"What do you mean he's gone?" Choi Heesung slammed his fist on the white desk, rattling it with his fury. "How can he disappear like that?"

The man in front of him flinched. Lee Boram might be the second-in-command, but he was not immune to Heesung's anger. "Sir, someone keeps interfering and thwarting our plans every time. They're powerful and have the resources."

"And you useless fools haven't even found who it is yet," Heesung growled. "No one in this country would dare go against me."

When Heesung wanted something, he didn't stop until he got it. The man was ready to go to any extreme to make it happen. Be it an auction, a drug deal and now this omega. Ever since he saw the omega's photo on a television and read the article about the untouchable yet most desired omega by all, Heesung made it his mission to make the omega his.

Lee would be a fool to point out how deadly and destructive this was. Attacking the Park family seemed like a better option to frighten them at that time. After all, the Park couldn't do anything to them even with all his influences. Then something else happened.

The old alpha must have hired new guards who were more deadly, smart, organized and efficient than any other team they had encountered. However, he couldn't give that excuse to the impatient alpha in front of him. Not if he valued his life.

"The government or NIS aren't strong enough. We always broke through their defenses. Their inquiries are nowhere near us and they always do shit by the books," Lee said.

"They had most advanced weapons and shot down our fucking helicopters," Heesung roared. "You still have no idea who they are. What's stopping you from taking him from that hotel? The hotel isn't as protected as the Park mansion. If we can tear down the mansion why haven't you touched the hotel?"

Lee turned to face him. "Mr. Choi, I told them not to. That hotel belongs to the Jeons."

"So?"

"Sir, Jeons are the worst enemies to have. It's a breach of code and we would be practically declaring war if we touch one of their properties," Lee warned. His panic rose inside him. Because Heesung wouldn't be the only one who would take the fall. He would go along with him simply for following his command.

Heesung slammed his fist on the table again. "I don't fucking care what we do at this point. He's one omega and we are chasing him for years. It's a shame we couldn't touch him." His chest heaved and rumbles echoed off the walls. "I want him. At any cost. Even if I have to burn down the entire country I'll have him."

Lee swallowed, glancing at the other men. That was a death warrant. But they had no choice. Heesung would kill him if he failed to follow his command and the Jeons would end them if followed through Heesung's orders.

"You should have stayed in Australia," he said carefully. "The Interpol is looking for you and so are our other enemies. I've been hearing someone actively searching your whereabouts but we do not know who this is. It's extremely dangerous for you to be here, sir."

Heesung's eyes narrowed. "I do not care. I'm gonna leave the country in a few days and settle in an island I bought near Africa. No government or military can touch me there. But I'm not leaving empty handed," he said. "When I leave, I want to take that omega with me. He will be my queen."

A ship was leaving in a week. But that was very little time to snag the omega. His protection tightened with every passing day. They had been circling the city like hawks for the past two days with no success. The omega didn't leave the hotel and he was able to confirm the Parks still had the rooms booked to their names, so they had to be there.

"But sir..."

"Tear that hotel down," he commanded. "Bring back the omega at any cost. When the Jeons realize it was me, I'd have already flown out of the country."

Lee's features tightened. "Noted." He turned to their men and gestured his head toward the exit.

Heesung clenched his fists, eyes narrowing at the latest photo of Jimin shopping in the mall. "I won't rest until I have you, Omega. You're mine!"

***

Soft moans and whines drifted around the room. The atmosphere was thick with lustful pheromones, combined and mingled with each other just as the sources.

Jimin moved his hips in a tandem—back and forth, up and down. Jungkook's wicked tongue was soft and firm inside him. It was nowhere filling as his massive cock was but it did things that caused Jimin's toes to curl inwardly.

He circled his hips, attempting to get him as deep as possible. Jungkook licked his walls, twisted his tongue just right to reach the right places. Heat flared in his belly, so did his need.

"Ngh...alpha...ah..."

