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[got7imaginations]

A Lone Wolf Part 16

Summary: Everyone grows anxious while you’re in surgery.

Length: 1661

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A warm darkness washed over you, and the world seemed to be sinking. You could hear everything that was going on: the beeping of the machines, the panic in the surgeons’ voices, your life slipping away. Were the doctors aware that you were conscious of everything going on, or did they think you were completely unaware of the present? Probably the latter or they would’ve kept their voices calmer not to panic you.

“She’s a mess. Because the amount of blood loss and the multiple wounds. There’s no way we can save them both.” That must’ve been the main surgeon, a deep commanding voice that seemed to be declaring you a goner.

You felt almost as if you were floating. It was strangely peaceful inside your mind, despite the chaos going on outside. You thought death would’ve been more painful, but this was okay. Then you would be free.

“Her heart beat is fading. We have to do something right now.”

“We can’t save them both, so there’s no use in trying.”

Wait, but what did they say? They can’t save the both of them. They said that before, but what did they mean by that? Did someone else get hurt? Was it Mark, Jaebum or one of the others? No, they had to be safe. They just had to be, and if they weren’t, you had to protect them.

You couldn’t give up now. It would’ve been easy to let go. It was so peaceful, and if you just let go, you were sure you would drift off into nothingness, but you were supposed to be an alpha, right? That meant that you were responsible for the ones you loved, and as long as the Winchesters were out there, no one was safe. You couldn’t give up now.

The machines in the room started going haywire. “We’re losing her!”

No. Not like this. Everything started getting blurry. No. You had to hold on.

“Charging paddles to 200.”

Mark was miserable. Nurses brought him and the others updates every hour, but he stopped listening a while ago. “She’s stable,” meant things were going well as of five minutes ago, but in another five minutes, you might be crashing again. “They’re doing the best they can,” meant things weren’t looking good, and they weren’t sure if they’d be able to save you. It didn’t take Mark long to figure out that the only news he cared about was whether you lived or died. He didn’t want to know the in between stuff, because that only led to false hope or heart ache.

The others were on their toes the moment that door pushed open, though. Jaebum was eager to know what was going on with you and the baby. Between waiting for news for you and news from the others who went to search the forest, he was on edge. Even Junior didn’t really approach Jaebum.

Mark watched them carefully. Even though he didn’t want to hear what the nurses were saying, he couldn’t help but watch the others’ reactions. Jaebum’s expression seemed the same every time, but Junior’s changed. Youngjae was the real telltale. Mark’s eyes were glued to Youngjae, who would switch between a semi-smile and the verge of tears. The tears tore Mark up, but as long as that was the case, Mark wouldn’t lose all hope yet. If Youngjae did anything more, Mark knew that’s when he would start worrying.

Youngjae came over and sat next to Mark. A sigh pushed past his lips, but Mark didn’t want to look at him. Instead, he gazed at the brightness of the hospital. It seemed strange how white the hospital was. It would have been much more fitting if the walls were painted black, but he supposed that would be too depressing. At least it wouldn’t be blinding.

“Why isn’t Jackson back yet?” Youngjae asked. “He’s been gone for hours. Do you think something happened to him?”

Mark didn’t respond. He didn’t want to think about Jackson right now, even though he was sure that made him a poor alpha. He just wanted to focus on you, but that just hurt his heart. Maybe he deserved the pain, though. All of this was his fault.

“Jackson’s smart though. He wouldn’t get himself into trouble, especially not with two others there.” Youngjae was talking more to himself at this point, trying to be as convincing as possible, because he was worried about Jackson. “I just hope Yugyeom and Bambam have his back out there. Maybe I should’ve gone with them.”

The door opened again, and Mark glanced over out of curiosity. This time there was a doctor with the nurse, which meant one of two things: good news or bad news. Mark jumped to his feet and moved towards the doctor with heavy legs as Youngjae followed behind. Everyone waited in silence for the doctor to speak.

“We did everything we could.” Mark could feel his brain getting fuzzy. Those words were never a good sign. He found himself barely able to concentrate as the doctor said something that was irrelevant to procrastinate with the bad news. “There was just too much damage, and in the end, we couldn’t save the baby. Y/n is stable for now, but she still has a long way through recovery.”

“Can we see her?” Youngjae asked. Mark was glad Youngjae was there, because his tongue felt swollen, and even though he was dying to see you, he couldn’t speak.

“Y/n’s been through a lot, so it’d be best to limit the amount of visitation to immediate family members.”

You didn’t have immediate family members, Mark thought. It had just been you for most of your life, since your family abandoned you at a young age. “I’m the father of the baby,” Mark whispered. He hoped that would be enough to get him into the room to see you. “Was,” he quietly corrected, realizing that he wasn’t a father anymore. His chest tightened at the thought, and he needed to see you. He needed to apologize for everything, even if you told him to get out of there the moment you were conscious.

The doctor nodded. “Of course. Right this way.”

