Jaehyun’s POV
The usual calm and grounding sll of my patchouli pheromones flares into a harsher sll as I grab hold of her neck.
"Hyunnie" Sehwa gasps dramatically and tries to take a step back, to get away from my grip.
"How the hell did you get in here?" I roar and shake her body; I only see red with the loss of control now directing my actions.
Her eyes are wide and innocent but the corner of her lips is curled up into a taunting smile.
"Jaehyun! How can you do this to your, Noona?" she asks with a fake sob as she holds on to the hands I have wrapped around her neck.
She makes sick, I can’t believe I ever loved her, how could I have been this blind?
"Cut the crap Sehwa, I know what you are?" I hiss and she has the audacity to morph her expression into that of hurt and betrayal, a master at pretending.
"Hyunnie" she calls softly, her soft brown eyes swimming with tears and her bottom lip trembling.
A master at lying.
"It’s just ...your Sehwa" she says and a single drop of tear slips down her pink cheeks. If I didn’t know better, I would have fallen for her ga.
Even now, my heart bleeds to have to hurt her but I know this is Yoon Sehwa, she might look like the definition of a victim when she is the evil itself.
’We will not be victims of her gas again’ my alpha says inside, roaring with the rage of the unhealed scars she left on us.
"Hyunnie...say sothing" she whispers softly, her eyes searching mine.
What a fucking great actress.
My alpha growls at her, and she growls right back at , her eyes turning red before she burst into laughter and pushes off her.
She stumbles a bit before pausing and placing her hands on her legs as she bends to catch her breath.
"Ah really, playing with you is so boring now" she says and touch her neck lightly, examining the damage I have left on her.
"This is all it is to you? A fucking play?" I ask her, struggling to get myself under control, I see clearly now that she wants to lose it.
"Rember when you were younger and knew nothing?" she asks, her voice high pitched and sweet but her eyes nacingly cold.
"Yoon Sehwa, whatever you’re plotting..." I start and she straightens her back.
"What? Should I stop?" she asks like a child, and I hear myself growling at her and she sighs loudly, twirling her long pig tail.
"But I haven’t achieved my goal yet, why should I stop?" she asks and blinks slowly like the concept of stopping is too difficult to understand.
She moves closer to , and I glare down at her.
"Go ahead, hurt " she says.
"I can see it in your eyes, you want to tear apart and paint the wall red with my blood" she says, her voice dropping into a whisper with each word she says.
"Mad dog Hwang" she says my fad nickna and I breathe out through my nose.
Her taunting must have a reason...
She has been deliberately pushing to lose control since she returned and I just tilt my head at her.
If she wants Mad dog Hwang, she will get Mad dog Hwang.
I lift my hand to smooth her hair. Her long braided tress feels silky to the touch, this is just Yoon Sehwa; she has always been beautiful in every way since childhood.
She holds my eyes daring to do sothing as I keep petting her head.
’Snap her neck’ my alpha says madly.
’Pull her hair till she bleeds from the scalp’
’Smash her face against the wall till she’s covered in blood’
"Sehwa-yah" I call her na and bring my hand to her cheek; she looks up at in confusion at my new behavior towards her.
"I didn’t hurt you too much did I?" I ask and she blinks, "sorry" I say and sigh.
A growl of suspicion sounds from her chest; her own alpha is being humiliated by my reaction.
I smile at her.
The mad smile.
I can’t wait to see her decorated in red.
"I need you completely fine for your last day" I say and take my hand completely off her.
"My last day?" she asks as I walk away, "I will remind you of this statent when I take over, Hwang Jaehyun" she says after .
"You are not the only one who goes mad! I will show you! I will show you!" she screams and I don’t look back.
Once I get into my father’s car in the garage, I lock the door and press my head against the wheel.
’We should have had her there and then, make her pay’ my alpha says restlessly.
But no, she will pay for her cris in front of everyone she has hurt.
Young Choi Yunah deserves to see the evil that has broken her sweet heart pay more than anyone else.
I start the engine and drive for two hours to the Choi territory.
With the ongoing interclan tension, I know it is even more reckless to visit the territory but If Yujun won’t co to , I will go to him myself, clan and clan tensions be damned.
I take the route Yunah had shown the night I was here, the place is as quiet as graveyard as I walk in.
Stealthily, I climb up the window of Yujun’s room, the sa window I had climbed out from that night, as
"Don’t move" the voice I have been dying to hear says to and I turn in excitent to look at him but he is holding a gun to my head.
His eyes right back to how they were when we first started falling for each other.
Cold and dead.
What did they do to my Yujun?
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