Violet

Characters , Part 1 , Part 2 , Part 3 , Part 4 , Part 5 , Part 6, Part 7 , Part 8 , Part 9

Genre: A/B/O, Poly BTS and Reader

Warnings: angst, eventual smut, slow burn, fluff, polyamorous relationship, sexual themes, omegaspace.

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As always, my works do not represent BTS in any way, this is purely a work of fiction.

*Talking through mate bond

I’ve been taking my time going through my notes and adjusting where I want the story to go, so enjoy the first part of this chapter!

Part 9

Y/N’s POV

Laying in the nest with Jimin and Jin brings a sense of comfort I haven’t felt in a long time. The time passes quickly, surrounded in a haze of happy pheromones. The noises downstairs quieted, eyelids feeling heavy.

“You don’t have to fight sleep, you were up late last night, and early to prepare the brunch. The storm will take a couple of days to pass at least, you’re not needed anywhere else. Sleep Jagi” Jin whispered, caressing my hair.

Jimin curls his body closer to mine, the heat of his body like a song lulling me into sleep. No matter how hard I fight, I can’t win this battle.

Jin’s POV

Watching her give into her sleep soothes my Omega instincts.

“It feels like a dream, having her here, holding her like this” Jimin whispers, eyes glassy with emotion.

“She’s been through so much, and we owe everything to Jisoo. Without her and her pack, who knows where should would have ended up.” I whisper, brokenly.

The silence filled with her slow breathing, her scent soaking into the nest. Jimin soon follows her, sleeping soundly cuddled up to our final mate.

Is she asleep? Namjoon’s voice floats into my head, careful not to break the serene feeling of the nest.

She is, Jimin too I reply, my eyes trailing over her face, committing every flutter of her lashes and twitch of her nose to memory.

Was she upset she had to stay? Was she mad at me? Namjoon questioned, his nerves shooting through the bond.

She isn’t happy, but she’s also not mad, she’s trying to push us away. She believed a lie for so long that it’s hard for her to accept the truth. I reply, Give her time Joonie

I sigh, moving closer to her and Jimin, breathing in her apple and cinnamon scent mixing with Jimin’s orange blossom and lilac. Not liking how faint my scent is on her, I run my wrists along her throat, careful not to wake her. When my Omega is more settled I close my eyes, breathing in the scent of a complete pack and curling around my Omegas.

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Yoongi is the first to pull away, running his tongue along his mark a soft purring sound coming from his chest, making me giggle.

“Why the giggle, little one” Hoseok’s voice comes from behind me.

“I didn’t think a fox could purr” I muse, letting out a soft sigh as Namjoon finally begins to soothe his mark. The emotions roaring through the bond become overwhelming, the faint ones from the pack I haven’t bonded with filled with sadness.

“I’m sorry” I whisper, feeling shame for not being able to handle all of their marks at once, like a normal hybrid.

There’s shifting around me, hands gripping my hips and flipping me onto my stomach. Several growls ringing out. My mind freezes, throwing me back to the cages until a bite is felt on my ass. My train of thought stops, the mouth staying latched on until I calm down.

“I can sense where your head is going, now that I’m halfway bonded to you” Namjoon says, his voice a few octaves lower showing his animal slipping into control.

“We don’t tolerate that kind of talk or thoughts about ourselves. You are our mate, which puts us in charge of all aspects of you. If you start to act poorly, talk poorly, or even think poorly of yourself, we will step in and remind you not to” He continues, scents becoming heavier, muskier than before.

“Do you want to know what happens when one of us does this?” Yoongi whispers into my ear, pushing his weight onto my side.

Nervous, I glance up at the closest face. Jimin. His face is flushed and his bottom lip is between his teeth as he nods his head yes.

“S-sure” I whisper, feeling my body begin to heat.

“Well, let’s start with Jimin, who was so kind to tell you to say yes” Namjoon declares, “go on Minnie, share”

Jimin’s eyes widen like saucers, stuttering “ Y-you want m-me to tell her?” he squeaks out, embarrassed.

“Yes, share with her how we remind you not to be so hard on yourself, all 3 ways”

Jimin takes a deep breath, “I, um, I like being, um spanked?”

“Is that a question?” Hoseok says, settled behind him with his hands on his waist, squeezing him.

“No” Jimin whispers, gulping and squeezing his eyes shut, “I get spanked, to remind me that I shouldn’t be hurting myself mentally, physical or emotionally” he rushed out.

“And” Namjoon prompts

“You want me to really tell her??” Jimin breathes out, his scent shifting from embarrassment to the heavy musk again as Namjoon nods, hands pulling me up to sit face to face with Jimin.

