your ear, his digits playing with the hook holding your necklace in place along your nape as he prods,” Are you going to let me put my mouth on your throat like you let me put it on your cunt?”
The flame of desire has been lit anew within you, his words the stoke to the fire and, abashedly, you rub your legs together at the memory of his head between your legs whilst he’d eaten you out as even more slick deposits itself between your thighs. Your essence, as if an incense that has been struck afire by him, rises like smoke around the both of you and your alpha draws in a deep breath as he whiffs it within himself.
You attempt to speak, but your mind is hazy of all but his touch as you nod silently in answer.
With his fingers wrapped around the back of your necklace, his middle finger delves beneath its metallic rim to stroke at the steadily swelling scent gland that throbs as his finger passes over it, a low rumble emitting itself from the very recesses of your alpha’s being and your eyelids flutter as he drags his finger along the tender, sensitive area whilst his eyes narrow at the junction of your neck that he runs his digit against.
“Gods, of course you’d say yes, my love,” he curves his finger inward, his nail scraping over your skin as if to stand in for his fang, “Well, I shall be glad to strip you of your collar and replace it with one of my own making,” he breathes into your ear, his nail lengthening and enlarging so that a single claw presses into your skin yet never breaks it as he tells you, “then there will be no mistake about who you have chosen to give yourself to.”
Somewhere in front of you, one of the elders that are seated along the sides of the stage clears their throat, but lost as you are in your mate, you do not hear it. It takes the bellowing of a ram’s horn to blow away the fog of desire that you both had been caught in and you whine when you realize that it signals that it is time Jungkook took his place heading the line of alphas in front of you so that the Offering may begin.
With your preheat making your senses operate on hypersensitivity, you get a sniff of your grandmother and her familiar cloven smell grows the nearer she gets along with the cluster of elders that surround her as she moves from behind the row of alphas that ogle you and it is then that you notice the stink of them all, your nose wrinkling as you look up at your alpha pleadingly in the want to stay ensconced in his embrace.
He gazes at you knowingly, a wolfish smile curling at one side of his lips as he lifts his head back to proffer his neck to you before he remarks, “go ahead, little one. I know what you want. Be quick about it, though. We don’t have much longer until the elders try to separate me from you.”
You heed your alpha without hesitation, his digit receding from under the confines of your neckband as his fingers close around your nape to guide you inward as you snuff him deeply and imbibe yourself of the scent that rolls off of him in earthen waves of black vanilla, gardenia and freshly cut pears.
“You need more, don’t you, my love?” He questions when you start to brush your cheek along the thick glandule that secretes his pleasant pheromones while you continue to sniff and insufflate yourself with his redolence.
“More, alpha,” you poke at him with your nose needfully, “I want you to make sure I reek of you.”
“I want you to reek of me, too, my love. I want you to smell so strongly of me that the other alphas won’t even think of touching you,” he tilts his head to the side as you daub your larynx along the Adam’s apple that bobs at the sensation of your soft flesh against it, his voice vibrating against you as he goes on, “I marked you with my saliva because I wished to taint you, my sweet.”
You purr at the knowledge as you curl your fingers over his wrist to encourage him as you whisper, “Scent me, Jungkook.”
He fixes his attention to the way your pupils shine doggedly up at him, a snigger falling from his lips as he brings his wrist up so that the underside of it rubs at the flesh on each side of your throat as he prods, “You really are a needy little thing, aren’t you?”
“Only for you, alpha,” you beam even though your face is tucked between his jaw and shoulder.
“That’s right, pretty,” he replies whilst his succulent tang pulls you in. You let yourself nestle deeper into the angular bend of his neck, your lips parting to close around his palpitating gland that beats with blood enthusiastically for you.
It causes a growl of warning to sound from between his lips as one finger dips under the edge of your choker to pull at it so that its sides sink deliciously into your flesh and poke at your airway whilst his hand finds its place on your side to constrict around your waist to caution, “Now what did I tell you about that, love? Do not think that I won’t discipline you later if you are a bad girl and disobey your alpha.” He tugs at your necklace, the cool metal dragging deeper into your flesh until he releases it to utter, “Obey, my love. I will reward you later for being a good little omega, yeah?”
