Jaehyun’s POV
My eyes follow the slow roll of the ceiling fan.
The sll in the room is thick and heavy, charred patchouli, a whole burnt forest.
My heartbeat is too loud, racing with the rush of sothing I have always had control over; the urge to kill.
My vision is permanently stained red, even after my rut, everything is blood red.
My entire being is rebelling against but I? I don’t give a fuck.
I stay face down on the cluttered bed.
I shouldn’t give a fuck anymore, I am trying my best not to, yet every day that passes feels harder than the last.
Yujun. Yujun. Yujun.
My body, my mind, my heart keeps chanting his na, saying it like it’s more precious than my life’s blood.
And it is...he is. He will always be.
The sound of the eting bell travels through the whole place, but I don’t budge.
I’m here to hide.
Staying in Hongdae is hard, that small apartnt carries too many mories that I am unwilling but trying to let go.
mories of Yujun tending to , mory of Yujun opening up to ...mories of Yujun giving in to and the worst part, Yujun not choosing .
I can’t stay there, alone and mocked by everything that saw take the oga into my arms.
I packed my bags and moved back into the Hwangyeon clan ho, the place that has been my shelter since that evening.
Fuck, I hate when my thoughts circles back to that particular mory.
That evening, the mont made itself the nail on the coffin to the rough ga we were playing with our lives.
’Love’
’He loved us’ my alpha says and I ignore him the sa way he has been ignoring .
The damn alpha had gone quiet and had gotten reserved since Yujun walked away from us, leaving to bear the hurt alone. Motherfucker.
It’s not just my alpha that went silent, so many things also went silent since then, or maybe I’m the one who is slowly losing touch of reality and sense.
I let my hand drop from the edge of the bed, letting it dangle above the floor, with my nails lightly scratching the floor.
Small things like these keep in touch with reality, sotis I stare too long, and my brain supplies image of the whole Choi clan lying in pool of their own blood.
I swing my arm again to push away the thoughts, and the alarm sounds again.
I am not ready to move again.
I know what will happen if I do, moving too soon will cause the raw madness I have been forcing down to burst open and swallow everyone up.
It’s better silent, it’s better the way it’s all stopped.
The way everything has co to a stop since that evening at the party.
The evening, I watched the man I love smile for another, and the evening I chose to accept his rejection, I regret it now.
Every movent of it.
If I had grabbed Yujun and ran, all I have to do is sustain a number of wounds that won’t kill .
I can die for Yujun, I would do anything for him...but it’s all gone out of my hands, and I’m here wanting to turn back ti.
A knock on the door diverts my attention.
The door is pushed open and my father enters, he has a deep frown on his face, maybe disgusted at my state.
The pile of clothes on the bed, the stacked-up pillows, the collar...his eyes take them all in before he exhales.
"Get up, we have clan eting" he says.
I don’t move at first.
"Son" he says and I turn to my side to look at him.
"Dad" I respond in the sa tone.
"You have to get up" he says gently, voice gruff but his tone soft.
"I can’t control myself right now" I say to him, and he walks to , he opens his hand for to take.
"I will be there with you" he says and I take his hand to pull myself up, he doesn’t say anything else as he assists in getting new clothes.
My father, the ruler, the lord...the lover.
He understands.
"You know about Yujun and I" I say as a statent, not a question, his action tells just enough.
He gives a pitiful look.
"Love is a funny thing, isn’t it?" he says and gives a scent patch.
"Yes" I respond before applying the patch on my neck.
We both walk out and arrive at the deathly silent eting room, the looks on their faces make wonder what must have happened.
"Proceed" father says in a loud voice as he takes his seat.
"A pack mber of ours-" elder Ki starts.
"She is no pack mber of ours-" another mber interrupts rudely
"She is a child of this pack" elder Ki argues.
"She is evil!" another mber says and I lean back in my seat.
"Enough" father commands and gestures to Jisung Hyung to speak.
"Yoon Sehwa is dead. She died on Choi’s gate, there is no mark on her which suggests suicide but the thod...is inhumane" Jisung hyung says with a straight face.
Yoon Sehwa is dead? She didn’t die that day at the uncompleted building?
’Finally’ my alpha howls in in victory.
Too bad, I wanted to end her myself; make her pay for all the damage, torture for setting on fire, for hurting my mother, for scaring Yunah...oh god.
Yunah.
I stand to my feet abruptly, "what is it?" father asks and I bow to him.
"Forgive , my lord" I say and run out of the eting room, all I can think of is the young oga.
She has no one to comfort her with Yujun gone from their family ho.
I take a taxi that arrives early in front of Choi’s second ho. At the gate a number of maids are standing around, talking and cleaning up blood.
"Yah" I call out and they all look up, a scream erupts as they see my red eyes and realizing who I am, they all scatter.
I growl deeply in my chest; watching as they run away like headless chickens, irritated by how there’s a young oga in there hurting and they are here talking and playing.
I clench my fist, waiting to see if they will co back to their senses and do what is right, but they don’t.
Instead, I see him.
Yujun.
"My oga" my alpha howls and I growl again, I’m not here for him...I don’t care about him.
The oga and the man next to him takes steps towards and I keep my eyes on them, observing Yujun’s hand in the man’s.
Who is he?
They co closer and Yujun slips his hand out of the man’s crossing his arm across his chest, putting on a show of haughtiness.
Has he forgotten? I have unraveled him before; I know him beyond the act he’s wearing.
"Why are you here, Jaehyun-ssi?" he asks and my eyes automatically seek out his scent gland, a habit.
I frown as I realize, he doesn’t have a scent patch on, but he doesn’t sll like him, he slls like ocean.
The ocean sll swells like it’s being projected stronger and my eyes turn to the man next to him.
The man’s eyes are on and he’s wearing a lazy smile.
The red of my vision spreads as with a raw roar, I lunge at the man, throwing him to the ground and sitting on him to land hard punches.
Yujun doesn’t sll like Jasmine...he slls like this motherfucker who keeps giving a challenging look.
The satisfying crunching sound that follows two of my hits don’t feel enough, neither does the blood dripping from my fist...how dare him put his sll on what’s mine?
"Arrghh" he screams and holds his arms to protect himself.
"JAEHYUN!" Yujun’s scream snaps out of it as the oga pushes off the man’s body.
I watch with stabbing pains in my chest as Yujun kneels by the man’s side and glares up at with angry eyes.
"ARE YOU MAD?" he yells at .
"Why do I sll him on you?" I yell back at him; my eyes still red with rage.
"Maybe because I am pregnant and our pup needs an alpha’s scent" he says, his volu dropping with each word he says.
The words hit hard in the chest, but my fucking brain can’t seem to decode.
Pregnant? Pup? Ours?
"What?" I whisper as the red that has been plaguing for days slowly disappears.
My oga is...pregnant?
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