Hi, lovely readers. I couldn't find time to reread this chapter so for any mistakes I'm apologising ahead. I hope you enjoy💜

The Royal Alpha closed his eyes and focussed on the tip of his two fingers which were touching the omega's left cheek. The power surged from his fingers and spread into the entire expanse of Jungkook's mind. The omega was already in sleep so he didn't feel the acute pressure surging on his head.

Taehyung started from the first day when the omega laying in front of him had been born on the earth.

Bit by bit, moment by moment, he will find half of his answers. He will decide what the future holds for them just by looking into the past of his mate.

It's not the start of anything but tonight Taehyung will find that the soul in front of him was as pure as the omega shows or it's a facade to hide something brutal.

His mind started filling with an infinite amount of pictures, a fog appeared in his vision that was getting clear with each passing moment and soon everything unfolds to the King.

Flashback 2.0

The Queen of Lunar was cursing in labour pain, a concerned King was trying to hold his wife when the cry of a baby resonated in the entire palace. Hyuna fell unconscious in her mate's arm as soon as she heard the cry of her baby.

Seokjae kissed her forehead and went to their offspring to clean the child properly. He was holding back the tears of joy but when his gaze fell on the crying baby in between her mother's legs, he stopped breathing altogether.

An omega.

The king cleaned the child and held him against his chest while roaming around the room in worry. He was afraid of his mate's reaction. Hyuna wanted an Alpha, they both wanted an Alpha as their child, a child they had after years of yearning.

But destiny played with their fate and left them devastated in the middle of a storm. He ran his mind to at least save the life of the child in his arms. Whatever it is, they need to accept it. He was tired of the whole kingdom gushing about him being impotent.

He needs to keep this child alive so that all the accusations around him could vanish in dust. But how?

The king thought deeply ignoring the way the child in his arms started crying because of the new profound hunger. The sharp cries of the child awaken his mother as well.

Hyuna stirred on the bed and smiled painfully," Give him to me, it's mine, my child." she flared his arms in front of the king, the king walked to her with steps filled with hesitation.

The newly bloomed scent of the baby was floating in the entire chamber and when Hyuna sensed it, her hands retreated as if they were burned in the air.

With wide betrayed eyes, she was looking at her husband," You exchanged my child?"

Seokjae shook his head frantically," I haven't. You gave birth to him, our child is an omega."

Hyuna snarled at the king, bearing her sharp fangs," I am the Queen of Lunar, I can never give birth to a low life like him. You exchanged my child, I gave birth to an Alpha, find him! Someone has stolen my child! Find him!"

Seokjae was torn between rocking the crying child in his arms and talking to his mate," Hyuna, I just cleaned our child, it's him. Feed him, we will talk later, he is hungry and needs to sleep."

Even in the tragic condition of the post labour, Hyuna shrieked back on the bed as if the child was a more serious disease than a plague," If you want him alive, keep him away from me. Take it as a warning, it's not my child! He can't be!"

"Hyuna, get yourself together! He needs you right now, he will die if you-"

"It's good then, he should die sooner than later." Hyuna said with a finality in his voice, her eyes holding so much disgust towards the child in her husband's arms, "took him away from eyesight. Now! The alpha inside of me wants to tear him limb by limb!"

She used her alpha voice and the child started crying more loudly. The child was not able to produce tears but the pain was evident in his cries and it hurt the King. but he couldn't do anything when the mother refused to accept the child.

He will soon talk to Hyuna about the benefit they can get from this child but right now leaving this child in the same chamber as his mother, seemed dangerous. He went out of the room and brought the child into his own chamber.

He laid the child on the bed and left the room to talk to his mate, ignoring his cries of need and forgetting to build security around the newborn baby on the bed, he left him alone.

The baby kept crying, throwing his plushy feet in the air. He was wrapped in a white washcloth, his eyes were half-open, half-closed staring around him unconsciously. He was unaware of any hurt, unaware of how his mere presence caused chaos in his parent's life.

The cries were sharp enough to wake half of the palace workers, but no one had enough courage to come inside the King's chamber without any permission.

It was past midnight, not even the birds were roaming outside. It was a night of full moon and when a weird fog started circling the bed...

