⚠ Some scenes are more adultlike in this chapter to depict those feelings that can't be otherwise described.⚠
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Jin sat in his meeting room with his beloved queen. He smiled charmingly at her. They were in love and very happy, she sat next to him, the epitome of regality and poise. She had white porcelain skin, naturally white hair that flowed in wavy locks down to her knees. She had a slender face and a sharp jawline. Her eyes were fringed with long lashes that beheld her captivating ocean green eyes. She was delicate and poise but every bit the leader. A perfect match for the King who was humble and just.

He'd met her while traveling in the forest one day and had become completely enamored at once. This union of theirs was one of love but had as perhaps mother nature had planned, been one that would strengthen the bonds of different races. That was happening alot recently and King Jin was happy. He wanted to improve the lives of all that lived in Concordia. The wolves had suffered the greatest, albeit they don't talk about it but in truth they had almost lost an entire tribe in the war. The Pixies, Fealies and other beings had felt the after effects of the war greatly as well.
Woods and forests, the natural habitat for Pixies and Fealies had been vandalized and burned down. It took ten years to rebuild the foliage and trees back in the affected areas and some work still was pending. He wished to provide more than cabins for the wolves, he felt as if it were refugee camps for them. He wanted them to live properly and comfortably.

A couple of years ago when Jin had been out inspecting the newly resurrected forests, was when he had experienced the greatest delight of finding his wife.
She sat on a rock wedged in the stream and was trying to coax a baby pixie to come out from the rushes.
Their eyes met and an understanding had passed. He fell for her good heart and steady mind. After a year of meeting and courting her had they married. Now marries for twelve years they still had every bit the interest and love as they in the beginning.

They currently sat awaiting their guest in his boudoir. He nuzzled her neck and kissed her temple, holding her hand gently Jin placed a kiss on her knuckles. "I hope this meeting will be bried my queen, I have more pressing matters I wish to see to", he said winking at her, his voice like honey. She shyly glanced away so as to regain her composure and said, "my handsome King, our honored guest would never call for such a meeting should it be trifle, we must hear what he has to say and make a decision if required, and then I shall be yours only come nightfall," she said pacifying the King who pouted in mock annoyance. "My queen, all mine!" His voice gruff with desire.

"It's good to see that love treats you two well your highnesses," came the steady peaceful voice of King Yoongi.

"My good King, please do not call me highness, my ruling time as King is a mere fleeting second next to the life of the great Fealie and further more I am merely acting out the role that fate has placed me in." Said Jin humbly.
"Please be seated and accept our apologies for not being alerted of your entry sooner," came the voice of the queen.

"Love should not be appologised for, and neither is it something to be shy off, great queen of the human race and Pixies."
King Jin had winked at her once more and flashed her a mischievous grin as if saying, you see. She swatted his arm and turned to face the King of Fealies.

The room they were seated in was at the third floor and thus had granted them a lovely view of the mountains and forests. A cold wind had blown through, at that altitude, causing the drapes to wistfully dance.
"Speaking of love, I have come with news that the wolves shall meet their mates very soon. Stability will once again take form." Said King Yoongi, bringing good news to the King of Concordia.
"I have spoken to you, the entirety of the prophecy, however, I am yet to present it to the wolves" said the Fealie King cryptically. "Well whyever not? It is about them and they should know the entire prophecy. This will look unfair and bias. They aren't aware and yet you have come here. What could be more important than this!?" Jin had seemed ruffled by this admission.

Yoongi had blinked and looked at the human King, with hazy hooded eyes he said "the work of Fealies is to help and guide the rest of the world, a prophecy must be conveyed at a very specific and correct point in time. Done before; and it can ruin things. People will only try to change fate or worse sink further into grief." The words of the Fealie King had weight. He remembered the thoughts that ran through Hoesoeks mind at the meeting they had.
"I cannot guide nor aid any being if I am too early or tardy. The wolves would understand, in time. Wounded by the effects of the war, this prophecy is a delicate matter. Just the other day we had conveyed the necessary parts to them and it was not taken well." Jin curious, had asked, " What happened? I thought they'd be relived."
The queen glanced affectionately at Jin in a way that bespoke of his innocence despite wanting good for everyone.

"After years of solitude the wolves had met my prophecy with solid silence and that was enough to tell me, that had I went on, they all would panick and be put into distress. This brought memories of theirs, that they had forgotten. This prophecy promised them things they are too scared to want. They don't realize that their race will perish if they continue like this."