Mark followed the doctor, not even bothering to check everyone’s expressions. He was sure Jaebum was upset that Mark was getting special treatment, but he didn’t care. He just needed to see you.

Stepping into the room, Mark froze. It was strange seeing you hooked up to machines, all bruised and bandaged. He should’ve been there with you to protect you. The doctor left Mark’s side, but Mark just stood at the door, pained. He hated seeing you like this, and even though he was happy you survived, you weren’t out of the woods yet. There were still many things that could go wrong, but Mark prayed that the worst was over. You didn’t deserve any of this.

With lead feet, Mark ambled towards your bed, tears gripping his eyes. He pulled up a chair and slipped his hand into your one good one and squeezed your fingers. “I’m so sorry.” Mark choked on his own words. “I’m sorry for everything. I can understand if you never forgive me, but all of it was a lie. I was just trying to protect you. I still love you, and I want you.” He pushed back a sob and did his best to collect himself before he continued. “It was stupid, and if I had just… Maybe you wouldn’t be here.”

He squeezed your hand tighter and brushed a piece of hair out of your worn face. Looking at how battered you were sparked something inside of Mark, and for the first time since he found you he wasn’t numb. “I’m going to kill them for doing this to you.” He gritted his teeth together, raging. You didn’t deserve any of this.

You shifted in your sleep, making Mark pause. Suddenly the rage flitted away, and tears replaced the moment of emptiness. “Please don’t die.”

You slowly grew conscious of your surroundings, the cool air, the steady beeping on machines, and your broken body aching in bed. Then you opened your eyes slowly. A part of you wanted to keep your eyes shut and just sleep forever, but you needed to wake up. Not everyone was safe yet.

Your vision was blurry, but when it cleared, you saw Mark passed out, laying his head on your bed. A smile touched your lips, but it was painful. Then you wondered what Mark was doing here with you. Was he the one who had found you? This meant he still cared, right? You took a slow breath; it hurt to even breathe. At the moment you were just happy he was here with you, alive.

You squeezed his hand as hard as you could, which admittedly wasn’t very hard. However, it was enough to stir him in his sleep. He sat up with a dazed look on his face, but when he saw your eyes were open, he choked back a sob.

“Hey,” you whispered with a hoarse breath. You really needed some water. “Hey, it’s okay.” You weren’t sure why you were comforting Mark, when you were the one in the hospital bed, but his tears pained you even more.

Mark took a deep breath. “I’m so glad you’re awake.”

You pulled your lips tight. You were happy to see Mark, but then you remembered him telling you to leave. You looked off to the side, feeling confused. You still loved him though, even though he had never heard you say it. You didn’t have the energy to deal with these kinds of emotions right now.

Mark looked down. “I’ll leave, if you want me to, but there’s something you should know.”

Your stomach knotted, and your first thought was ‘who died?’ You waited for Mark to continue, but when he didn’t, you asked, “What happened?”

Part 17

[got7imaginations]

A Lone Wolf Part 15

Summary: After finding you, everyone tries to save you.

Length: 1735

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The screams echoed in his ears, and his blood turned to lava. He was supposed to be there for you, to protect you, to love you, to make sure this kind of thing didn’t happen. Instead, he pushed you away, and it was his fault you had been alone. His body moved like lightning, even though his mind was frozen in the moment. Who had done this to you and why? What had you ever to anyone?

Mark paused when he saw you lying on the floor. There was so much blood, and he didn’t know how you were still conscious. Immediately, he scooped you into his arms, holding you tight against his body.

“Shhh… It’s all right. It’ll be okay. I have you now,” Mark cooed, but it didn’t work. Your screams continued to echo in his ears, reminding him that this pain was all his fault. He shouldn’t have pushed you away in the first place. “You’ll be okay,” Mark muttered over and over, even though he doubted you could actually hear him. It was more to reassure himself than anything else. Your sobs pushed his own tears, and he was terrified and angry all in the same moment. He couldn’t lose you, not like this. Even if you chose Jaebum in the end, at least you’d be alive and happy.

Bambam gasped, catching up to Mark and seeing the sight. “What, what…” He couldn’t even finish his sentence.

The others weren’t far behind. They had all split up to go find you, and Mark was lucky enough to be close to you, but nothing about this situation was lucky. Mark held you closer to his body, trying to stop him himself from shaking. Everyone was talking around him, but he was barely listening.

“How could this happen?” Yugyeom asked, his voice quiet.

“Was she mugged?” Youngjae’s eyes were watering. The sight of you alone scared him.

“Do you see that arrow in her leg?” Jaebum pointed out. His voice sounded the most stable out of everyone. “That’s no regular arrow, and we’ve seen it before.”

“That can’t be.” Junior stared at the arrow, knowing exactly what Jaebum was referring to.