Taehyung opened his eyes hurriedly, his chest was heaving up and down. His other hand that was resting on his thighs, fisted in anger. The fog he just saw felt awfully familiar to him. Even after long ages, he had not forgotten the wild charisma, that divine fog belongs only to....

Moon goddess.

Taehyung squeezed his eyes shut, controlling the rage that started building inside him.

He continued.

The fog around the bed starts merging into different shapes until it finds the most stable shadow. It was the form of a woman and soon the fog turned into sparkles as a lady stepped out of it.

The lady had long white hairs that went down to her ankles, tied into hundreds of braids. The divinity of elegance, the peak of pureness but that lady had warm tears in her eyes.

She kept standing near the bed, her white dress illuminating the whole chamber, her ambience alone could blind a person by how much power was radiating from her. But even after being so powerful, she wasn't able to wipe her own tears.

She took the baby in her arms and gave him home by hiding him in her neck, she hugged him dearly and the newborn child became quiet.

She didn't say anything, just took the baby under the moon. Letting her gaze fall on the newborn child, admiring the soft features of the baby. She smiled through tears when found the baby fast asleep in her arms.

"You made us wait for a long time, my love. But I forgive you. You have chosen the hard path, remember this mother will always be here for you. I hope you can forgive me too."

Taehyung gritted his teeth when that familiar voice fell into his ears, so clearly as if the moment was happening again in front of him.

Selene. The moon goddess placed a kiss on the crown of the little boy, letting her warm tears fall on the small soft cheeks. She kissed the little palm of his and nuzzled into those tiny feet before tucking him securely on the bed.

She vanished into thin air only her fog left behind, circling the bed, providing the warmth of a mother to the sleeping baby boy.

~

The baby was two days old when he was fed for the first time by a worker. She was appointed specially for the heir of the Lunar, Mrs Min. She had her own four year old son playing around her. She was the lady that named the little prince as Jungkook, the name held a meaning, the pillar of the nation. She taught him his basic manners to live a good life.

The old couple often take turns playing with the prince. They never differentiate between their own child and the prince. Mrs Min was the first omega Jungkook developed his admiration for, she was a warrior alongside her husband.

She escaped the little prince from her mother's wrath many times. For Jungkook she had become a safe place to run to and he found a soul friend in their son, Yoongi.

The Royal Alpha was watching everything, moments after moments were occurring in his head in clear pictures, he decided to indulge in everything that held a dear memory in the omega's mind.

He knew that he can't resurface the whole past at a time so he decides to watch the memories that were treasured in Jungkook's mind as the important snippets of his life.

And just like that the first memory came as a four and half year old Jungkook running behind his mother with his wobbly steps.

"Mother, mother, I learnt how to write my first full letter today." he was toppling over the large cape of his mother that was trailing behind her. The Queen of Lunar didn't even bat an eye toward the running omega behind him.

"Mother, please look at what I have written." The omega kept running behind her even after slipping on the floor for one time. He was so excited to impress her mother with his hard work.

Hyuna clenched his fist in anger, she turned around suddenly and snapped at Jungkook, " Stop following me so pathetically!".

Not knowing the meaning of the new word Jungkook stared up at his mother with a wide smile on his face but his smile dimmed when he saw his mother have a dark frown on her face.

"Mother, I have-"

"Stop calling me mother!" Jungkook flinched on his feet when her mother roared at him, fearful tears covered his vision as the child seemed too shocked to complete his sentence.

Hyuna kneeled in front of him and grabbed his arms with both of her hands, jerking him forward in attention, " I am going to tell this only one time, I am not your mother. I am only the Queen of Lunar for you. Do you understand?"

Jungkook kept staring at her with wide eyes that soon pooled with hot tears. His mother tsked and squeezed her hands in unbearable hold on Jungkook's arms, her long nails dug into the soft skin of the omega.

"Now tell me, what would you call me from now on? Say it!" She tugged Jungkook again in her sharp hold.

The small omega was hiccuping on warm tears but he knew he should answer, he doesn't want to be a disobedient child to her mother, "Q-Queen." the omega stuttered between his cries.
Hyuna stood up and held her hands away from herself as if she touched something she shouldn't have, a disgusting thing.

