"You thought you could get away with it, huh?"

Mei snarled angrily as he swiftly leaped back, holding his cheek that had deep gashed lined along them. The werewolf sat back on his haunches, staring at the blood dripping down onto the dirt angrily.

Seokjin stood and lowered his head. "As if I wouldn't notice the faint scent on Namjoon's skin the moment he returned from being gone for so long." He began rushing forward. "Your scent!"

"You think the ancestors would have allowed that?" Seokjin screeched, leaping and slamming his paws powerfully down Mei's stomach, scrambling in the dirt as he clawed down the male's spine, clamping his jaws down on the werewolf's leg until he tasted blood.

"What ancestors?" Mei howled in response. "You think they exist? Those fools?! We praise them yet they never dare to show their faces to us! They're the epitome of our false hope. Made up stories to tell to pups for them to behave!"

"Silence!"

Seokjin slammed his head to the side, banging his skull violently against Mei's. The werewolf grunted, growling throatily before swiping across the dirt and managing to claw down Seokjin's side, reopening old scars, ripping through flesh painful enough for him to momentarily stop to endure the burst of pain running along his body.

"You're just afraid," Seokjin growled out when Mei tried to tackle him, pinning the alpha to the ground, "you're just fucking afraid of them."

Mei's dark amber eyes smoldered with pure fury and Seokjin would've smirked if he was in his human form. "Because of how weak you are."

Mei slammed his front paw against Seokjin's shoulder, causing a gross snapping and crunching noise to emit from the area. Seokjin let out a loud yip, screaming out alarm cries that had the pack watching in tense silence. Their breaths were frozen, shoulders tense and bodies still as their alpha kicked Mei off, eyes glowing dark red.

He limped on his front leg, shaking his head. Bloody drops of saliva and sweat flew as he shook his pelt, and he looked up as the skies darkened.

Mei scoffed and his tail swept mockingly from side to side. "You know all of that," Mei laughed, "but you still don't know one thing? The most obvious of it all?"

Seokjin furrowed his eyes and tipped his head. "What?"

"I fucked that dumb human of yours," Mei let out a growling laugh, "I fucked him so good he would've never gone back to your stupid pack if those girls didn't find him first."

A tense, horrified silence filled the air. Taehyung, watching from above, shifted his gaze to stare at Jimin in shock. Jimin curled nervously into his mate's side and shook his head.

"He couldn't have," Jimin whispered. "Then Seokjin wouldn't have been able to mate him. At this point, Mei's just trying to provoke him."

Taehyung panicked. "He's going to kill Mei. We can't let that happen, Jimin—not during a Trial, if he does he'll—"

Seokjin's jaws found Mei's throat, and before Taehyung could even finish speaking, the horrid snapping noise that resonated around the Trial hall caused every wolf's blood to run cold.

He killed Mei.

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Namjoon was quietly laying under a blanket of warm furs, eyelids slightly hooded as the crackling fire besides him kept him nice and cozy until Seokjin came back.

It was getting late and Namjoon was slowly growing more and more impatient. Fortunately, his fever has shown signs of going down and Jisoo had deemed him well enough to be in a room by himself, but now Namjoon was lonely and horny, and he really, really wanted to feel Seokjin inside of him again, pumping him full of the alpha's warm cum and to feel the werewolf's lips on his skin, fingers touching every part of his body to the most sweetest of touches.

"Joonie?"

Namjoon groggily lifted his head, spotting Jimin who's adorable head was poking into the entrance.

"Jimin?" Namjoon mumbled sleepily, rubbing his eyes. "Is the thingy over?"

"The Trial?" Jimin asked, slipping into the den quietly. He settled besides Namjoon, rubbing his hands against Namjoon's and blinking expectantly. "Yeah, it's over..."

"Where's Seokjin?"

Jimin was quiet.

Namjoon furrowed his eyebrows and sat up slowly. "Jimin? Where's Seokjin?"

"He's out with Jisoo," He said quickly and Jimin curled up besides Namjoon, and Namjoon subconsciously laid back against Jimin's warmth, "it's, ah, tradition for the Alpha and Healer to go out and speak with the ancestors."

Namjoon blinked, a little taken aback, but he nodded anyways. He curled into Jimin's warm embrace, eyes closing slowly as he nuzzled into the omega's collarbone. He smelled like rosewater, and he was absolutely loving the way he smelled.

"You goin' to sleep, Joonie?" Jimin murmured, watching as Namjoon's eyelids drooped and continuously closed and opened, as if the adorable male was fighting back the sleep threatening to consume him.

"Yeah..." Namjoon accepted defeat and closed his eyes, sighing. "Tell Seokie to hurry up and come home..."

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