The alpha hummed under him with his finger curling around his thigh to keep him in place. He allowed the omega to move freely, take what he wanted. He puckered his lips, sucking at his rim and collecting the sweet nectar.

Every lick was gifted with a moan, every nip presented a whine. A particular flick of his tongue earned him a whimper. His omega was so responsive and sensitive. He just loved taking his time with the omega, mapping every inch of his body with his mouth and tongue, eliciting one reaction after the other.

Initially, Jimin was too shy to let him do anything, but when he was in heat, he was demanding and needy. He loved the sweet duality of his mate who held his heart in the palm of his hand yet behaved, as he didn't know the effect he had on Jungkook.

Jungkook flipped the omega once he had his fill. Jimin panted under him. His chest was flushed red and heaving, his nipples raw and swollen. The alpha took the swollen peak into his mouth again. Sweet.

Jimin moaned beautifully, fingers digging into his hair and chest arching to meet his mouth. He lapped at his nipple, sucking the sensitive bud, knowing the omega loved his nipples played with. Jungkook knew he could make the omega come just by stimulating his nipples a little longer.

"Alpha...oh...angh..."

He bit and suck at the bud, tugging it between his lips. The alpha pinched his other nipple with his free hand, rolling it between his fingers. The omega writhed under him.

Just a little bit more...He pushed his hip flush against his. Jimin began to roll his hips again, attempting to speed his release. Jungkook let him. Sweat coated their skins. The omega's flawless skin glistened and bloomed under his careful ministrations.

"Beautiful," he murmured, moving to his other nipple, showering it with his ardent attention. "Just so beautiful."

He felt the tension tightening Jimin's belly, he sensed it quivering under him before the omega dug his heels on his back and arched like a bowstring. Then a wave of euphoria washed over their shared bond. Jimin threw his head back, mouth open in a silent scream, eyes rolled to the back of his head and throat exposed to his mate.

Such a vulnerable position for an omega to be in. Jungkook kissed his throat, licking his way to the mating mark that was red like a beacon. The skin was swollen and raised a bit because of his heat. Jungkook covered his mark with his lips, knowing well what that would entail.

Jimin keened under him, his body convulsing with the aftermath of his orgasm. When a mate touched the mating mark, it increased the intensity of pleasure. The omega became putty in his hands. He became his own musical instrument, just for him to tune him and strum him to his heart's desire.

Jungkook nudged his soaked entrance with his hardened cock, entering him with one smooth thrust. Warm, velvety heat surrounded him, pulsing around him with need. The omega's walls clenched deliciously and sucked him in.

He moved his hips in the century old mating dance, setting a rhythm that punched the breath out of his omega's lungs. The alpha relished the beautiful moans. The pleasure was unlike any other.

He had lost his heart to the omega at a tender age, had never looked at another twice. It was rewarding to learn his admiration was returned. For years, he courted the omega and nurtured their love. It was even wonderful when Jimin sealed their relationship with an unexpected bite. But Jungkook wouldn't have it otherwise. The omega already owned his heart, mind, body and soul.

Hell would freeze over before he let someone harm his omega. He almost failed once. His jaw clenched as the wave of protectiveness washed over him. He cupped the omega's face, kissing him fiercely as he continued to make love to him.

I'll protect you, omega.

I'll get rid of the enemy at any cost.

***

The heat seemed to last forever, but Jimin knew it had been only two days from what Jungkook said or if he was patient enough to count the number of breakfasts he had.

Heat didn't turn a person into a brainless fucking machine like those fiction novels liked to portray. Jimin was lucid enough to be aware of his surroundings. However, the constant need to fuck burned through his veins. His biology urged him to mate and breed; to procreate and keep his bloodline going.

Jungkook gently coaxed him to sip another spoon of the chicken soup. Jimin shook his head, refusing to eat the chicken pieces. He felt no appetite. Though the protein shake Jungkook fed him hours ago was enough to keep him going, his alpha insisted that he should at least eat something light for dinner.

One more day and this would be over. He honestly couldn't wait. After dinner, Jungkook cleaned him utilizing the small window of break and changed the sheets. The fresh sheets felt nice and the smell calming.