“It doesn’t matter right now,” Jackson interrupted. “Y/n needs help. Now, or else…”

“Jackson’s right,” Jaebum agreed. “Mark and I will make sure she gets to a hospital immediately.” He turned towards Mark to see his reaction, but Mark was only focusing on you. Jaebum turned back towards his pack. “Yugyeom, Bambam, will you check the perimeter to see if it really is them?”

They both nodded, looking at you solemnly. Everyone here wanted to make sure you’d be okay. “All right.”

“Just make sure you don’t engage with them. If I know them, they are more than prepared for us already.” Jaebum looked at you, and his frown deepened. “I’m not even sure how y/n made it away from them alive.” He shook his head, placing a hand on Yugyeom back. “Just be careful, okay?”

Jackson stepped forward. “I’ll go with them.”

Surprisingly, Jaebum nodded, not arguing. They couldn’t afford to argue. “Go.” Jaebum then touched Mark’s arm. “Let’s get her to the hospital immediately. We need to give her the best chance possible.”

Mark looked at Jaebum, barely registering what he had said. It would’ve been easy for him to blame all of this on Jaebum. He was the last person you had seen, and if he really cared about you, he wouldn’t have let you go by yourself. Then again, Mark cared about you more than life, yet he pushed you away. There was no way he could be mad at Jaebum and not himself. He nodded, agreeing to the other alpha’s plan and following along like a vessel full of regret.

“I can carry her, if you need a break,” Jaebum offered as they moved through the forest as quickly as possible. It would’ve been so much faster if they could transform into wolves, but there was no way your body could take being carried like that, so they had to hope they’d be fast enough on foot.

“No.” Mark’s voice was low and stern, and there was no arguing with that. Even though Jaebum wanted to help protect you and care take of you, he knew he’d have to pry you out of Mark’s arms, and that wasn’t worth it.

They continued moving through the forest, and when they were finally on the brink of civilization, Junior spoke up. “What are we going to tell the hospital?”

“What do you mean?” Youngjae asked.

“They’re going to want to know how y/n got in such bad condition,” Junior clarified. “We can’t exactly tell them werewolf hunters probably kidnapped and tortured them.”

“Werewolf hunters?” Youngjae gasped. “Werewolf hunters are here?”

Junior sighed, looking off to the side. “What do you think we were talking about earlier? Don’t you recognize that arrow? We fought the Winchester’s before, in case you forgot.”

Jaebum cut in. “Give Youngjae a break. There’s a lot of stress right now, and it’d be easy to miss something like that.”

Junior looked at Jaebum, mouth agape. It had been a long time since Jaebum had defended someone from Mark’s pack, but he could deny his alpha’s wishes at the same time. Instead, he returned to his original question. “So what are we going to tell them?”

“The truth,” Jaebum said. “Well, sort of. We’ll tell them that she had gone off by herself, and we got worried, so we went looking for her, and this was how we found her. We’ll tell them we don’t know who did this, because we don’t know one hundred percent, and those are facts.”

“And then when we get the chance, we’ll kill them,” Mark added in a mutter, his teeth laced with venom. It was the first sentence he had said to the group since he’d found you, and it made everyone a little uncomfortable. Usually Mark wasn’t so violent.

“We’ll make them pay for what she did to them,” Jaebum agreed.

It wasn’t much longer before they reached the hospital, but your pulse had grown faint.  Maybe now that you could get some medical attention, you’d be all right, but you had lost so much blood and there was so much damage that Mark wasn’t confident about it. He was stiff with fear, and it took all of his strength to let go of you.

The moment Mark walked into the hospital with you in his arms, the world was completely different. The world seemed so bright and white, which was a stark contrast from the dark forest. Voices talked at him but not to him, but that didn’t matter. Jaebum seemed to be taking care of everything, and Mark didn’t mind. He was too numb to mind.

It had taken a moment for the nurses and doctors to successfully lift y/n out of Mark’s arms, and that only happened after some coaxing from the others. Mark then was led to a waiting room while Junior and Jaebum explained the situation. Youngjae was there for Mark, rubbing his back, telling him you’d be all right, but Mark was sure it wouldn’t have made a difference if Youngjae was there or not, even though it was a kind gesture. Mark’s mind and body just felt so numb.

What if he actually lost you? How could he move on in his life, knowing you had been in his life one moment, and the next you were gone? No, there was no way he’d be able to get past it, at least not being the same Mark he was before. If he lost you, he’d be scarred and broken, knowing he could’ve saved you, if he had never pushed you away in the first place.

Mark shook his head, snapping out of those thoughts. He shouldn’t be thinking that way yet. Not when you were still breathing. Jaebum and Junior returned, and Mark’s eyes were glued to them, hoping for a shred of good news.

“They’re working on her right now. We won’t know anything for hours,” Jaebum said, knowing exactly what was going on in Mark’s head.

Mark let his head fall. Hours. There was no way he could stay sane for hours. That meant hours of blaming, hours of fear, hours of feeling numb. Mark wanted to know right now.