"Well have you mentioned that to them?" The queen asked, concern etched onto her features. "I chose not to, most of them have not so much as seen a woman in real life much less heard of one. Putting this much pressure and responsibility on them now, would only be unfair. Let the leader of the ether tribe rise once again and I shall explain the entirety of this prophecy, once and for all to them," said Yoongi solemnly.

"Its time for me to leave, I have merely come to alert the King that a few weddings and new beginnings shall occur very soon. Oh and -" just then the door banged open and a women stood wide eyed, King Yoongi turned in his chair and glanced at the governess who stood their looking frantic, "Forgive me my King , my Queen; an urgent letter had been recieved a few minutes ago, the lady Dawn is missing! Ah, my King" she delivered a late curtsey to King Yoongi, overwhelmed as she was.
"Ah yes, thats about right, you should try the northern entrance to the mountain, take the fastest horse" said the Fealie to the governess. She bowed and hurried out of the room.
"My work here is done," said the Fealie under his breath. " Lady Dawn? -" began King Jin, "- she is where she should be, she should meet her mate soon enough. Everyone will meet who they are destined to meet at the right time."
With that Yoongi had nodded in acknowledgement leaving the room in a flurry of robes and with a puzzled King and and curious Queen. "This will be interesting" she said smiling at her husband.

Outside the earth wolves cabin:

Fealie Tae stood majestical, a boxy grin on his beautiful face, "Soon enough things will make more sense, I promise, for now I urge all of you to follow your sixth sense or in some cases scent," he said smiling softly. "We shall meet again soon, and all will be well once more... until then-" he waved his hand and a sparkly blue light emitted from his palm and fell over the cabin. "That should help with the sound" he said and turned to leave.

Everyone looked dazed and perplexed. Namjoon the fasted to catch on cleared his throat and decided that it was best to leave. The other tribes had followed suit and soon just the earth tribe members were left.
Dawn stood clinging to Jimins arm. He growled low in his throat and looked at her hungrily.

"You'rrrrrrreeee heeeeeeerrrrreeeeeeee"
Sang Jungkook, in a screechingly hyper pitch. "Welcome home!!!!" He exclaimed, his arms spread out wide in show of all that around them. Hoesoek rolled his eyes and shook his head, "it's cold Jimin, bring her inside, its warmer. Her body temperature might not acclimate to the cold well enough as yours." Said Hoesoek evenly. "The pack can meet her properly later, its best to see to one thing at a time" said Arron, an omega that Jimin was good wolves with. Jimin nodded in understanding, "- oh I am Dawn" said Jimins mate, sticking her hand out to shake it with Hoesoek and Arron, so as to formally introduce herself. Jimin growled louder and pulled her flush against him. He shook his head and she understood. "As a form of respect, we do not touch any females other than our mates, lest someone is hurt or in danger, but that's very rare and if they are mated it would be their fated one that saves them. So that rules anyone else out. Please do not take offense" Hoesoek explained.
"That's fair and noble" said Dawn smiling kindly to them. Jungkook still bounced on the tips of his toes in excitement, his face beaming with joy. All of them had went into the house, Jimin had taken Dawn straight to his room, the door securely barred.
He took his shirt off, his broad shoulders on display for her eyes, he turned around looking questioningly at her "Mate...." he drawled out, his voice full of intention that she wasn't lost to.
She hesitated for a second her eyes roving all over him until they dropped down just below his navel, she hiccoughed and her breathing turned shallow and rapid. He cocked an eyebrow up at her expectantly and gave her a saucy smile. He padded toward her slowly, giving her time to take him in fully. His eyes glowed a sharp blue, clear as the sky in summer. He pushed her onto the bed his hands and knees caging her in. She whimpered and mewled looking up at him. She felt safe and warm but at the same time a thrill ran through her, making her shiver and anticipate his next move. His sniffed her hair and his eyes turned a warm yellow. He nuzzled her neck and she turned her face to the side, next thing she felt was a sharp heat, he bit her neck, sunk his teeth into the nape of her neck. She moaned in heat as he licked it and then peppered kisses over it. "Now you're marked and everyone will know you are mine" he said huskily. She turned her bright eyes to face him and licked her lips. " I want your scent mixed with mine..." she said, eyes hazy with pleasure.

Hwans turf later that day:
"How do you think the rest of us will find our mates?" Asked the beta of the fire tribe, "Mother nature, has some wonderous ways Blaze" said Hwan. "If she could put Jimins mate in his life, she can do so for us as well. Perhaps all that was needed was time..." Hwan stared out at the mountains that surrounded them in interest, almost as he'd find his mate hiding there. "Perhaps its safe to shift again into our wolves...." he looked hopeful.