He eyed the alpha flitting around the room, cleaning it the best as he could, picking up the towels and clothes they left carelessly on the floor and throwing them inside the laundry basket along with the other items.

Jungkook was shirtless. A wretched piece of black boxers offered modesty. Jimin licked his lips unconsciously raking his eyes over his well-built frame—from his tapered waist to the broad shoulders. Scalding gaze scanned every inch of that tanned skin rippled with muscles.

The once unblemished skin was now covered in angry red marks the alpha wore proudly. Mark from his claws. Some were deep. There were slight bruises on his hips with small cuts from when he had gripped the alpha a little harder.

That's all mine.

The omega growled appreciatively. "Come here," he said. It was an offence the alpha was still clothed. He should be in bed—over him and under; most importantly between his thighs.

As soon as Jungkook climbed inside the nest with him again, Jimin was on him. Tugging at the underwear, he growled impatiently.

"Why do you have to wear this when it's just the two of us?"

The alpha chuckled. He lifted his hips. "To avoid this."

"What even is the point?" he grumbled. He fell over him, nipping at his bottom lip. "I'm going to get you naked and have my way with you anyway."

Jungkook cupped his bottom, squeezing the plump flesh. His aroused cock, easily slid between them not quite giving him what he craved the most. Yet.

"You wouldn't have eaten anything or follow through any of those basic routines if I were naked all the time."

Jimin kissed him, sucking his lip into his mouth. "Just like how we get nothing done when you're the one in rut?"

The alpha's chest rumbled with laughter. "Exactly. I want you to be comfortable, baby. I'm glad you aren't a brat."

"Unlike someone I know." Jimin rolled his eyes. The heat was back under his skin. The itch for the release continuing to grow. "It's starting," he whispered.

"How do you want it?" the alpha asked, adjusting him directly over his crotch.

"Your call," Jimin said. "But slow this time. I want to feel you longer."

Jungkook obeyed to his demand. He pulled an orgasm after the other just using his mouth and fingers. His lips trailed over every inch of his soft skin—sucking, kissing, marking and claiming. There wasn't an inch left that was not worshipped.

The omega tugged at the alpha's hair, his grip painful and tight. His heels dug into Jungkook's back as he rode another orgasm with the alpha's tongue and fingers buried deep inside him, massaging that sensitive part of him intimately.

Jungkook let him go only when he was boneless with all the pleasure. Still, his cock hardened in no time. The omega demanded a knot. To be bred and filled until he could no longer walk.

As if reading his mind, the alpha pinned him to the bed, spreading his thighs as far his legs could go. He entered him in one smooth thrust, burying himself to the hilt. His cock was hot and heavy, the stretch almost too painful even after going at it without a break.

Jimin breathed through his mouth, panting gently as his nails scratched at the alpha's pecs. His eyes scrolled to the back of his skull. "So big," he moaned. "You fill me so well, alpha. More. Give me more."

And more is exactly what Jungkook gave him. The alpha pounded into him mercilessly. The squelch of his wetness and the claps of their skin harmonized with his relentless moans.

"Kiss me," he demanded.

The alpha fell over him, kissing him sensually, passionately yet possessively. He kissed as if they hadn't kissed in a long time. He swallowed his moans that spilled with every snap of his hips.

Thick, muscled thighs pressed against the back of his thighs deliciously, forcing him to feel every flex of those damned thighs as the alpha moved. Their chests brushed, his aching nipples rubbing against the hard plains. His cock was massaged by the hardest abs.

Jimin was lost in pleasure. His hand circled around the alpha's neck. One had lifted to bury it in the back of his head and pulling down to his mouth while the other dug onto his back. He scratched and pulled, wanting to leave him mark on the alpha. Claim him once more in every primal way possible.

Mine.

His omega chanted like a mantra.

"Jungkook. Jungkook. Jungkook," his lips repeated like a prayer.

