-DO KYUNGSOO-

Lee Taemin released his hold around me almost instantly and the sudden movement sent me tumbling to the ground. His hand flew to the gun on his belt and he clutched the dagger tighter in his other hand.

"Shit." he hissed as Kim Jongin stepped from behind the tree. The night is getting closer now and the wind is colder against the skin. It's starting to get dark and when that moment comes, I know Taemin will be cold dead.

Without waiting for the enemy to make a move, Taemin threw the dagger into the air and into Jongin's direction. But Jongin is faster and he easily dodges the knife, gritting his teeth together until I could see his canines peeking out of his lips. His eyes are so red and angry I suddenly felt a certain fear creep up my spine.

'They killed my family!'

I shook the memory out of my head as I slowly retreated to a tree nearby. Jongin advances towards Taemin, his arms trembling beside him and his nails are black and longer than ever. Taemin pulled out his gun and pointed it to Jongin's face, making him stop on his tracks. 

"I will kill you," Taemin hissed. "And I will not think twice."

"Kyungsoo will not join you." Jongin said and his voice is shaking with anger.

Taemin managed to smirk. "Why won't he?" he breathed. "Your pack killed his own father, beheading him in front of everyone. And you tortured his mother, sending her mute for the rest of her life!"

I froze. "W-What...?"

What did he say?

Taemin must be lying... He should be. What he's saying can't be true. 

Kim Jongin won't even look at me and I wanted him to. I want him to disagree. I want him to say that they didn't do it. I want him to defend himself and his pack and make me understand why they did it. I want him to give me more reason to choose him over my family. 

I want him to make me choose him.

But why won't he do that now? Why can't he look at me?

Jongin just stared at him and the shaking of his hands started to subside. Even the glow in his eyes started to fade, returning to a calm and familiar shade of brown. I managed a sigh of relief but it was short lived because Taemin suddenly pulled the trigger, making me scream in shock as Jongin stepped back in pain, his hand flying to his shoulder. Blood gushed out of a bullet wound on his shoulder and before Taemin could aim another shot, Kim Jongin changed form right before our eyes.

"NO!" I screamed, knowing he's going to kill Taemin. "Jongin! Stop! Don't!"

But Jongin won't listen as he pounced on Taemin, sending them both to the ground and knocking the gun out of his hand. Taemin tried to fight in vain attempt to push the wolf off him but to no avail. A werewolf would always be stronger and it seems like the gun wound didn't hurt him after all. With his four legs, Jongin pinned Taemin on the ground until he can't move. He growled into his face, spit flying out of his mouth. Jongin's eyes are blood red with anger and he stared down into Taemin's face as if making him realize that he would win this fight and he'll be dead. Nothing but dead. 

"Jongin!" I shouted but he won't listen. "Jongin please!"

Kim Jongin sank his teeth into Taemin's shoulder and the latter screamed in pain. He squirmed under Jongin but he can't move an inch. I could feel the tears nudging the sides of my eyes and I can't even bear to look as Jongin released his hold down on Taemin except his bite. Using his teeth, he lifted Taemin off the ground and threw him to a nearby tree, making it shake. 

I gasped, my hand flying to my lips. How could he? 

Taemin is lying on the ground, unmoving. Jongin walked over to him slowly and he nudged him with his snout until Taemin is lying on his back. With a growl, he bites again into his legs, lifting him  and shaking harshly the life back into him. Taemin started to cough blood and his face turned green from nausea. I couldn't bear seeing someone tortured like this and I let out a sob, covering my face with both hands until I don't have to look.

I heard another scream and another loud thump as Jongin threw him again somewhere. Taemin continued groaning and screaming in pain and I continued to squeeze my eyes shut and cover my ears with my hands.

"Stop!" I sobbed despite myself. "Don't kill him!"

But Kim Jongin doesn't appear to be listening. I could still hear Taemin's groans of pain and I could almost decipher the sob in every whimper. When I looked up, Jongin has one of his legs over Taemin's chest, as if he's trying to make it hard for him to breathe.

I swallowed and with all my strength, I pulled myself up and ran to them, pushing Jongin's giant form out of the way and off Taemin. I sat beside his body and I can't even bear to stare down at his wounds and all the blood is making me throw up.

Jongin growled. "Move aside, Kyungsoo."  he hissed into my brain.

I looked up at him and met his eyes. "No." I hissed back. "They told me everything! You killed his family! You killed their families, Jongin! And you want to kill him now? Stop! Just-- Stop this!"

Jongin seemed taken aback with my sudden outburst and he didn't say anything for a while, just standing there as I tried to cover up Taemin's wounds with my hand. Blood continued to flow out of them and my trembling fingers did little to stop them.

"You don't understand..." came Jongin's reply and his voice is small without much conviction. 

I slowly shook my head, still attending to Taemin. "I understand every fucking damn thing, Kim Jongin," I muttered under my breath. "What I don't understand is your need to kill every innocent people that comes your way."

"Kyungsoo..."

"His brother was only nine," I breathed and the tears are there again. "And I can almost imagine you killing the kid this way."

I heard him sigh. "I'm not that... heartless..." he whispered and I want to shout at him for being the worst liar I ever met.

"Are you kidding me?" I spat, looking up at him again. "You killed my father! You tortured my Mom! What do you want me to think now, Jongin?! That you and your pack are not that heartless?! Are you even serious?!"

Jongin stepped closer and I flinched. "You know I won't hurt you."

I put up a strong front. "And if I get in your way?" I breathed. "Would you kill me, too? Would you torture me?" 

His hesitance almost made my heart stop. 

"Kyungsoo..."

A sob escaped my lips and I looked away from him. "My Mother needs me, Jongin." I breathed between pursed lips. "You took everything from her. She needs her son."

The silence stretched between us. The night is dark and the air is the coldest.

"I love you, Kyungsoo."

But we both know that isn't what I need now. Not when the whole truth hurts this much. 

My breath hitched and I slowly let it go. "Then go away. Just... just go, Kim Jongin."