After the war, the wolves had made a unanimous decision to never shift again into their wolf form. This was to prevent further onslaught and hate. They were distraught and upset. They lived similar to humans and decided to keep it that way. They were alive and that was all that mattered to them. Suppressing their inner self, that sacrifice was great and for the humans, the same race that caused their downfall. Noble and brave were the wolves. Mother nature had granted them time to lick their wounds and recuperate, but now, the time had risen for them to live freely and fully, much the same way King Jin had wished for them to be.

Namjoons turf:

Governess Olivia rode fast on the horse that she mounted. In a rush to find Dawn, she chose the first horse she found that the stable boy pointed as fast. What she didn't hear him say was fast and unstable. The horse was an old war horse and had developed a temperament that was unstable. He would buck and kick at any random point. He would run so many meters before doing so. She had managed to get half way up the entrance to the mountain. The peak was low and easy to climb. This entrance was safest since it allowed the trekker or rider to gain access steadily and easily. The other sides where too high to even think of climbing. This entrance had started of as a bank that led to a hilly and rocky path that gradually got steeper.
"Woaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!" Came her scream, piercing the silent cold air. The horse seemed now was a good time to drop his cargo off and leave, and had tipped Olivia forward, sending her like a projectile off into the air, a few feet above the ground.

Namjoon stood outside, he felt upset after this morning, he was not jealous, how could he be, that was not his mate. He felt awkward in his own skin. "Was it the breakfast Alfred made?" He managed to make toast as soft as the mountain rocks and scrambled eggs that you had to crunch. In the process he could have sworn he felt his teeth crack.
He rubbed his chest unconsciously.
"He'll kill us one day, perhaps I'll ask Tobius to swap duties with him..." he thought. "Alpha?" Came the tentative voice of Alfred, "L-lunch is made, I attempted a stew and made loaf of whole wheat bread" he said unsure of himself, "uhh no, no thanks Alfred, I am not very hungry yet" said Namjoon carefully. He didn't want to upset Alfred's feelings. He tried his best to help and make the members feel more of a pack. He craved having the closeness of family quite badly since the war. As a pup, he was a a few days old when the war ended. He wouldn't stop howling and crying. It took Namjoon rocking him and placing him by a warm fire place and humming him a lullaby that his mother sang to him, to get Alfred to drift off onto sleep.
He practically raised Alfred, he'd never say anything to upset him.

Namjoon was pulled out of his thoughts when he heard a blood curdling scream from afar. His wolf ears could detect it from a distance. He heard it again, more urgent than before, his heart pounded and anxiety and fear ran through his veins. His breathing became choppy and without thinking a second he broke into a run in the direction of the distressed cries.

Olivia's life flashed in front of her eyes. Too many thoughts had sped through her mind for her to have a single coherent thought. She landed with a thump, and went rolling off a steep part of the mountain, bruising her forehead in the process. She was weak and too exhausted to do anything, she'd pass out here in this desolate part of the mountain, she was sure of it. Her vision gradually became hazy and blurr, she noticed a blackish-brown streak, a fuzzy looking blur. Was is coming toward her? Oh, she didn't have the energy for this. She groaned and turned on her side.

Namjoon dashed towards the bundle that lay on the ground. His heart ached, almost as if he didn't get there on time, he would die. His paws thudded against the ground and he leaped over a hill landing right in front of the unconscious woman. His sniffed her to check if she was alive. He placed a paw on her shoulder - "huh when had I shifted?"
In the panicked hurry that he was in, must not have noticed shifting. He'd ponder over this later, he shifted back and placed his ear near her mouth, she was breathing, thank God. He turned her on her back and assessed for any breakage of bones or cuts. "None, thank heavens", then he noticed the bruise on her forehead. That made him mad for some reason. His eyes glowed and a growl broke free from his chest, he mumbled incoherently and he moved to gather her up in his arms. His strong, broad square shoulders supported by his thick triceps and biceps, made holding her a peice of cake. A joy actually. She was so petite and tiny. It felt like - "carrying a twig... who are you, beautiful lady?" He thought as he walked back to his cabin. Having great hearing and otherworldly strength had allowed him to save this beauty from deaths jaws. She was magnificent, despite her current form. She hung limp in his arms, her hair now scattered and sprawled by the rough experience. She had angelic features, her rosebud lips, pouted and her her eyes were shut flush, her eyelashes fanning out to rest on her face.
" I wonder what colour her eyes are" he thought to himself as he trekked back up. "Her lips look like it will be sweet, maybe they'd taste like peaches, no wild berries... perhaps like caramel?..." he shook his head, what was he doing, what was he thinking. She would probably hightail from this place when she realises he's a shifter. He'll take her home and tend to that bruise and then from there, decide further on what needed to be done. That's all! But somehow not seeing her again after this made his upset. He whined to himself low and sad.