You hardly have time to say anything else before a familiar aged, croaked voice comes from behind your alpha to speak throatily yet loudly,” Pack Alpha Jungkook, please find your designated place amongst the alphas so that we may start with the ceremony.”
You whimper as two tired looking elders flank your alpha on each side in the midst of your sounds of protest, the grey-haired men reaching for you try to disentangle you both, but before they can get to you, Jungkook’s eyes flash dangerously, his wolf hounding at him to keep you untainted from anyone’s touch but his own as his voice hardens, “Do not lay a finger on her. I will take care of this and be quick with her to meet your demand.”
Desire flares within you at his show of possession and when his irises flick back to you and away from the two unamused looking men that move away from you with a wave of dismissal from your grandmother, his arms are there to root themselves around you as he plants his lips along the top of your head before he steeps down, his tone softening as he regards you, “When they call for the omegas, I shall await only you, my love. I do hope you don’t get too riled up when other wolves try to come to me. I have eyes only for you, my sweet,” he draws you closer when you anxiously bite at your lip,” however it may be, though, I do look forward to the gifts my mate is to present to me. I will have quitea bit to give to you in return.”
You pout, but when he arches a brow in expectation, your eyes widen and, not wanting to disappoint him, you respond, “As you wish, alpha.”
“Very good. Now,” he stands to his full height, his eyes glowing in the bloodred moonlight as he orders, “Release me, my mate. We shall not be apart for long if I have anything to say about it.”
With the directive of your alpha attaching itself to your bones, you unwind yourself from him, your wolf lowering its head in submission as your arms fall back to your sides.
At your instant obedience, your alpha’s wolf preens and, unable to hold himself back from you, he smirks before lowering to your height to murmur, “Such a perfect girl for me. Now stand here like an obedient little omega and try not to fall over after how good of a fuck you just got against the damned tree back there.”
You whine at that, your fingers clutching at your dress in the need for something to grab onto in the sudden lever of lust that your mate had pulled inside you.
It is then that your alpha strides proudly away from you and back to his place among the line of alphas that stand in front of you. Each have impressive yet varying heaps and piles of game from their hunt behind them, but your irises are locked only onto your alpha, the key that turns you to him set deep within his pupils that glint invitingly at you.
Your eyes follow him and his stay fixed on you the entire time that the elders each give their blessing to each wolf as their ancient, adenoidal voices air through the clearing, the entire pack hushing to hear them.
You hardly pay attention to the names that are called as a shriveled old woman with sagging skin ambles along after them to stop in front of each young wolf to chant an ages old hymn, her devotion to the moon peaking amid her song.
“Thou silver deity of secret night,
Guide the footsteps of these youth through the woodland shade;
Thou conscious witness of unknown delight,
The Lover’s guardian, and the Muse’s aid!
Make it so from thou mate thee never strays,
For forevermore, blessed be your bond that shall pervade;
To the lifelong lover you shall find on the glade.”
With your focus tuned in only to your alpha, you vocalize your own sound of want for him only for his pupils to dilate and glow fiercely as he growls loudly in return, the sound wrapping tightly around your chest. Entirely oblivious to your grandmother who had not left your side, you flinch when bony, wobbly fingers exert pressure along the junction between your brows in an affectionate gesture your grandmother often used to do to get your attention when you were a child.
“You stink of him, granddaughter,” your grandmother jestingly remarks as she pushes her fingers lightly into your skin.” You should count yourself lucky that I can be quite persuasive in handling the disapproval the other elders have already rained down upon me for allowing you to go to him earlier, dear girl,” she withdraws her digits only for her nose to crinkle at the stench of your alpha aerating from you as she continues, “I must admit that I did not think my rule-abiding grandchild would break the code, but you know,” she laughs, “I think I can understand why you would for an alpha like yours, my dear.” She casts her vision onto your alpha and understanding fills her at the way he stares avidly at you. When she turns to you, you peer just as ardently at him, the emotion making your own irises shine all the brighter as if to reciprocate what your alpha projects and she smiles as she says, “When I was your age, I couldn’t keep my hands off your grandfather no matter how hard I tried.”