“Okay, um, these things are to remind me that my pack cares for me, and ultimately if I can’t decide to keep myself mentally, physically, and emotionally healthy, they will. And if I start to slip, they push my animal and human emotions into a submission in reminder of it. We came to the realization early on that, um, for me personally, spanking, edging, and…” he trails of glancing at me, “ and, being watched is the most effective.”

My eyebrows furrow, “watched?”

“I get, um, watched by the pack, it really depends on what happened but if I am talking bad about my appearance then the pack would”

He’s cut off by Jin, “when he started this, we stripped him completely naked for our 4 day break, no clothes the entire time so we could admire him.”

“At first it was extremely embarrassing” but then it became, well, not. They would touch me casually, and tell me what they loved, and I began to embrace my body. At the end of the 4 days, my mindset had changed.”

“Oh” I said, my mind reeling with the new information. Feeling embarrassed with where my mind turned at first.

“The way you’re thinking too, Jimin’s an exhibitionist normally, so we usually play into those kinks.” Taehyung joked, causing Jimin to flush again.

“Everyone has these things, but you don’t yet, can we try a few over the course of the next few months to figure out what your limits are for punishment or reprimands from the pack?” Namjoon asked, leaving room for me to deny.

“I’d like to try, all of my memories are filled with such negative connections to punishment, I think I’d like positive ones for once” I agree softly, causing purrs and chuffs to sound out.

I’m slowly pushed back down to my stomach, my face laying on Jimin’s thighs. I am surrounded by the musk, the heaviest it’s been, as I let out an unconscious bleat. The packs intake of breaths cause my sound to stop and my eyes to open. Hands find my hair to encourage the sound again.

“You must be overwhelmed by Jimin’s scent, huh” Jin murmurs, “he’s turned on, that’s what you’re smelling, it makes sense that would cause you to bleat”

“Are you ready? Can I take these off?” Namjoon vocalizes over the packs sounds, pulling at my pants “ I’ll leave your underwear on this time, to make you more comfortable”

“Okay” I whisper, bracing myself with nerves

“We can stop at any time, but we can’t have you looking down on yourself, even if this doesn’t work” Namjoon reassures me. I nod and try to turn my face into Jimin’s lap, stopping when I feel hands on my chin. Yoongi shakes his head, ‘No hiding’ he mouths.

I’m not prepared when the first swat comes, the sting that happens isn’t like my previous punishments. Maybe because I’m surrounded by my pack, maybe because Namjoon immediately rubs where he hit, or maybe, because part of me liked it.

A/N: I’m back, I moved countries, and then two more big moves after. I hadn’t been in the mood to write but am back now! Let me know what you think!

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Waking after an episode is always strange. Trying to figure out if I am waking up or still dreaming. Reality sometimes being worse than the dreams, the nightmares. Opening my eyes I am met with mainly animal forms, their bodies caging Taehyung and me in the center. The heat their bodies are producing kept the haze covering my mind in place. Taehyung is nuzzling into his mark on my neck, occasionally soothing it with his tongue and sending sparks through my body. My mind begins to wander, the safety of a den that used to be a dream. The tail around my ankle tightens, pulling my leg towards them. I glance up and lock eyes with Hoseok. He stands, slow and predator like, moving to lay partially on me. His tongue finding my scent gland, testing the emotions.

“I’m okay” I whisper, causing him to growl lowly, disagreeing with my statement. His growl alerted Namjoon, pulling him from sleep. He shifted, my eyes trailing along the expanse of his chest. My face heating up, praying no one noticed my eyes starting to drift lower. I snap my gaze up to the ceiling, eliciting a small chuckle from him as the sound of shuffling clothing begins. He crawls over to me in a pair of loose sweats, no top. My blush intensifies as he switches places with Hoseok. His body is warm as he pulls me flush against him. His nose running along my temple and down my cheek.

“Beautiful” his breath fans across my cheek, causing me to let out a soft whine as I try to hide in his neck.

“Morning, Jagi” he whispers, leaving a train of kisses along my face and down my neck.

“Mm” I hum, relaxing in his hold. Taehyung shifts behind me, noticing that I’m not curled into him anymore. His eyes dart around until they land on Namjoon cradling me in his arms. His body relaxes as he raises off the bed and heads to the bathroom. Namjoon pulls my chin towards him, demanding my attention silently. His eyes locked on my lips, I watch as he pulls his between his teeth. He makes up his mind, releasing his lip and surging forward to capture mine between his. My brain stops at the feeling of his plush lips consuming mine. The kiss that started off with an urgency, slowed down to a sweet and soft kiss. He let me lead, tentatively as I began to lose myself. My hands resting on his chest, feeling his smooth skin, as the need for air becomes too much and we pull away reluctantly. The emotion in his eyes is overwhelming.