Pleasure. An all-consuming pleasure. Burning under his skin, igniting his blood like wild fire. Rosewood and cardamom deeply mixed with ylang-ylang, lilies and jasmine was all he could feel. It drowned him and his mind swam. His head felt light and floaty.

The omega whimpered and letting out cries of pleasure. The alpha hit the sensitive part repeatedly, causing his back to arch like a bow. Before he even knew it, he came spilling between their bodies. But the alpha kept going.

He flipped Jimin to his stomach, entering him in one swoop and continued to fuck into him. A hand grabbed the back of his neck, keeping him pinned and in place. Jimin loved it when the alpha manhandled him.

He lifted his hip, arching as much as possible in the given position and spread his knees. Hot puffs of air fanned over his neck before Jungkook bit down on his mark. Jimin came again, his body shaking as he sensed the alpha's knot locking them in place.

Jimin collapsed under the alpha. The latter caged him, slowly adjusting their bodies to lie sideways.

"You blew my back," Jimin panted, earning a deep chuckle from the alpha.

"Means I fulfilled your expectations."

"Maybe..." the omega teased. With a sigh, he snuggled back into the alpha's embrace, until he was sure there was zero space left between them. "You sure you want me to sit out on this?" he asked. "I can help you know."

"I know," Jungkook whispered. "But you would require all the rest you need and then there is your dad. He might not have digested our news yet. Do you think he's gonna let you march out of this place and look for Heesung?" He kissed his cheek. "I'd rather not argue with my father-in-law while trying to get his blessings though it's four years late."

Jimin laughed. "He can never say no to me." He sighed contently. "You're his only son-in-law. Just wait for a couple of days. Then you both are going to go horse ridings on the weekends or play golf during your downtime while I have to third wheel you guys with a fancy drink in my hand."

Jungkook grinned against his nape. He felt the stretch of his lips and puff of breath. "Afraid he's gonna steal your alpha's time?"

"Not afraid..." He shrugged. "You both have similar tastes."

"That we do." Jungkook tightened his grip around him, hooking his chin over his shoulder. "What better way to get to know him? But I can promise you that I'll never deprive you of my attention. You're gonna have to kick me out to get yourself some 'me time'."

Jimin giggled. "Yeah?" He turned this head, bumping his nose with the alpha. "I'd love that."

"I know." He kissed him gently. "I love you, ylang-ylang."

"Love you too, alpha. I'm sleepy."

"Sleep then, ylang-ylang." Jungkook kissed the back of his head as he adjusted him in his arms.

Jimin exhaled, gripping his hand tighter as they slowly drifted to sleep.

***

The meeting room was nothing short of chaos. The alpha pheromones discharged in the air was charged with fury. The past few days were nothing short of drama but no one had found them here.

"There is nothing you can do now, Mr. President," Jungwon's voice rang loud and clear.

Jaehyun's sensitive hearing picked up the sharp intake of breath on the other side. Heesung's men had attacked the hotel this morning. They tore the place apart and tortured some of the hotel staff asking for their whereabouts before the guards showed up.

Some were dead in the heated exchange and others flood the scene. Jungwon was furious. So was everyone.

"They violated the Jeon's property and breached our peace treaty. The Jeons will deal this in our way. Tell your cops and NIS to stay out of our hair while we take care of your headache for you."

"Mr. Jeon, your men short down two helicopters on broad daylight," The president said exasperatedly. "It's all over the news and the media wants an explanation. The shootout in the mall four days ago is gaining public attention every day."

"It shows your failure to handle threat to this country and its people." Jungwon stood his ground. "I'll let you in on a secret, Mr. President. Park Jimin is my son-in-law. Heesung started this war and we will end it. Like I said, stay out of this and let us handle it our way. Find the moles in your government who has been aiding this bastard and helping him hide all these years."

"Mr. Jeon..."

"Once we are done, you can claim it was a covert operation to protect your country. Heesung is wanted by the Interpol. If anything, I'm doing you a favor."

"Yes, Mr. Jeon."