Blood rushes to your cheeks as you blurt, “Grandmother, I-I can explain.”
She holds up a hand and shakes her head as she titters, “There is no need, dearest. Neither of you could possibly stand to be kept apart with how strong the pull between you is. In old times, an alpha would shed the blood of any that stood in the way of his attempts to get to his soulmate without hesitation,” she stands back, your alpha’s watchful, searching irises set on you and warmth floods you at the sight of him and when she glances between the two of you to add, “to his fated she-wolf.”
There’s a low gnarl in the distance when the elder who had been sauntering along the line of omegas steps around the side of your grandmother to hide you from your alpha’s vision. Your grandmother, as lead elder, only has to put a hand on the other woman’s shoulder and an expression of silent acknowledgement crosses both women’s faces as the low sound grows louder and it only stops when the woman who had been chanting to the others among your line of omegas moves away.
Immediately, your sight seeks your alpha and you coo with his name descending from your lips at the way his rigid stature relaxes once your eyes meet.
Your grandmother’s countenance changes to one of warm-heartedness at the domestic display as she hobbles to stand behind you, her venerable voice quieting whilst she hums a chant as old as time to you.
“Blessed be this destined day,
For the sun showed the alpha his way,
And our moon, the wife of the sun, did not lead her omega to the fray,
For she fixed fated mates together that from each other would never stray,
And written in the stars their love shall shine bright,
May you give yourselves to each other now and forevermore that none shall ever overwrite.”
The words are escorted slowly through your ears as she intones to you the other hymn, but that one is lost to you when you watch the same elder approach your alpha, a sound coming from between your lips.
Your grandmother is quick to try to assuage you and tells you that it will only be for a moment so that your alpha can get the same blessings as everyone else. Her words fall onto deaf ears in how tunnel-visioned you have become toward your alpha, however, for frustration flares within you as the old wolf limps on ankles too weak to support her until she’s stood in front of him.
His vision never drifts from yours, the tide of emotion that washes over you never receding for every second that he gazes needily upon you.
You don’t realize the sound you are making still trickles from your lips until the older woman walks away.
Your grandmother gives a half-suppressed laugh from behind you before she speaks, “I need not say anything, for you and your alpha I already know will become everything to each other, but let me say this, my dear. Be good to him and he shall be good to you.” She steps away to nod at your alpha in acceptance, his eyes flickering to her for only a moment as he lowers his head in deference before his eyes are on yours once more and your grandmother professes, “Love him as I can see he already loves you and not even time shall stop you from being with each other for eternity. That is and has always been the way of two soulmates, my dear.”
With that, she totters away until she is once more climbing the steps up the stage, the wood beneath her feet creaking under her weight. With each step she takes, anticipation builds within you like layers of soil in the garden you used to tend in your old den and you pull your alpha’s furs around you closer, his scent rolling off of it and swirling like the finest incense under your nostrils. You purr at the sinful smell that involuntarily makes slick slip from between your soddened legs and when the scent trails wantonly to your alpha, there’s a wolfish smirk and your heart leaps in your chest when he raises a brow as if to say, “Such a needful little girl…wait just a little bit longer for me, my love. I will do so much more to you than you ever could have dreamed of once I get you alone, my sweet. For now, stand there with my bitemarks and bruises on your pretty little legs.”
The words are uttered through your mind as if he is right next to you, but yet, you never see his lips form them. You cock your head at him in question, but his smirk only deepens in answer as he flicks his chin toward the individual nearing the head of the stage.
Once your grandmother, the lead elder, has found her place in the middle of the wooden platform, she extends both arms into the air once more to pronounce, “The time is nigh, young ones! Alphas shall be the first to make their offerings to their chosen omegas and, following tradition, we are to go by lowest rank to highest rank. Once all alphas have presented to their omega, the omegas shall then make their offerings. They shall also go from lowest to highest rank. May you each find your chosen one.” She pauses to peer along the line of wolves before her, the cacophony of howls sounding through the air and your own whine is drowned out among them in the realization that you would have to wait until all the other alphas made their offerings until it would be time for your alpha to make his.