Jaebum sat next to Mark, placing a hand on the other alpha’s back. “She’ll make it through this.”

Mark knitted his eyebrows and looked at Jaebum. “How do you know that?” he asked dryly.

“She has to.” The answer was as simple as that. She has to. Mark just hoped it was actually true.

Those next few hours were spent in agony. To Mark’s surprise, though, Jaebum didn’t make a single sly comment. In fact, he was surprisingly supportive, which Mark couldn’t understand. It hadn’t been that long since they were challenging and insulting each other.

When the doctor walked into the room, everyone jumped to their feet. The doctor cleared his throat. He looked uncomfortable, which couldn’t mean good things. “Y/n is still in surgery right now, and she will be for hours. There’s a lot of damage and blood loss. We’ll do our best to save the baby, but I’m not sure it’s possible. You might want to prepare yourselves for the worst.”

Mark’s heart exploded, and he couldn’t breathe. What did the doctor just say?

“Baby?” Youngjae repeated, saying what everyone was thinking.

The doctor’s eyes widened. “Did you not know?”

Mark couldn’t breathe. There had to be a mistake. There was no way.

“I’m not sure she even knew,” Jaebum said, barely above a whisper.

“How far along?” Junior asked, trying to be the clear headed one, but there was no hiding emotions with this one.

The doctor fidgeted uncomfortably, checking the charts. “Umm, about four weeks.” He looked at the four men, unsure if he should ask this next question. “You wouldn’t happen to know who the father might be, so we could contact him, would you?”

All eyes fell on Mark. Four weeks. That was about the time it had been since Mark and you first met. Four weeks. You wouldn’t know after such a short time, would you? Four weeks. Mark had been a father for that long and didn’t even know it, and now he might lose you and the child.

Part 16

[got7imaginations]

A Lone Wolf Part 14

Summary: Is this the end for you? Or will someone be able to save you from the werewolf hunters?

Length: 1474

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You clutched you side, eyes squeezed shut. You tried to keep as silent as possible, because the last thing you wanted was for the others to come find you. As much as you wanted to get out of this situation, you would rather die than put the others at risk for death themselves. You could feel warm liquid seeping out of your side and in between your fingers, and despite all of your effort, little whimpers passed your lips.

You were feeling faint and weak, and your body pulsed with pain. You just wanted it to stop, but the pain seemed to get worse and worse until you couldn’t think. Your mind was numb, but your body was on fire. It would’ve felt a little better to scream out your pain, to release a touch of anguish, even if it didn’t stop the physical sensations, but you had to stay as quiet as possible. For the sake of the others, you had to stay quiet.

Namjoon stroked his finger under your chin. “Come on, princess. You don’t have to fight it. The sooner you give in, the sooner this can all be over with.”

You opened your eyes, trying to rebel in any way possible. “I’m not going… to let you… hurt my friends.”

“You won’t have a choice,” Namjoon growled in your ear before sticking the knife in your leg.

Your chest tightened, and you could barely breathe as you fought against the pain. There was so much pain, and your thoughts seemed to throb with it. You weren’t sure how much longer you could fight against it, but you had to try. You weren’t sure how much longer your body would survive, but you had to fight against it. You weren’t sure if you’d get out of this alive, but all be damned if you were going to give up before you took your last breath.

“Is it even working?” V asked, nervously standing by the side as Namjoon tortured you. “I mean, no one is coming.”

“It will work.” Namjoon was gritting his teeth, and for the first time you saw his nervousness. Was your resistance that much stronger than he had expected? This gave you a bit of resolve to keep you going.

You craned your head to make eye contact with Namjoon. “You’re not going to beat me.”

Namjoon snapped his head towards you, surprised by your low, commanding voice. He twisted the knife in your leg, making you hiss in pain. “What makes you think you can actually beat me.”

Your labored breathing made it difficult to respond, but you couldn’t let him know you were fading. “Because… I’m stronger than I look. As you know, I am a female alpha. Have you ever come across someone like me before?”

Namjoon’s eyes flickered, and you were sure you sensed fear in him. Maybe he didn’t know that much about female alphas after all. “Oh we know about you.”

“But we haven’t dealt with a female alpha before,” V said, visibly shaking. “I mean, the text said they only appeared once in a blue moon. Not literally though, because that’s not a long time.”

Your ears perked at the word “text.” Someone somewhere out there knew more about you than you did, and they wrote about it. If only you could get your hands on that text, you wondered what kind of things you would find out.

“Shut up,” Namjoon snapped, seeing the realization in your eyes. “We don’t want to give her any information.”

“Why not?” you said. The pain started to subside a little, but you weren’t sure if that was a good sign or not. “What are you so afraid of? In fact, why are you so afraid of werewolves in general?”

“I’m not afraid of werewolves.” Namjoon twisted the knife again, but this time he did it to lash out at you. You were definitely hitting a nerve. “I just think they’re dangerous creatures that should be eliminated everywhere.”