Small Jungkook ran away towards the opposite side of his mother, clutching a paper tightly into his chest that he wanted to show his mother.

The paper held some collections of letters on it, written with black ink a word 'mother' was standing out from all others.

~

Seven-year-old Prince Jungkook was sitting on the edge of a pool waiting for Mrs Min. It was nighttime when Jungkook found himself most lonely but despite knitting a sweater with his short palms and chewing on gummy bears, he couldn't do much.

So every night, after he practised archery, he sat there and waited for Mrs Min. She always showed him a new way of knitting that left Jungkook in utter surprise and awe. Her skilled fingers played with woollen threads in a way that Jungkook was fascinated to learn this art for himself as well.

Mrs Min sat beside him and showed him a very new colour of woollen threads that Jungkook hadn't seen before.

"What colour is this, Ajumeoni?" Jungkook asked, staring at the colour with wide fascinating eyes, he lifted his hand to touch those woollen threads. And gasped, they were soft, so soft.

Mrs Min smiled and opened her knitting tools, she took out some tapestry needles, needle gauges, blocking pins and a ruler.

"Yoongi's Appa mixed two dyes accidentally and invented this colour. He said it was called " Grey" if I remember it correctly." She gave the short knitting needles to Jungkook and kept the long one for herself.

"I will teach you a new pattern today and we both will practice that on this new bundle of threads. Are you excited?" Mrs Min asked politely.

"Yes, I am, Ajumeoni." Jungkook sat criss crossed on the ground and looked like an impatient puppy who was about to jump for food.

Mrs Min ruffled his hair affectionately and taught him the new knitting pattern that starts from the sleeves and goes up to the neck.

Both of them were immersed in the work, Jungkook was a quick learner if you ask Mrs Min, a diligent student.

"Why did you seem sad before my arrival? And why were you waiting here alone? Where is yoongi?" Mrs Min showered him with her concerning questions

"Yoongi hyung went on a horse ride with Ajusshi in the evening. I'm too short so I couldn't go with them."

Mrs Min nodded in understanding but then she tilted her head," and my first question?"

"It was nothing, Ajumeoni."

Mrs Min stopped her weaving needles and caressed his head," Son, I have taught you to always speak the truth, haven't I?"

Jungkook nodded curtly, his short red hairs falling on his forehead in beautiful bangs.

"So tell me, please. What's bothering my son at this hour?" Mrs Min asked again before lifting the needles in her hands.

"I was thinking about... how lonely I am without Yoongi hyung, Ajumeoni and Ajusshi. I tried to make friends but nobody likes it when I approach them. They always think I will complain about them to my mother either way." Jungkook sighed sadly, a very small pout was adorned on his upper lip.

Mrs Min smiled sadly at him, she understood him as no one else can ever be.

"You don't need their friendship if they are afraid of the queen and only befriend you because you are a prince. They don't deserve your friendship."

"But then how will others become my friend? I will be left alone until my mate's arrival."

Mrs Min giggled at the seven year old talking about mates," what do you even know about mates?"

"Everything!" Jungkook said more enthusiastically, a sudden excitement filled into his doe eyes.

"Ohh, tell me as well. I want to know what my seven year old son thinks about mates." Mrs Min said and stopped weaving to stare at Jungkook.

"Okay! First thing is... my mate will be mine only. He will play with me, eat with me, talk with me and we will go for long long runs. He will be my first friend and we will learn archery together! And I will practice sword fighting with him. I will teach him how to knit and in return, I will request him to teach me how to swim in a stream." Jungkook explained his list of things that he wants to do after his mate's arrival.

"Him? How come you are so sure that your mate is going to be a man?" Mrs Min asked in a teasing way, holding the edging of her lips to not let out a beautiful laugh.

Jungkook just shrugged and resumed his knitting," I don't know, I just imagined it."

Mrs Min shook her head in adoration," I wish your mate will love you as you deserve. My son deserves the whole world." She combed his hair delicately and corrected his mistake when Jungkook pushed the wrong needles into the thread.

Small Jungkook showed his nurtured front teeth with a beautiful smile and continued his work. He let out a surprised gasp when he saw a baby frog jumping on the patio of the pool.