Jungkook is quiet at first, but his irises beseech you and his sharp ears do not miss the hushed whimper you make as you stare back at him and when the sound of your frustration hits him, that’s when his loud roar is pushed from his body, the other wolves quieting as his howl shakes the very air around him.
When he finishes, silence falls across the glade and you reach a hand toward him, his own arm raising to do the same. Your fingers never touch, but the message is clear and his responsiveness to your sensitivities has you purr yet again.
The wolves around you watch it all and there’s a faint smile on your grandmother’s face when she finally announces, “Alphas and Omegas, you may now commence with the Offering!”
The first alpha, a smaller and lankier male, is the first to step forward and away from the row of alphas he had been stood in. He trudges toward an omega in the middle of your row, his neck craning back toward the three caged squirrels he’d trapped in the woods. The words exchanged between them are few, but when he asks her if she will accept him as her mate, she nods. With that, the alpha returns to his place at the foot of the line and the next alpha goes.
You don’t care to watch any of these exchanges since none of these wolves are Jeon Jungkook, so to pass the time, you imagine what your mate might do when it is finally time for you to give your intended gifts to him to officially display your intentions to be his. So many different scenarios and his reactions to them flip through your mind like the pages of a book, but you find that it has giddiness fluttering through your chest at the thought of it.
Your alpha watches you attentively, satisfaction blooming within him when he sees both sides of your lips turn upward, your eyes telling him more than words ever could as you gaze at him with fondness dotting your irises.
He wants you to look at him like that always, his wolf yapping in agreement. About ten alphas have gone by now, but neither of you notice as lost as you are in each other.
Two sets of eyes linger your way and as astute as your alpha usually is, the pheromones you’d left on him earlier leave him little ability to tear himself away from thoughts of you that clothe his senses only in the smell, touch, sight and taste of you.
Your essence, even now, still remains on his tongue and as your scent rolls over him from where you stand, it’s enough to have his eyes rolling to the back of his head.
So wrapped up in the quintessence of you, he doesn’t even see the nine alphas that make their way over to the omegas of their choice. What he does attune himself to, however, is the way your scent sours when a familiar shadow encircles you in its darkness, its owner slinking away from near the head of the row of alphas and snaking around you until he stands before you.
He blocks your visage of your mate and instantly there’s a growl of warning from behind the alpha that has settled himself in front of you.
You fight the urge to whimper in the loss of sight on your mate, but your confidence roots itself within you in the knowledge that he’s near and that he is watching.
“Why hello, little she-wolf. Surprised to see me?”
You lift your chin and while you do, you mask your emotions of discontent and unease to coolly reply, “I should think not, Taehyung. I have never looked upon you and felt much of anything, much less that.”
From behind you, Jungkook’s growl grows louder when Taehyung-who is dressed extravagantly in the finest of red silks -decides to lean forward as he chuckles, his hand reaching into the pocket of his trousers to pull out something that makes your blood run cold as he mockingly asks, “Is that any way to treat a man you left this for? That’s not very nice, Y/N.”
Your mask cracks slightly, the fracture of it shown as you shake your head fiercely to disbelievingly stammer, “N-no. I…I lost that. My alpha took that off of me and I-“
“And you what, she-wolf? You deceived Jeon for me, didn’t you? Just admit you left it on purpose for me to find, sweet thing. You knew I was following you when you and the pack dog over there decided to go for a little outing in the woods, right?” He stalks around you once more like a predator to its prey, your eyes widening in panic as he balls the piece of fabric in his hand so that your mate cannot see it and once he is in front of you once again, the panic morphs into a sickening dread that twists your gut as Taehyung’s voice deepens as he inches close to your ear, “Did you honestly think I would not get him back for what he did to me in the forest, she-wolf? Tell me, sweet thing,” he laughs mirthlessly, his lips twisting devilishly, “How do you think he will feel if I walk away with this fucking neck covering in my hands that he took off and then left behind along with you to then go hunt while I watched you from the shadows?"