You closed your eyes for a moment, starting to feel sleepy. No that wasn’t a good sign. You forced your eyelids open, despite every inch of your body wanting to rest. “You’ve hurt more than I ever had, so in my eyes you’re the dangerous one.”

Namjoon curled his fingers into a fist. “I don’t have to explain my reasoning. I have proof enough.”

“What proof?” you muttered against the pain. The world around you started spinning. How much blood had you lost exactly? You weren’t sure, but it had to be reaching a dangerous point. Namjoon and V had to know this. They wouldn’t accidentally kill you, when they clearly needed you so badly, right?

Namjoon didn’t respond for a moment. His eyes wandered off to the sky, and he seemed to be lost among the stars. “Maybe next time, princess.” His voice was strangely soft, and it made you wonder what his past is exactly. Then the moment was lost and his eyes darkened once again. “Now, if you want to stay in one piece, why don’t you howl for me with the pretty little mouth?”

“Never.” You spat in his face. Suddenly you didn’t care about what his past was, because there was no reason to treat anyone this poorly.

Namjoon growled, and he’d had enough of you. He pulled the knife out slowly, twisting it in the process and making you whimper once again. Then he stabbed the knife back into your leg again, and your whole body shook. Something seemed to snap inside of you, and you weren’t sure what was happening. You slapped Namjoon across the face with a force you had no idea you had, especially not with how weak you felt.

Namjoon fell to the ground, his eyes wide. He clearly hadn’t been expecting that either. “Restrain her!” he yelled, but his voice was high pitched and nonthreatening in the slightest.  V looked at you, unsure if he should follow the orders or not.

With a snarl, your body begun to transform into the beast you were vaguely familiar with. The contortion of your bones and veins was even more painful with the wound inflicted all over your body, but the agony seemed to give you extra vigor. As you stood on all four paws, your heart raced. Your attention quickly turned to V as he held up his crossbow, debating whether he should shoot you or not. You made the decision for him by swiping the device out of his hands and crushing it into little bits.

Then you knocked him to the ground. You stood there, staring at your kidnappers on the ground, terrified of you, and for a moment you just wanted to destroy them completely. It wouldn’t have been that difficult, but at the same time you knew your body was under a lot of stress, and you had no idea what kind of tricks they had up their sleeves. Instead, you turned on your heels and ran through the forest, running for safety.

It took all of your energy to keep moving, but you knew that if you didn’t get away, didn’t get any help, you would surely perish. You ran for as long as you possibly could, but the world started to darken, and you couldn’t focus on anything anymore. Your body collapsed to the ground, and all at once everything gave into what you had been fighting this entire time. As your body morphed back into human form, too weak to stay in wolf form, ululating cries and howls spilled out of your mouth.

Help, you thought, unable to form words. Please, someone help me. You could hear your screams surrounding you, but you no longer felt like you were the one screaming. You felt detached to your body and wondered if this was the end. Would you die all alone in the middle of the forest all alone? At least the others would be safe. Surely they could fend against werewolf hunters better than you could.

You closed your eyes, at peace with the thought of the others being safe. You could still hear all of the shrieking around you, and you just wanted it to stop. You just wanted to sleep. You had no more energy left, and you just wanted to rest, but why wouldn’t that screaming just stop? Your body started to feel cold, so you wondered if your body was giving up, but that was a fleeting thought. You just wanted to feel relaxed and safe again.

You felt your back warm and then you were floating. You wondered if that was how it felt at the end, but then something touched your face, moving your hair out of your eyes.

“Shhh,” a familiar voice said. “It’s all right. It’ll be okay. I have you now.”

Part 15

[got7imaginations]

A Lone Wolf Part 13

Summary: Mark is left knowing he made a mistake, but he wonders if it was for the best.

Length: 1916

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Mark felt sick. How could he not? He had pushed you away, right into the arms of Jaebum, and he knew you had fucked him. He didn’t know who to blame, so he blamed everyone. He blamed Jaebum for putting thoughts of your death in his head and tricking him into pushing you away. He blamed himself for actually falling for Jaebum’s trick and pushing the woman he loved away. He also blamed you. He couldn’t understand how it was so easy for you to just betray him like that, even if you were mated with Jaebum.

He paced back and forth in the living room, silently being destroyed by his own thoughts. Youngjae watched quietly, unsure of what to say or do. Mark tended to be on the more quiet side, but usually it was because he was just doing his own thing or silently observing. This time it was different. Mark was filled with emotions, and Youngjae couldn’t tell if Mark was furious or depressed or scared. Mark didn’t even know which feeling was dominant, because they all came in little flashes, and sometimes they all hit him at once.

Mark suddenly stopped moving, his eyes wide.

The sudden stop in motion alarmed Youngjae. “Mark?” Youngjae said, standing up and watching the alpha closely.