"Ajumeoni! A tadpole!" Jungkook dropped all the tools and ran to the patio, Mrs Min running behind him with equal excitement.

Both of them squealed when they saw a whole army of tadpoles around the pool. Their headlight-like eyes shoot up to Jungkook before they start croaking with noises.

Soon the pool area starts ringing with small ribbits- ribbits. Jungkook sat between them and looked up to Mrs Min," Ajumeoni! Seems like I am going to make a lot of friends today."

~

The friendship didn't last long. As soon as the Queen of Lunar heard the reason behind the frequent visits of Jungkook to the pool, the very next day an order was passed.

"All the puddles and pools in the northern part of the palace are ordered to be closed permanently."

In front of Jungkook's eyes, all of his new friends got buried under the ground. The guards covered the pool with soil and didn't stop until all the puddles got converted into floors.

Jungkook didn't eat that day, mourned for his friends until he fell asleep in the lap of his Ajumeoni.

~

They said with growing age, your hardships will start growing too. Jungkook knew about this phrase but he, even in dreams, didn't think that these hardships would come as the death of his Ajumeoni and Ajusshi.

It was an egotistical war that happened between the Queen of Lunar and the King of Cika.

Being an advisor in the court, Yoongi's father advised the courtroom to leave the topic on grounds but as soon as the Queen of Lunar passed the order of war against Cika, he knew they couldn't win against them.

Despite that, they knew they had to serve their pack. Mrs Min decides to go with his mate, as a sharp warrior in the pack army, not even the Queen could stop her.

Jungkook was standing before their graves, Yoongi was kneeling against them. Both of them cry in sorrowful silent tears. Jungkook felt like an orphan, his lost eyes didn't understand where to find his lost soul-parents.

Their burials were placed on the backside of the pack grounds, where Jungkook wasn't allowed to go. On that day for the first and last time, Jungkook broke his mother's rule and decided to be beside Yoongi.

Yoongi wiped his tears and heaved a deep breath. He turned around only to find the prince crying while burying his face under his sleeves. He walked to him and kneeled," My Prince."

Jungkook kneeled and hugged his soul brother tightly. He cried without shame, knowing Yoongi would not judge his soft whimpers of pain.

Yoongi hugged him back, even patted his back but his ears were ringing with the final words his parents said to him, " Look after Jungkook till your last breath, our young warrior, we are proud of you."

~

Six years passed and Jungkook was sixteen years old now, a beautiful omega with hairs long enough until they rested on his shoulder. Skilled in weaponry, housework and balancing pups. He threw himself into chores after the death of his soul parents.

These six years forced Jungkook to be mature way before his age, his behaviours, his talks everything changes with time.

Yoongi was by his side as the King of Lunar appointed him as Prince Jungkook's guard to compensate for the death of his parents.

Yoongi hadn't asked much, just a request to serve the Prince as his guard and the King ratified.

Due to his job, Yoongi always happens to hear many rumours around him but the words he heard today left him terrified.

A maid in the courtroom was whispering to her friends about how the King of Hunaq proposed his wish to marry the Crown Prince. They whispered about how the King was 42 years old and wasn't an appropriate candidate for their crown prince as he was already married twice, Yoongi's head was turning in gears.

Hunaq pack. The owner of five rivers and the southern sea.

In twenty years of Yoongi's life, he had known how the head of Queen works. She must have requested the king to give her time for perceiving Jungkook's wish for the marriage. However, on the other hand, she must have ordered her ministers to look into the profit of the marriage.

Yoongi ran to Jungkook's chamber but stilled in steps when he found the Queen talking to Prince Jungkook in such sweetness, he had never heard before.

"We just have to visit the Hunaq pack. The King had requested our arrival on the occasion of his second wife's birthday. He wished to see my son as well, so would you come with us?" The Queen asked with a smile that raised goosebumps on Jungkook's nape.

He was looking down, knowing he doesn't have any choice other than to accept his mother's orders, he agreed," As you decide, Your Grace."

Her smile stretched into a glinting brightness," I will send the designed attire for you."

She left the chamber and soon after Yoongi arrived with alarming dark eyes," Don't go, Prince. It's a trap."

"It seemed so. What is it this time?"