You blanche at it all, your lips curling under as the tendrils of anger ensnare you in their hold as you bite out, “Do not speak of my mate that way, Taehyung,” you stand taller and raise your chin even higher in defiance, “I would never betray my mate that way and you know it. You lie and he will not believe your little scheme.”
“I will speak of him however I please, she-wolf. As for the other matter,” he takes a step nearer, your skin crawling in the vicinity of him as he tells you, “You will do what every other woman in this pack does and get on your fucking knees for me, you little bitch.”
Perhaps it is the nearness of your mate that steels you, but you grin amusedly at that only to rip yourself away from his hold to bark out, “Call me that again and I shall send my mate upon you to tear you to shreds, Taehyung. You’ve been nothing but a bastard to he and I and the only reason you still stand,” you lower your voice and narrow your eyes, “is because of me. You would do well to show some respect to the future ruler of the pack and to his lady, for the next time that you cross me, I may not wish to stop my alpha from killing you.”
His features twist at that and before you have time to react, his hand shoots up until his thumb clasps one side of your jaw and his index finger grasps the other, a hiss pulled from your mouth as your mate gnarls raucously from behind him.
“Let us see how long you can keep up this façade, little lady. I know deep down, you desire for me. And in the end, you’ll come crawling to me and beg for me just like the rest of them.” His fingers press hard into your skin enough to hurt as he goes on, “Perhaps I’ll punish you for your lack of subordinance and confine you solely to my chambers day and night to be fucked like the little bitch that you are until that pussy of yours is so used and battered that you can’t take a cock anymore. Maybe then I’ll return you to Jeon,” he spits out.
Taehyung’s words reach Jungkook’s ears and unbridled, unadulterated fury flames within him at the blasphemous words he speaks and Jungkook’s feet are moving him before he even thinks when the younger alpha dares to touch you. A familiar burning sensation tinges the flesh between his knuckles, his claws quick to protract as he closes in on the younger alpha.
Your alpha’s scent flares fiercely behind you and when you see the flash of golden irises behind Taehyung, you hold out a hand and, so attuned to you, he stops in his tracks as you inwardly think, “Let me handle this, my love.”
You don’t know if he hears you or not, but it is enough to cease him in his advance, his chest rising and falling in a labored rhythm in his struggle to contain his anger.
Affection singes the rage within you before you refocus yourself on the cold, calloused fingers that curl uncomfortably into your flesh and you close your eyes to inhale, the strong scent of your alpha aerating his strength into your very pores.
“I believe I told you to watch your mouth, Kim Taehyung.” You say aloud, your fingers encircle Taehyung’s wrist and your own claws rising from the skin between your knuckles as you throw his arm off of you easily with the strength of an alpha and around you, there are collective gasps at the display of an omega overpowering an alpha.
It simply isn’t done.
It is an occurrence that has not happened for thousands of years and the stories that detail such a happenstance always are derived from one thing: soulmates that had the power to transfer physical strength to an omega from their alpha and the transference of mental fortitude to an alpha from their omega.
From your side, your alpha’s irises have wholly been colored and rayed in the moon’s light, his anger quickly washed away from him as he proudly watches you overtake the younger alpha that had been a threat to you for so long.
Your lids rise and you glare daggers at Taehyung, and his mouth opens in incredulity before taking a step away from you.
He blinks and rubs his eyes as if he can’t believe what he’s seeing and the sight has your alpha smirking as Taehyung hesitantly vocalizes. “You,” he treads back as you near him, “You really are exquisite, Y/N. For your eyes to become your alpha and gain his abilities….it’s impressive, little omega.”
You follow him, but he moves back once again, his hands held up with the silken neckband you had allowed your mate to remove from you in the woodland before the hunt. He dons a simper in his expression and fascination soon is left in the wake of his disbelief.
He has to have you now. He has to break you now.
Your eyes, which are now entirely golden just as your mate’s, flicker to the neck adornment he holds up for you with perversity peeking through one pupil while perplexity paces through the other.