Something didn’t feel right, but Mark couldn’t put his finger on it. Fear overwhelmed him for a moment, but then the emotions calmed. He shook his head, writing it off as just another flash of emotions. It was hard keeping track of his own feelings, because he could sense you and there was still a trace of Jaebum’s emotions left in him. Mark started pacing again, ignoring Youngjae completely. He was only vaguely aware of a second person in the room, his thoughts flying through his skull, going over every detail again and again.

Mark hated the idea of you and Jaebum together, and he feared that’s how it would always be. He didn’t want to lose you like that, even if he was angry, but he didn’t know if he had the right to get you back. He had felt how much you enjoyed your little rendezvous with Jaebum, and it made his heart hurt. If you enjoyed being with Jaebum so much, maybe Mark wasn’t meant to be with you. Maybe Mark was meant to be alone. The others had left him after all, and there had to be a reason for it.

The door handle moved, and Mark froze, his eyes darting towards the door. There was a pang of hope in Mark’s eyes. He desperately wanted it to be you that came through that door, but he knew it wasn’t. He could easily sense who it was at the door, but his emotions overtook his knowledge, which only hurt him more in the end when Jackson walked through the door.

Jackson looked distraught, and his eyes avoided Mark’s at all costs, even though Mark’s gaze was glued to him. Mark had told Jackson not to go find you, but Jackson refused to listen. Jackson knew this whole thing was a mistake, so he wanted to apologize to you for Mark and make you come back, but it had been too late. Before Jackson had even arrived at Jaebum’s hideout, Mark already felt you and Jaebum together.

Jackson didn’t know what to say, so silence ensued. He knew that Mark knew about the two of you, and it pained him almost as much as it pained Mark, but Jackson wasn’t sure who to blame anymore. He had blamed you at first, but after your whole spiel, he wasn’t sure if that was right either. Too often emotions overtook logic, and who was Jackson to say that you should’ve been able to resist the temptation of one of your mates. It wasn’t like he had found his mate.

“Mark,” Jackson finally said, getting the courage to speak. “She hasn’t picked him over you. This isn’t over yet.”

“Maybe it is,” Mark said. “I’m not sure I deserve her anymore.”

Youngjae felt relieved when the silence was broken. Jackson was much better at talking to Mark than he had ever been. “But it’s not your fault. Well, not one hundred percent,” Youngjae tried to add.

“Youngjae is right,” Jackson chimed in. “Jaebum tricked you.”

“I was stupid enough to fall for it though.” Mark’s voice was quiet, which made it difficult to read his mood.

“So you made a mistake. That doesn’t mean you should just give her up.” Jackson wasn’t sure if he should be pushing Mark to fight for you when you weren’t even sure if you wanted Mark, but Jackson didn’t want Mark to give up either and ruin all chances. Jackson just knew it had to be Mark. He had seen the way you two clicked, and he had never seen Mark so happy before. Okay, so maybe this was wishful thinking, especially because he hadn’t actually seen you and Jaebum together, so how would Jackson know if you and Mark were a better couple than you and Jaebum. Perhaps Jackson was just desperate for his friend’s happiness.

“I’m not just giving her up if she chooses Jaebum.”

“It was just a mistake!” Jackson felt weird defending you, but maybe this would convince himself that what you had done with Jaebum was hormones and had nothing to do with how you truly felt.

“Is that how she feels or how you feel?” A touch of anger slipped into Mark’s voice, making Jackson pause.

Jackson didn’t know how to respond. “I… I…” Jackson took a deep breath. “Will you at least talk to y/n and find out for yourself how she feels. Don’t give up until you know for sure.”

Mark opened his mouth, but before he could respond a howl echoed through the room as clear as if it had been howled right there. The three of them froze, hair rising on their arms. They had never heard such a powerful howl filled with desperation and fear. There was no doubt about whom the howl belonged to.

“Y/n,” Mark whispered, knives in his throat. He moved towards Jackson. “Where was she when you last saw her?” His voice dripped with desperation.

“She… she was at Jaebum’s hideout, well, technically outside of it. She was fine, just fine. I wouldn’t have left her if I thought otherwise…” Jackson’s voice trailed off. Could Jaebum be the reason for this? Jackson didn’t think Jaebum was that kind of person, but if y/n had told him that she wanted nothing to do with him, maybe Jaebum snapped.

The same thought was running through Mark’s head, and it didn’t take a genius to know that, especially when Mark bolted out of the place in a heartbeat. He dashed through the streets and as soon as he could, he changed into wolf form, ignoring the pain of his contorting body as he pushed himself to move faster. Youngjae and Jackson followed behind Mark as quickly as possible, but they couldn’t quite match Mark’s speed, because the alpha was fuel by anger and fear.

Mark reached Jaebum’s hideout in a matter of minutes, and he was surprised to find Jaebum and the rest of his pack outside. Mark morphed back into human form, wanting to face Jaebum as man. “What did you do to her?” Mark snapped, putting Jaebum’s pack on alert.

“What did I do to her?” Jaebum said widening his eyes. “What the hell is that supposed to mean?”