~

The King of Hunaq welcomed the members of Lunar with overly sweet gifts that surrounded their chambers. Especially Jungkook's chamber.

Jungkook hasn't lifted his gaze after entering the palace, just following his mother and then Yoongi to his designated chamber. He hadn't paid any attention to the gifts around them, not even touching the ribbons that were made with white seals and pearls.

He was terrified beyond words, helpless beyond prayers yet he was holding his hope on his destiny.

He was unaware of how his mother was deciding his future just a room away from his chamber.

~

"I am still waiting for your answer, dear Queen." The King of Hunaq asked with a smile on his face, the man looked younger than his age, fitting the throne he was sitting on.

The Queen smiled back just as brightly, she looked around her. The palace screamed luxuries and a tremendous amount of gold," Well, we should not hold your answer any longer, I would like to inform-"

"My Apologies, King Humail. But I want the Queen to announce our decision in front of our son, only if you don't mind. I think it will be more appropriate to inform both of you at the same time." Seokjae interrupted the Queen's words.

Hyuna looked at her mate in distaste, about to oppose but smiled when King Humail nodded his head," Of course, it's only fair King Seokjae. After all, no omega should be married forcefully, according to the Royal decree."

Seokjae motioned his mate towards the exit door and both of them left the chamber.

"I want to ask the reason behind this disrespect!" Hyuna gritted her teeth in anger towards the king who ignored her and motioned her into Jungkook's chamber.

"I am asking again when his choice starts to matter to you? He will follow whatever we decide, that's my rule and you are going against it!"

Jungkook was alarmed on his toes when he saw his mother getting angry with her father.

"It's not about him." The king said but Hyuna was too angry to listen to anything.

"What happened, your grace?" Jungkook asked in his low voice.

"I was about to announce your marriage with King Humail but the king stopped me! Me! How disrespectful! And this is all because of you, I ask how does your choice matter in this!" The Queen shouted.

Jungkook's heart dropped to his feet. His eyes filled with unexplainable fear, no he doesn't want this marriage. Never wanted anybody other than his mate. But the last words of his mother left him speechless.

He looked at his father with his helpless eyes, his father had never laid a hand on him, unlike his mother. He never punished him, however, he never showed any love either. He just ignored Jungkook's presence with all his might.

Seokjae reverses his gaze when he finds Jungkook looking at him for help. But he decides to bite some more time.

"Jungkook, are you okay with this marriage?" Seokjae asked.

Hyuna flares his nostrils with anger and looks back at Jungkook. But this time Jungkook didn't lower his head, it was about his destiny, about his mate, someone he was waiting for so long. No matter what punishment he received after, he will not back down.

"No, father. I know whatever the Queen decides will be best for me and our pack but I would like to wait for my destined mate." He didn't stutter for a bit while saying his emotions yet his head was in a little bow.

"As if your mate would want to keep you! Your pathetic nature will divert him away, Mark my words!" Hyuna screeched in fury.

The words sting but Jungkook decides to not believe those words, Ajumeoni had said mates love each other, he had seen her bond with Ajusshi, he will be fine with his mate as well. Yeah. Just like Yoongi's parents.

The knock on the door disturbed Hyuna's cursing and the King opened the door, a guard was standing there with a scroll in his hand. He bowed to the king and gave that scroll to him.

The King closed the door and hurriedly opened the scroll, his eyes twitched while reading exactly what he had doubted," Haste always brings mistakes, Hyuna. See! I told you to investigate properly first." He handed the scroll over to Hyuna.

"This Kingdom is buried in debt. Everything is fake. I asked my fellow kings and just now, they converted my doubt into reality."

Hyuna gaped while reading the scroll, there were details of how much money the king of hunaq needs to pay off to certain packs. She burned with fury and called for guards, both of them leaving the chamber to confront king Humail.

Jungkook was standing there with sorrowful eyes, he doesn't know how he should feel right now.

Should he feel relief that his parents will call off the marriage soon or should he feel pain because the change of their mind doesn't occur because of his pleas but a piece of paper that held evidence of the king's debt.

Taehyung opened his eyes when he felt pressure on his fingers start growing towards his palms, he looked at the omega. Jungkook was nuzzling his nose into the palms of the King.