It’s enough to have a cold shiver run down your spine and you recoil when his fingers touch yours as you snatch the neckband from him without a second thought and tuck it beneath your furs before you arch a brow, “What happened, boy? Does my alpha’s power frighten you so? Are you still keen on what you said earlier?” you continue to tail him, the other wolves parting like a sea until his back hits the front of the stage and when he says nothing still, you tilt your head to the side to hum, “Hm, looks like my mate was right to say you’re all bark and no bite, Taehyung. You’re just a spoiled brat that isn’t used to not getting what he wants.”
You turn and Jungkook is already there, your eyes softening as you gaze up at him. From behind you, there’s the sound of movement as Taehyung pushes himself off of the stage he’d fallen against and fixes the lapels of his clothing to get out, “Tamed…you need to be tamed.”
Not withdrawing your vision from Jungkook, you shake your head, your claws retracting as you lay both hands on his chest to chuckle, “Tamed, you say? No, I don’t think so. I think the only one who needs to be put in his place, Taehyung,” you furtively glance behind you, your fingers spreading outward along your alpha’s pectorals as if fill your senses even more of him and it is then that Jungkook glances from you to the younger wolf with ferocity flashing in both eyes as you say,” the only one who needs to be tamed is you.”
“I’ll make you mine, she-wolf. Count on that,” Taehyung sneers at you.
You shake your head and guffaw, “Did you get thrown against the tree in the forest too hard by my alpha? Seems to be that you’re in some kind of delusion. No matter,” your fingers curl into your mate’s taut flesh and his hands soon find their place on your hips to steady you as you profess, “My mate bested you once. I have faith he’ll do it again and do so as many times as he needs to until you finally learn your place beneath him.”
“Famous last words, woman. Be careful what you say," he laughs, "you might just regret it later."
"You'll be the one who is full of regret once my mate's claws are mere inches away from you, Kim Taehyung," you taunt, "and this time, he will not be merciful."
Before you or Taehyung can say anything else, the lead elder’s voice ambles over the clearing.
“That is enough, young ones. Alpha Taehyung, do you still wish to make an offering to Omega Y/N?”
You hold your breath in wait of the answer you wish would never come. Jungkook, receptive as ever to you, presses his forehead against yours as he utters, “That was amazing, my love. You were brilliant.”
One of your hands slides up until it rests along his neck and you croon as his ambrosial scent wafts over you, your anger receding as you breathe him in and whisper, “Your presence gave me power, alpha,” your digits lovingly stroke him as you wrap your other arm around his neck, “I wish to be your source of strength, too.”
Jungkook pulls you closer to rub his nose against yours and tenderness radiates from him as he admits, “You already are, my love.”
Your heart leaps in your chest at the admission, but when Taehyung clears his throat and gives his answer in a honeyed voice, it drops to the bowels of your stomach.
“I offer Omega Y/N my servants and my hunt in my declaration to take her as my mate.”
He’s hardly finished before Jungkook’s fingers constrict around you, his head lifting away from yours and there’s a low rumble deep in his chest as his expression hardens and he growls threateningly, “I, Pack Alpha Jeon Jungkook, object.”
Taehyung flicks a brow upward, “Oh, does that make you upset, pack alpha? My apologies,” he brings his hand to chest in a feigned display of apology, “You never did like to share, did you?”
Your alpha bristles at that as he possessively encircles an arm around your waist to bring you closer into him as he barks out, “I see that there is still some respect that I have to teach you, boy. No matter,” his eyes narrow, “Your lesson shall be written in your blood.”
The younger alpha goes to speak, but he never gets the chance when there is a thud from the stage upon the impact of your grandmother striking her cane against the wood to yell out, “Hear me, alphas! Am I to understand that we have two alphas vying for my granddaughter, Omega Y/N?”
Taehyung simply nods, but Jungkook scowls at him with his discontent evident in the way that his tongue pushes against his cheek before he looks into your grandmother’s eyes, his voice loud and clear when he affirms, “Yes, lead elder. As Pack Alpha, I am formally declaring that I, too, have intent to bond with and be the mate of Omega Y/N.”
The words have something stir in your chest, your pulse quickening in his proclamation and you really can’t help it when you nestle close into him, a purr sounding from your throat when his hand moves to rest along the small of your back while you nuzzle at his neck and plant your lips right under the thick gland that pulses in your nearness.