He reached his tribes cabin and walked into the meeting area that was currently empty. The others where probably busy with preparation for spring among other tasks, he couldn't think clearly now.
Gently placing her on a futon couch he turned to get some warm water and a cloth. He cleaned her wound and applied a salve that the Fealies had given him for cuts and bruises. He turned to the opposite side of the room and lit a fire in the hearth. She was lying there in the cold, he couldn't let her temperature drop. After that he left to get some water and for to drink but stopped short in the kitchen, "perhaps a cup of tea would warm her better?.... Best to have both I guess" he shrugged. He placed the kettle on the hook in the dutch oven and left it to boil.
He prepared a tray with a glass of water and some napkins, though he didn't know why. His fingers moved without thinking. Mild panick still running circles in his his stomach, but that's when he heard a similar scream to that of the one he heard earlier. A loud shriek resonated in the meeting room. A girlish scream that missed a few short octaves from shattering the glass panes of the windows.
He rushed into the room worried, to find the lady sitting up in alarm, fear etched on her face, he didn't like seeing her afraid on his turf for some reason. It made him feel incompetent.
Alfred stood at other end, "ah, that's the noise," he looked frantic and frenzied. His voice hoarse, he pointed in the direction of the lady, eyes wide as saucers his hand shaking. He whimpered and fumbled before going completely silent. That silence made the room thick with anticipation, he broke into a run exiting the cabin, his shrill screams following behind him once more.
The woman turned to look at Namjoon, her hazel eyes full with question now that the commotion let itself out. "Hows your head?" Namjoon asked, his voice soft with concern.

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Jimins room:
Jimin entered into his mate tenderly, so as to not hurt her. Her eyes rolled in pleasure, her chest arched, he kissed her jawline, and whispered "Mine! All mine!" As he slammed in. Making her mouth exclaim open wide, she bit her lip shut her eyes tight, taking him in stride. "God you're gooooooodd", she moaned. He leaned forward and bit her shoulder, scraping his teeth over her collar bone and gently sulking at her pulse point.
She exclaimed out in pleasure and gripped his back. Her nails sank in as he dove deeper into her. He angled his hips and ground in and out of her in a rhythmic motion that just watching made her go mad with pleasure. "Aaaaahhhh" she bit her lip again and clung to him, this time holding him in an embrace as he quickened his pace, making them jerk in a motion that increased the waves of pleasure running through her. He took the lead, all she could do was hold on and take it all. It was all too much but too little all at once. She wanted to be closer to him while pushing him away. He was just wonderful. An alpha of her mind, body and soul. She kissed his bicep and shoulder, her hungry eyes narrowing with greed and pleasure, his eyes glowed a deep purple and he growled low and threatening as if to say if she continued that, he'd - well he didn't know what.
She felt amazing Dawn, everything came naturally to him for a newbie in the art of love. He new he should let her lead and meet him half way but he couldn't stop. He was not dominating her in a bad way or condescending way, he just had this feeling, an urge as if he had to mark her, her words had made him mad, an animal like side had taken over and it seems like he'd only stop when he reached- "Mmnnnnfff arrrrgg!" His movements became choppy and rigid. He arched his back and slammed one last time in her before branding her with his seed. She glowed, her face lit up. A warm smile played on her lips her eyes closed in content pleasure. She opened them smiling at him saying "I feel content, like I am complete. " He nuzzled her neck, too overcome with emotion to say anything at the moment. But words weren't needed, their minds were in sync. He felt the same. At peace. He rolled off her and lay down on his side. She shivered the cold now hitting her, he sat up in concern, his eyes met hers and then is glowed and changed to a golden colour. Next thing she knew he had shifted into a snowy white wolf, he curled up next to her, his tail lay protectively across her stomach. His fur was better than any quilt or blanket she'd known. He was warm and fluffy. She cuddled closer to him and fell asleep. A soft smile on her face. She drifted off into a peaceful sleep. A couple of hours later, Jimin had woken up when something fuzzy tickeled his nose. He opened his eyes shifting back into his human form, only to find a white and grey wolf curled up next to him. He sat up in alarm, where his mate fell asleep now slept a fluffy grey Dawn.

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A/n: To all that read the story thus far and this chapter, thank you for your time.
This chapter had some adult scenes and I appologise to all who felt uncomfortable, I did add a warning before the chapter began.
All pictures found on pinterest and credit to the exceptional artists who made them.
Looking forward to working on chapter 5. See you soon there ♥.