Wolf Pack [GOT7 AU - Chapter 5]
♫ It's War
Mark looked at you with a smile as you play with your hair. The moonlight shining on you making you glow, making you even more beautiful at his eyes. He sat next to you and you tilted your head to the side, your hair falling perfectly down your back. “You are beautiful, you know that?” He whispered, brushing his thumb against your bottom lip. You smiled and intertwined your fingers with his.
It felt like paradise, even though you couldn’t forget about JB for a second.
“What’s on your mind?” Mark asked. You shrugged. “I wonder where JB and the others are right now.” Mark nodded a bit and looked down at your hands fitting perfectly with his.
“You like him, don’t you?”
“I like all of you. I never thought I could feel something like this but in a week a lot of things changed. But he says I am his mate, I shouldn’t be doing this behind his back.” You whispered, your eyes glistening with tears.
Mark sighed and pulled you closer. You wrapped your arms around his waist, automatically hiding your face against his neck.
“But I like you.” You finally whispered against his skin.
Mark pulled away and cupped your face. “I don’t like you…”
You frowned. “So what was that in the kitchen a few hours ago?”
Mark chuckled and pressed his lips against yours. You closed your eyes right away, as if you were expecting it all along.
“I don’t like you.” He repeated. “I think I love you.”
You looked at him with wide eyes. “What did you say?”
Mark smiled and leaned closer to your face. “I love you.” He said again. “I love you, I love you, I love you.”
Your smile slowly became bigger and bigger and you playfully bite his cheek. “Say it again.”
Mark laughed and rubbed his cheek. “Woow, seems like we have a little wolf here.” He pulled you to his lap and squeezed your hips gently.
“I.LOVE.YOU.” He whispered between kisses.
Suddenly the front door opened and Bambam stopped looking at both of you before waving. You waved back and the young wolf went to the kitchen. You looked at Mark with an eyebrow raised. Then, all of a sudden, Bambam came to the room again with his mouth wide open. “WHAT ARE YOU GUYS DOING? TOGETHER? MARK HYUNG, ________ IS JB’S MATE, OH MY GOD, WHAT HAPPENED?”
The poor creature seemed so lost and confused. Mark grabbed Bambam’s shoulder and pulled him to his room. You sighed and rested your head against the window. Troubles.
Bambam sat on the bed with his arms crossed. “I’m waiting.” He said.
Mark rubbed the back of his neck and sat beside Bambam, his head facing the floor.
“I love her Bambam.” Mark whispered, smiling to himself as he remembers how you and him kissed each other passionately in the kitchen, how his fingers rubbed against your skin, how you caressed his soft hair. Bambam raised an eyebrow and slapped Mark’s nape.
The older boy winced and looked at the young brat with a frown. “What the hell was that?”
“Are you out of your mind? No Mark, really, tell me, are you crazy? Are you drunk? You are signing your death sentence with this, like, literally.”
Mark couldn’t agree more. He was literally signing his death sentence. However, he couldn’t be away from you! Not now that he knows exactly what you are to him.
Bambam started to pace back and forth in the room with his hands on his hips. “What are you doing here anyways? You were supposed to be with the others.” Mark said trying to avoid the topic.
“JB sent me home, let’s just say that Rap Monster and the rest of BTS appeared and guess what, they know about ________.” Mark froze. “He what?”
Bambam nodded and sighed, resting his back against the wall. “It’s just a matter of time until the alpha finds about it too. A war it’s starting and I don’t want to be part of it, I’m not ready.”
Mark gave small steps towards Bambam and shook his head in disbelief.
“What are you trying to say?”
“It’s a freaking war, or us, or ________. You choose. As much as I like her, I prefer to live.”
Mark grabbed Bambam by the collar and pushed you harder against the wall. “We are not going to leave her behind.” Mark growled.
Bambam kicked Mark in the stomach and the older wolf winced in pain. In no time, both of them were in their wolf form, fighting in the room.
You heard loud noises coming from the room and didn’t hesitate to see what it was.
When you opened the door, you screamed, when you saw the two of them almost killing one another.
“Guys stop.” You yelled, tears running down your cheeks.
Of course they didn’t hear you.
“Mark, Bambam, it’s enough.” You yelled. You were desperate. You needed to stop them or else they would die in there. You ran to them and stood between both of them, your hands covering your ears.
When they saw you, they stopped. You slowly looked around and the big white wolf bowed his head. It was Mark. You sighed and rubbed his fur.
“Good boy.” You whispered with a sad smile. Even though Mark was acting calm, Bambam was looking at both of you with anger written all over his red eyes. When you turned your attention to him, Mark tried to warn you about how violent Bambam becomes once he turns into a wolf, but you didn’t heard or saw him, you just moved your hand to touch Bambam’s dark fur and the young and still immature wolf jumped towards you.
Mark immediately returned to his human form and yelled your name, but it was too late. Bambam threw you against a wall and you fell on the floor unconscious.
“____________, NO!” Mark yelled. Bambam looked at you in horror and fell on the ground, already on his human form. “What have you done? I will kill you.” Mark yelled, hugging you closer. “I-I don’t know what happened.” Bambam shuttered. “SHE IS MY MATE, SHE IS MY FREAKING MATE, I’M IN LOVE WITH HER, I CAN’T LOSE HER! NO ________, YOU CAN’T DIE.” Mark yelled, between sobs.
Bambam stood there looking at both of us. You were Mark’s mate? What about JB?
Both of them heard footsteps and when they looked up, all the other GOT7 members were there, along with BTS and also the Alpha Pack.
Bambam froze. JB looked at Mark and became stiff. You were in his arms, your nose bleeding.
“What happened?” Junior asked, kneeling beside you.
“It’s war.” Mark growled, tightening his grip on you.