The soft pillow of your lips on his flesh nearly has him groan out load as he swims in the pool of pheromones you secrete in satisfaction as he brings his mouth close to your ear to mutter, “ Did you like that, my love? I can tell, you know,” he nibbles at your earlobe and you clutch onto his garment as he hums, “Mmm, I can smell it, too. You like it when everyone knows that I desire you, don’t you?”
Your wolf lowers its head in submission at the low timbre of his voice and you rub your legs together when he takes your earlobe and drags it between his teeth before pulling away as you stammer, “Y-yes, alpha.”
“Then I shall endeavor to do it more if it makes you react this way, my love,” he husks, his hand delving deeper under the furs he’d given you to then ascend along your back. His finger traces the dip between your shoulder blades and then when he presses lightly into it, your knees threaten to wobble in the instability he’d induced during your coupling. He feels the slight tremble in your legs, a his eyes darkening for a mere second as he asks, "Are you sensitive right there, my love? I'll have to remember that for later."
Your breath catches at that and when when he raises his voice, it is strong and powerful even as his eager irises stay latched to yours as he challenges, “Is there anyone else that dares to contest me, Jeon Jungkook, for Omega Y/N? She is to be mine and mine alone,” His eyes dart to Taehyung with the speed of an arrow to caution, “any wolf that thinks it wise to believe otherwise shall be left with the scar of my teeth and claws.”
Silence falls like rain over the compound and for a moment, all you can hear is the crack of the logs piled within the braziers and bonfire that bear the heat of fire that lights the glade in a golden glow as the crimson moonlight of the Blood Moon falls upon it.
For a moment, there is just you and your alpha as he holds you close, your chests touching as if he can’t fathom even the smallest of space away from you. You lay your head against his muscled chest, your eyes closing as his thumb slides back and forth along your upper back, his other pulling you impossibly tighter against him while you clasp both hands around his neck and breathe in his musky, earthen scent that calms your raging senses.
For a moment, you allow yourself to relax into the arms of your alpha, but when there’s a familiar saccharine giggle too high-pitched to belong to anyone but him, you put your hands over your ears and shake your head as if that will silence it as the owner of such vocality treads closer without pause.
Jungkook frowns at your response and protectively slides his hand along the back of your head to urge you into his chest and, gratefully, you nudge the chiseled flesh along his pectorals and close your eyes as if to the owner of the high pitched sounds that all but have your ears ringing disappear.
Your alpha stands tall, his feet planted to the ground like the sturdiest of trees and you revel in the shade his boughs provide you as you press into him, his hand squeezing your side lightly in reassurance.
There’s an impressed whistle behind you and the sound makes you want to run your nails down a rock as it trails into syllables, “Miss me, she-wolf? Your scent certainly did based on how you smell even more delicious than before. Tell me,” the voice becomes bitter as the tangy odor of its owner that slips under your nostrils while one of Jungkook’s hands curl into fists, “What has Jeon been feeding you, omega? Tell me and I shall give you even more to keep you smelling of such mouthwatering sin.”
“Do not address her in such a vile way lest you incur my wrath,” Jungkook’s jaw clenches, “She does not answer to you and never will.”
“Oh, but she will, pack alpha. She will,” the sugary tone sickens you as it cloyingly continues, “I, Park Jimin, am hereby declaring my intent to mate Omega Y/N.”
Jungkook rolls his eyes and only scoffs in disdain,” As if I’d let you.”
Flowers can have different meanings depending on the flower shape, color, and method in which they are presented. Lilies are my favorite for such a simple flower can have so many distinct meanings.
Trigger Warning: Some of the contents in this story may not be suitable for all audiences. These include dubious consent, gaslighting, victim-blaming/shaming, toxic relationships, and various forms of abuse as well as rationalization of said abuse. This is a work of fiction and doesn’t represent the character of bangtan sonyeondan. Enjoy ~~~
Jungkook is a strong omega, known to be silence, emotionless and very competitive that every pack wants. Jungkook decided to stay with Namjoon’s pack but that doesn’t mean the other packs will stop until his on their side.