Jungwon disconnected the call with a furious look on his face and glanced at Yoongi and Hoseok. Yoongi leaned on the wall with a laid-back expression while Hoseok's face was a mask of impassiveness.

"Have you located the scum?" Jungwon asked.

Both alphas straightened to face him with a determined look. "Yes, Your Highness," Hoseok answered. "The target is right where we want him." The smile that lifted the corner of his lips would have scared Jaehyun if he wasn't aware of how things ran in the underground world.

Yoongi tapped on the iPad in his hands. The screen behind them lit with a map and a red beacon lit a particular spot. "He landed three days ago and is hiding here," he said. "There has been an increase in activity recently. Surveillance cameras show that he met with some assassins and private contractors during his time here."

"His attack on our hotel is uncoordinated. They ripped apart the rooms occupied by the Park family and when they couldn't find them, attacked our staff on duty," Hoseok continued. "They asked them about their whereabouts and demanded to see the security cameras."

"Our men are on stake out. We tailed them and located their every individual's whereabouts. Waiting for orders from Young Master," Yoongi added.

"We have orders to watch and not engage unless he's trying to flee the country," Hoseok informed. "A ship is leaving the port in a few days. There were some suspicious activities in the port and one of our men spotted Heesung's consigliere in the port. He was in disguise but our source claims it was him. Heesung might be trying to flee the country or he's expecting some shipments. My bet is on the former."

Jungwon nodded. He turned his attention to the beta attendant. "Any updates?"

The man bowed. "Yes, Your Highness. The prince's heat ended last night. We are waiting for further orders."

Jungwon pulled a notepad and began to write something. He tore the paper and handed it to the attendant. "Leave this in the room along with the food," he instructed.

"Yes, Your Highness."

"Jaehyun-ssi, is there anything you'd like to say?"

Jaehyun cleared his throat. "No, Jungwon-ssi. I can't relax until I know this bastard is dead and my son is safe. But I trust you and your son to take care of him."

Jungwon nodded.

They had done more than anyone else had all these years. Jaehyun first hand saw how strong their security was. Besides, all his worries were assuaged in the past days by Mr. and Mrs. Jeon. He witnessed the respect and love with which they talked about Jimin. Everyone in the Jeon household knew who Jimin was and they spoke of him highly and respectfully.

Furthermore, Taehyung had assured him that Jungkook was a great guy or he wouldn't have let Jimin talk to him. Both were thick as thieves and though Jaehyun doubted Taehyung would say no to Jimin, he did know he would never do something that would put Jimin in danger.

Now that Heesung was finally in Korea after running and hiding for years, he waited anxiously for the next move. He wouldn't be able to sleep a wink until he has confirmed the threat has been taken care of.

***

Four days later, Jimin's heat was finally over. He was exhausted and his body ached in all places. He rested his back against Jungkook chest as they soaked in the huge bathtub. Jungkook would tell him the lavender held no candle against his natural scent, but Jimin often claimed he was exaggerating.

Jimin loved lavender. He loved it more when it twined with rosewood and cardamom. His favorite scent on earth.

The aftermath of heat still simmered in his veins. It would take a week for him recover and build his strength. Now with his alpha beside him, it would be faster. He relaxed more in his alpha's embrace.

Jungkook massaged him gently, washing every nook and cranny with care. They left the water only when it had grown cold and pruned their skin. The alpha dried him and dressed him in a pair of his clothes. Jimin appreciated how well Jungkook knew him. He inhaled his alpha's scent from his clothes with closed eyes.

Peace.

It was so peaceful like this.

They ate breakfast in a comfortable silence. He was once again plastered to Jungkook's side. The alpha fed him occasionally, updating him about everything he missed. Jimin hummed here and there, puckering his lips for a kiss, which was granted immediately.

Once he was done with his breakfast, however, the alpha's calm demeanor changed. He felt the rage wash over him through their bond and his brows creased.

"What is it?" he asked, putting a calming hand on his alpha's forearm and rubbing smooth circles.