“Jackson last saw you with her, and now she’s… she’s…” Mark stopped talking. He didn’t know what was going on with you, but he knew that you were in pain. In the moment of the howl, he could feel all of your pain as his own, and he knew he needed to find you.

“Careful now,” Jaebum growled. “I didn’t do anything to her. Do you really think I would do something like that to y/n?” For the first time ever Mark could sense how scared Jaebum was, and it only made him angrier.

“I don’t know what you’re capable of.” Mark jabbed Jaebum on the chest with his fingers. “All I know is you were the last one to see her.” He knew now that Jaebum wasn’t responsible, but in the moment he needed to blame someone, and Jaebum was an easy target.

“First of all, in case you didn’t notice, you’re completely outnumbered. Second of all, how dare you accuse me of hurting y/n. I love her. I could never…” Jaebum’s voice grew quiet.

Mark’s heart flinched when Jaebum said the “L” word. There was no way Jaebum could love you like he loved you. “You don’t even know her, so how could you love her? You only lust for her and want her because she made me happy.”

At that point Jackson and Youngjae arrived, quickly joining Mark by his side.

Jaebum rolled his eyes. “Get over yourself, will you? I don’t plan my life around making you miserable. Of course knowing that my happiness with y/n makes you miserable is an added bonus, but she’s my mate too, so even if you hadn’t found her first, I would still want her.”

Mark’s chest tightened, but he was too angry to speak. He was also scared, because he didn’t know where you were or what was going on.

Jaebum smirked, knowing he was getting to Mark. “How did it feel, hearing her beg me to fuck her?”

Mark couldn’t take it any more and lunged at Jaebum, ready to kill him, but Jackson and Youngjae were quick to intervene.

“In case you two forgot, there’s a bigger problem going on here,” Jackson forcefully reminded, tightening his grip on Mark. He looked at Jaebum and his pack. “If you guys don’t have y/n, that means we don’t know where she is, which also means we don’t know who has her right now. Y/n’s in trouble, and if we don’t act quick, it may be too late.” Jackson had felt your pain through your howl, and a part of him wished that it was Jaebum who had you, because it would’ve been easier this way. Now they had no idea what they were dealing with.

“Maybe we should try to put our differences aside to help her out,” Bambam said meekly.

Jackson smiled at Bambam, grateful for the support. Mark and Jaebum weren’t as thankful. “We don’t need them to help us find y/n,” Mark muttered, glaring directly into Jaebum’s eyes.

“We are more capable without these guys,” Jaebum chimed.

“It would be easier if we worked together,” Yugyeom added. “We could cover more ground that way, and what if it’s another pack of werewolves who have her. We may not be able to fight them off.”

“Yugyeom has a good point,” Youngjae said.

Junior stepped forward, placing his hand on Jaebum’s shoulder. “They’re right. It’d be best if we worked together.”

The rest of the packs waited quietly as Mark and Jaebum stared each other down. Everyone already knew what was best for you. Now it was a matter of Jaebum and Mark setting aside their pride and agreeing to work together.

“I can save y/n all on my own.” Mark finally said. There was no way he could accept Jaebum’s help.

“Oh, don’t go acting all noble,” Jaebum said sarcastically. “It doesn’t matter anyway, because I don’t think I can stand to be around your stench any longer.”

Part 14

[got7imaginations]

A Lone Wolf Part 11 (M)

Summary: What if things had been different?

Length: 1466

Warning: This section does contain smut

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“Would things be different if you had met me first?” Jaebum asked. “Would Mark be the other guy, instead of me, or would you still love Mark more?”

It happened a lot faster than you expected. By now you’d think that you would’ve gotten the hang of it and kept track of the cycles, but you just got so distracted with work and school and life that mating season always hit you like a bag of bricks. That was the worst part of being a werewolf. You could handle full moons and the various packs you came across, but mating season was the worst.

You thought about pushing through the first few days of pain to get you out of the house, instead of locking yourself in the apartment, but today the pain was just too unbearable. You ended up staying in your place, curled up into a ball all day, and soon that one day molded into multiple days. In that time, you didn’t eat or sleep very much, making everything even more of a blur, and just like every other mating season, it came and went, and soon your life returned to normal.

Time continued on just like it always had, and you felt content with the life you led. You had friends that you hung out with periodically, and you had a well-balanced life, but you couldn’t help but feel like something was missing. It was rare for you to meet other werewolves, but whenever you had, they always turned their noses up at you, refusing you to let you join their pack, no matter how well things had seem to go originally. You could never figure out why this was the case, and even though you told yourself over and over again that you didn’t need other werewolves in your life, you couldn’t help but feel lonely. Your other friends couldn’t understand what it was like to keep a large part of yourself hidden, and you could never tell them the true nature of who you were.