Namjoon’s Pack are different from the other packs, since everyone in his pack are alphas and no betas, and that’s what attractive Jungkook to be with them.
“Anything about the other packs?” Namjoon asks his members in a meeting everyone was except Jungkook. “Nothing. It’s too silence.” Yoongi says suspicious. “I see.” Namjoon says. “Also, something’s wrong with Jungkook.” Jimin starts, all eyes on him. “What do you mean?” Jin asks, he’s the alpha medic of the pack. “I don’t know how to explain.” Jimin says. “He’s like, smiling at us, talking more, always touching us.” Taehyung says. “Actually, I noticed that, yesterday his hand didn’t leave my shoulder.” Hoseok says. “Maybe, his just getting more comfortable about us.” Namjoon says. “Jin?” Yoongi asks him. “For now I can’t remember anything bad associated to that, anything to be honest, so I don’t think we need to worried about it.” Jin says. “Time to go to school boys.” Namjoon says to Jimin and Taehyung.
Jimin and Taehyung leave the meeting and go get Jungkook so the three of them could go to school, on their way Jungkook stay in the middle of them talking and putting his arms on their shoulders, so they were closed to each other, too closed.
Hours have passed and school went normal except the weird behaviour of jungkook who seems getting worse, they didn’t mind the touches, they only thought it was weird since Jungkook doesn’t act like that.
“Now this thing is suspicious!” Taehyung says to Jimin while they were outside school waiting for Jungkook. “Right? Jin needs to give him a check up or something.” Jimin says and looks at the school entrance seeing Jungkook walking towards them, only to be stopped about another guy, not a normal guy, an alpha from another pack.
“Do not touch him.” Taehyung says serious to the guy in front of him. “Just leave.” Jimin says and Jungkook clings himself to the two man arms a little scared. “I will, but he won’t stay long if you neglect him like that.” The guy says looking at Jungkook hands and leaves smirking. “What the hell was he talking about?” Taehyung says. “No idea.” Jimin says. The three men went home and talk about what happen to Namjoon who was watching Jungkook cuddle with Hoseok who was playing video games.
For the next two days, Jin has trying to find out what was wrong with Jungkook, but he found nothing, Jungkook just wanted to be near everyone, skin to skin, Jungkook has being clingy to everyone, hugging, kissing cheeks, holding hands, crying watching movies. “What is going on?” Jin thinks to himself while reading his books looking for something about it.
Talking about the omega, this one was sleeping next to the sleepy alpha, Yoongi, who wakes up by feeling extra warm. “Jungkook, what are you doing?” Yoongi asks confused. “Sleeping.” Jungkook answers putting his head on Yoongi chest. “Then go to your bed.” Yoongi says getting up. “No! I want to sleep here.” Jungkook says almost pouting making Yoongi look at the omega even more confused. “Kid what...? Kid! Hey! Why are crying?!” Yoongi asks. “It hurts Alpha!” Jungkook cries, his body trembling. “Shit, you don’t mean? SHIT! JIN!” Yoongi screams. Jin and all the members hear his scream so everyone runs to Yoongi rooms. “What’s? Oh my god.” Jin says looking at Jungkook. “His in heat.” Yoongi says. “So that’s why.” Jin says, now everything making sense. “Let’s put him in his room from now.” Jin says and him and Yoongi put Jungkook in his room and locked it. “What’s happening?” Namjoon asks, everyone cringy hearing Jungkook cries. “Jungkook started being clingy because it was the sign that his heat was coming and I guess that is today.” Jin explains to everyone who finally understand what’s happening. “So, what now?” Hoseok asks serious. “How we are going to help him?” He continues. “Well, he was clingy to all of us so...” Jin says. “So he wants all of us.” Namjoon concludes. “At the same time?” Yoongi asks shocked. “I guess.” Jin says. “Poor kid.” Yoongi says.
The pack decided what to do to help Jungkook and let’s just say, everyone was very happy during that week.
Note: I’m not very familiar with Alpha and Omega AU so I hope you like it! @rainbow-bunny-bts