His nose was tracing the lines of his palm, barely touching with minimal pressure but the touch was there.

Jungkook moved forward unconsciously, now his face was resting on his palm softly while the fingers of the Alpha were touching the tip of his ear.

His lips parted in a little sigh, the hot breath fell across the small region of Alpha's wrist. Jungkook opened his eyes when he felt that overwhelming scent right under his nose.

His eyes were dull, illuminating blue orbs were staring at Taehyung with a kind of yearning that the Royal Alpha hadn't witnessed before.

With slow motions, he tried to retreat his hand but Jungkook was quick to hold his arm. The skin of Jungkook's hand felt like burning coal over his cold hand, coming off his fever was still high.

Jungkook hasn't broken off his gaze, he was still staring at his mate with the same sorrowful eyes, he knew the impact of the irresistible sandalwood scent will lull him to sleep again but as if Jungkook wants to be awake, he kept staring at Taehyung until a tear dropped from his wide restraining eyes.

The warm liquid found solace on Taehyung's wrist, it was burning over his skin. But he kept quiet, watching the omega who was tilting his head to look properly.

But Jungkook's surroundings were betraying him, the chamber was so calm that he kept forgetting his aching body, kept forgetting that his body was in the middle of his heat.

Keep forgetting that his Alpha will leave right after this. Jungkook finds himself thankful for forgetting everything because right at this moment nothing matters, feeling a little brave Jungkook starts caressing that cold skin with his thumb.

His gaze fell onto his thumb, the movement was too slow to be considered but his heart was leaping three to four heartbeats per moment, it was about to explode soon, he felt it due to his racing blood, could sense it in his throbbing veins.

He looked up again. Gasping for a little air when he found his mate looking back at him with blazing golden iris.

Jungkook stopped his movement and nudged the skin of the palm with his nose before closing his barely open eyes, leaving his hand to keep holding Taehyung's arm in the hope to see his Alpha again after his sleep.

A part of him was still afraid of being abandoned alone, he discovered.

Taehyung closed his eyes again, trying to focus where he left off, trying to ignore the warm touch burning over his wrist, trying to clear his mind which starts to fill with the images of a blue orb omega.

~

At the age of eighteen Jungkook found himself driven toward a different art... Music. His teacher gave him his first instrument to create the art of music... a flute.

His teacher had said, " The best music flourishes with emotions. Deeper emotions bring greater creations. One doesn't have to be a poet or a singer to understand the charisma of rhythm. Music runs in the air, breathes in sunlight, sleeps on the edges of tree leaves, awakes on sorrowful nights, but it never stops. Once you give music a room in your heart, it will never leave you, like a soulful companion, it will be by your side as your strength."

Jungkook, same as other tasks, learnt to tootle the flute surprisingly quicker than his teacher expected.

He gave Jungkook a task to make a tune of his own, a tune he never heard of, a tune that will be his first creation.

Sitting in the vast forest of Lunar, Jungkook was immersed in funnelling the flute with the soft blows of air. A month has passed since Jungkook discovered his first creation but something was still missing.

Yoongi was standing behind him, he couldn't help himself to speak when Jungkook stopped the music to drink a little water," You are playing this tune for a long while now. Why aren't you showing it to the scholar? I believe he will love it, it's soothing to the ears."

Jungkook shook his head, thinking deeply," Something is missing, hyung."

"What?"

"Words."

"I can play this tune but whenever I try to fill words into it, nothing comes into my mind. The rhythm didn't match the sharp turns of the flute. I came up with the lyrics of the second verse but the first verse.... It seems like I am not capable of filling it as if I am not the right person to do it." Jungkook said, looking at his flute with sad eyes.

"You are the creator, how come you don't know the words before blowing them into the flute?" Yoongi asked.

"I don't know, hyung. I can sing the second verse, would you please listen to it? If you approve, I will submit the second verse only." Jungkook looked at Yoongi with hopeful eyes.

Yoongi sat on the stone placed against him," Okay, I will listen."

Jungkook kept the flute on a higher rock and prepared himself for the second verse of the song.

The rustle of leaves became the music, the flowing water of the river became the instrument, it was producing the rhythms with each strike over small rocks.