Months had gone by with the emptiness inside of you growing, but then one day, you came across another wolf pack when you had gone to the park for a walk. You didn’t even have to look at them to know that they were werewolves. The scent alone made it obvious, and after taking a big sniff, you counted about four of them total, but there was something different about this pack. One of their scents seemed to overpower the others, and it made you feel lightheaded.

Looking around, you finally tried to see where exactly these other werewolves were, and to your surprise, they were standing right behind you, watching you closely. Your eyes flickered to the one with dark hair, and you knew he was the one. Just looking at him made your body tingle in ways it had never before, and as your eyes locked, you felt like all of the loneliness you had ever felt came down to this moment.

“I’m Jaebum,” he said with a smirk.

“Y/n,” you said breathlessly. Even his voice made you cross your legs.

“My place?” his voice said, hypnotizing you.

You simply nodded, while the others, whose introductions seemed to slip out of mind completely, oohed and awed like little children. That didn’t matter though. In no time at all Jaebum was pushing you down on his bed and crawling on top of you.

Your lips connected like you were fated for each other, and that was the moment you knew you two were mates. His touch was gentle and rough at the same time, and it drove you absolutely crazy. His fingers tangled in your hair, and then he took a fist full and deepened the kiss. His tongue explored your mouth, and then his teeth nipped at your bottom lip, sending a different kind of shiver throughout your entire body.

His hands snaked under your shirt and removed the material. He didn’t waste any time removing your bra either, and after he trailed a few kisses over chest and down your torso, he continued moving even lower. As he sucked on your hips bones, his fingers swiftly unbuttoned your pants and exposed your lower half. The cool air hit your wet core, and in half a second, Jaebum’s flat tongue ran over your slit.

A moan escaped your lips, and you were already writhing under his touch. From lack of contact for so long, your body had grown extra sensitive, and Jaebum seemed to know exactly where to touch you. His teeth grazed your clit, and your body already started to tighten. The moment he inserted two fingers into you, you were completely done for. He quickly pumped you with his fingers, and you became a mewling mess.

“Your sounds make me want to fuck you harder,” he growled, and all you wanted in that moment was for him to follow through with what he was saying. Your body suddenly released, and your first orgasm attacked your nerves, making your legs twitch, but that didn’t stop Jaebum. He gripped your thighs, holding you still, and his tongue ran through your folds, lapping up all of your juices and letting you ride out your orgasm.

Your body stilled, and Jaebum released you from his grasp, but it wasn’t long before he flipped you over and started removing his pants. His length easily slid into your glistening pink, making you moan again. You had never realized your body could be so sensitive, but every touch of Jaebum’s sent you through the roof. You couldn’t even imagine anyone ever making you feel better than this, and Jaebum definitely didn’t disappoint you when it came to fucking you.

He slapped your ass and thrusted into you over and over again. His movements were so rough, but they felt so good. He was giving you everything you had ever needed, including a second explosive orgasm. After that, your body was weak, and you couldn’t move, but to your surprise, Jaebum wrapped you in his arms and held you tight. From the way he fucked you, you wouldn’t never guess that he would have this caring side, but that only made things better.

Your relationship grew after that. Every late-night tumble, morning rumble, and mid-day stumble was just as naughty and dirty as that first day, but often times it was even better than that. In the rare moments you weren’t naked, you were usually sitting in Jaebum’s lap, doing your own thing. It didn’t take long for you to get comfortable with Jaebum and his pack. They were always so nice to you, and you thought they were sweethearts.

Bambam was always making you laugh, Junior treated you like a daughter, and you thought it was hilarious when Yugyeom was getting on Junior’s or Jaebum’s nerves. It didn’t take long for you to feel like and family, and you felt like it would never change, but nothing ever stays the same.

When you first laid eyes on Mark, you felt confused. His scent was just as strong as Jaebum’s but that didn’t make any sense. Jaebum was your mate, so what did that make Mark? You had been crossing the street when his wonderful smell hit your nose, making you look up. The moment your eyes locked, he smiled and your heart melted. You couldn’t understand why you were feeling this way, but that didn’t stop Mark from approaching you.

You stood in the middle of the sidewalk, watching him so closely, you hadn’t even noticed that the light had changed. When Mark suddenly picked up his speed, you didn’t understand it, until he swooped you out of the way of a car that hadn’t been paying attention. He set you down on the sidewalk safely, but he didn’t let go of you. “Hi,” he said, slightly out of breath, but that didn’t lessen his smile.

“Hi,” you whispered back, still trying to wrap your head around everything. Mark smelled just as delicious as Jaebum, but there was something different about the way he touched you. It was gentler. The way he spoke to you made you feel like the only person in the world that mattered. His smile told you that he had been waiting for you even longer than you had been waiting for him. Your body didn’t crave him in the same way it craved Jaebum, but your heart would burst if it pounded any faster.

You couldn’t understand why you wanted Mark so much in this moment, when Jaebum was always there for you, but you couldn’t deny how you felt. You just had no idea how you were going to deal with it.

“Would things be different if you had met me first?”

Part 12