"They found him," Jungkook said. "I gotta go."

Jimin stiffened but retracted his hand with a nod. "I'll stay here with Papa," he replied. "Just be careful?"

Jungkook's features relaxed and he cupped his face to kiss him gently. "I will. Love you, my ylang-ylang."

"Love you too, my alpha."

***

Jaehyun embraced his son with unshed tears in his eyes. When Jimin and Jungkook finally joined them for lunch, he felt relief flooding him after seeing his son healthy and glowing. The black circles under his eyes had disappeared and there were more color to his cheeks.

He scrunched his nose upon smelling their combined scents. It looked like it would take him some time to get used to the fact that his son was mated now.

Jimin hugged his cousins and chatted with them as if he hadn't blown the gasket only a couple of days ago. But he was glad his son was smiling and seemed genuinely happy.

On the other hand, Jungkook appeared like a formidable foe—dark and handsome with a dangerous aura around him. Jaehyun appreciated his intimidating gaze and confident posture. Jungkook definitely looked like someone one should think twice before crossing.

They chatted for a while. Jimin mostly did the talking, introducing Jungkook formally to each of them while Jungkook nodded with a tight smile. The alpha's features only softened when he glanced at Jimin. Jaehyun understood the alpha had a soft side he only saved for his son. That was okay. As long as he treated Jimin well, he would give his blessings.

When they sat down for lunch, Jimin naturally climbed onto the alpha's lap as if he did it on a daily basis. Jaehyun averted his gaze to the plate with a flustered look while others tried to hide their amusement.

Jimin was naturally affectionate, but he just didn't know to what extent. It took roughly a few seconds to learn who held utmost power in the Junior Jeon's household. The alpha was putty in his son's hand, bending to his every whim.

Jungkook patiently cut the steak into small bite-sized portions while Jimin gobbled it up with a puff of his cheeks. He didn't forget to feed the alpha either. It was definitely a remarkable sight. The alpha had his attention solely on Jimin.

Jaehyun felt relief flood his chest and his wolf relax with assurance. Jimin was in good hands. The alpha treated him delicately, dabbing the corner of his lips whenever there was a smudge of sauce, handing him water or juice and rubbing his back.

He could also see a similar affectionate gesture between Jungkook's parents. The lunch was strictly confined to idle chats and playful bickering. None of them brought up the pressing issue in hand.

During his time in the Jeon household, Jaehyun learned that the Jeons never discussed business in the dining table. That time was saved only for pleasant conversations. He witnessed the mutual love and respect the mates shared.

The caring father realized it was the same for Jimin as well. Jungkook dotted on him, listening to every word carefully and responding in a gentle tone as if even raising his voice a little bit would hurt the omega.

By the end of the lunch, Jaehyun decided that Jimin chose well. Jungkook was a good alpha.

An hour later, they settled in the meeting room comfortably. Jimin curled on Jungkook's lap, toying with a button in his shirtsleeve.

"Updates?" Jungkook's voice thundered.

Hoseok and Yoongi came forward. Yoongi once again projected a map on the screen, pointing at it with a red laser light. "He's in the same location. Hasn't moved, but there are a lot of activities. He's liquidating some of his assets."

"We received a tip. Heesung recently bought an island somewhere near Africa. We are unable to confirm the information or track anything related to this. But we have a good reason to believe he's planning to leave the country soon," Hoseok informed.

"He is searching for Jimin high and low. They breached our hotel and the ones around it. They're all around the city," Yoongi said. "There is also some activity in the port. I have men in both places."

"Our teams are in position. We are waiting for your orders." Hoseok stood straight. His fingers moved over the tab, highlighting a few key locations. "We have them surrounded and placed snipers around the buildings."

Jungkook tapped on Jimin's hand, who immediately jumped to his feet and moved to sit on another chair. The alpha stood to his full height, pushing a hand inside his pocket while grabbing the iPad with a concentrated look.

"Call for a meetingwith the head of the teams," he said, glancing briefly at the map. "We movetonight."