Hiding behind the corner...I am watching you...

I'm here... Just behind....the moon

You searched the entire world for me... But didn't search in your own eyes...

I'm sitting... just under your lashes...

Let's go..somewhere beyond the time...

Far distant from here...

Listen, the one with melodious eyes, I will hear your eyes...

Please make me hear what your eyes... are telling to my eyes...

~

Taehyung cleared his vision, the urge to know more has diminished now. In place of calming the questions in his head, Jungkook's past made his mind more unsettled.

But why wasn't the Royal Alpha feeling disappointed? It's been the question of the century, why hasn't Taehyung found something vicious as he was assuming? On his utter failure, why isn't he feeling disappointed at being failed? Why was his anger still coaling inside him yet wasn't snapping at the omega?

What's stopping him?

What's the thing that resists his urge to kill the omega in his deep slumber?

It can't be Omega's innocence, loyalty and honesty.

Then what was it? The Royal Alpha needs to find it so that he could finish it before they bloom into future regrets.

Taehyunf freed his hand from the tight grasp of the omega and draped the cloak up to his neck. He stood up from the bed and went to the door.

Opening the door he found a bowl of herbs placed on the floor just the way he instructed Jimin. He lifts it and brings it inside the room.

The room was filled with overwhelming pheromones so he opened the light purple curtains of the windows. The breeze wasn't chilly tonight, it felt alleviating.

Taehyung treated the wound and wrapped it with a clean cloth after applying the herb. Due to his heat, the wolf seemed unable to heal the wound because it was still as fresh as before.

Taehyung disappeared and appeared in a moment with a bunch of books in his arms. He sat on the davenport with a heavy book on his lap and opened the first chapter to read.

As if he hadn't read someone's life in a span of three hours, as if he hadn't had an omega sleeping in the same room as him, Taehyung dismissed every thought floating around him.

~

Jungkook had feared this, had felt afraid of waking alone in his bed.

But when he opened his eyes, he was terrified. He figured out he wasn't laying on the bed. His feet weren't touching the ground but hovering over someone else's feet, there were arms around his bare waist which were holding him tightly against a hard chest.

His ears were listening to a calm thumping of heart just underneath it. He can feel his hands hugging someone closely.

He could sense water up to his navel. They were standing in between the pool of the bathhouse and his nose was sniffing a huge amount of sandalwood fragrance.

Wait....

He wasn't just sniffing but felt his face rubbing over that neck.

Jungkook stilled when he realised what he was doing, his wolf was scenting his mate unconsciously. He flushed red, holding his breath inside that he was about to exhale.

He pulled away a little but didn't lift his head to meet the eyes of the Royal Alpha. His feet, which were hovering over Taehyung's feet, finally brushed his skin.

Don't know for how long the Royal Alpha was hoisting him like that but as soon as his feet were placed over Taehyung's, the water level also increased. It came up to his ribs, wetting the upper cloth he was wearing.

The Royal Alpha was still clad in full clothes, thankfully, or Jungkook would have woven a thick veil to hide for eternity.

Everything was fine until he heard the voice of the Alpha and flinched to hug him more tightly. He was clinging to Taehyung's neck but the Royal Alpha still didn't throw mercy at him, his voice was now closer than before.

"Your fever wasn't drooping, I hope I haven't crossed any lines."

Jungkook shivered in goosebumps, his arms still looming around Alpha's neck as if they found a new home.

"No, you haven't. But it seems like my wolf lost his senses in between. Forgive me, Alpha."

Jungkook didn't hear any response at first. So he waited, quietly but when he didn't get any, he started feeling concerned. He barely tilted his head upwards and found the Royal Alpha looking so calm with closed eyes.

Is he sleeping?

The thought crossed Jungkook's mind because of the peaceful breaths that were falling on Jungkook's nose but then the hold around his waist was still tight.

Does Alpha always sleep with such awareness?

Jungkook was looking at the Royal Alpha with his big wandering eyes. He remembered Alpha sleeping with half-closed eyes, so he raised his head to look closely.

Their noses touched and that's when Taehyung opened his eyes.

💜💜💜💜💜💜💜.

Curtains of Mystery are about to fall.