“Wanna make you ours” he whispered, his eyes flickering between his and his animals eyes. My eyebrows furrow, confusion leaking out in my scent.

“I’m already yours though” I whispered, a smile breaking out onto his face.

“Wanna mark you, too” he admitted, his face flushing. I tilt my head back giving him full access to my neck. His sharp intake of breath has me freezing, head moving back to look at him until his body cages mine against the mattress.

“Tell me what you want, doe” his voice rough with authority.

“Mark me, please” I whimper, hearing the shuffling of covers as the rest of the pack watches.

“Just me?” He asks, giving me the choice.

“All” I whisper, eyes darting to the rest of the pack, my mark from Taehyung thrumming with the packs mixed emotions.

“Two for now, yeah? Gotta go slow, don’t want to trigger your heat too soon.” Namjoon’s soft voice brings my eyes back to his. I nod, reaching up and pushing some stray hair back out of his face.

“Who else, baby” He asks the impossible question, causing me to start to panic at the thought of choosing.

“Close your eyes baby, we will come to you. Your animal will know”

I let my eyes flutter closed, feeling the bed shift as the rest of the pack shifts and dressed quickly. Hands caressing my arms and face, pushing their scents for my animal to choose. My hand reached out and grabs the most appealing scent, a sense of safety attached to it. Opening my eyes, I am met with Yoongi’s gummy smile.

The rest of the pack moves back, letting Namjoon and Yoongi settle around me. My mind drifts back to yesterday when Yoongi and Namjoon brought me back from my altered state, knowing my animal chose what I needed. Their bodies pressed up against mine, mouths exploring my neck. I brace for pain as I feel teeth scraping. Yoongi pauses, murmuring for me to relax, but it’s not helping. I feel hands resting on my legs, the rest of the pack offering silent support. Yoongi leans further into me, pulling Namjoon down with him. The combined scents and weight causes my body to finally sink down into the mattress. Their open mouth kisses becoming more focused, finding where to mark. The pain that came with Taehyung’s mark is doubled with them clamping down at the same time. The emotions come rushing in faster, the bond securing in place. They stay locked on longer than Taehyung, before releasing my neck and soothing the wounds.

A breath being released from the rest of the pack as my scent remains calm, with a hint of something new.

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Genre: A/B/O, Poly BTS and Reader

Warnings: angst, eventual smut, slow burn, fluff, polyamorous relationship, sexual themes, omegaspace.

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Part 8

Entering their housing, I am hit with all of their scents at once. It becomes overwhelming causing me to falter in my step, Hoseok running into me from behind and immediately grabbing ahold of my body to steady me.

"Hoseok, go get Yoongi and Jin before they become soaked" Namjoon said, directing Hoseok back out the door he just entered. As he leaves there are a thudding footsteps running from somewhere in the house. Jungkook and Taehyung peak around the corner, their faces brightening once they see me. Taehyung stepped forward to help me out of my jacket, that was now soaked, and shoes.

"Jimin was right, he could smell you" Taehyung beamed, "He insisted on fixing his nest"

"That wasn't necessary" I begin, waving my hands in front of me.

"Nonsense, Jisoo warned us that the storm was coming in hard and how it was going to delay us as well as lock us in for a few days" Jungkook shrugged, causing me to dart my eyes to Namjoon, narrowing them.

"Uh, you weren't going to make it home?" Namjoon tries to reassure me but his statement sounded more like a question the further in he got.

"Y/N! Come see our nest!" Jimin said, appearing behind the two in the doorway, flushed from the rush to finish and get to me. He grabbed my arm gently and guided me up the stairs, their scents becoming stronger the further into the house we go. Jimin came to a stop in front of a large door, where their scent was the strongest. He turned to me, looking shy as he slowly opened the door, watching my reaction the nest. In the middle of the room the mattress had been pulled from the bed. There were two more mattresses next to it, all covered with fluffy blankets and surrounded by high pillow walls.

"We bring nesting material everywhere we go, like a travel set that can be put into space saving bags. I- would you- um, can we nest?" Jimin stuttered.

"I don't know if thats a good idea" I say, not taking my eyes off of his nest. It was the biggest nest I had ever seen, with special blankets and pillows for omegas. I heard Jimin whine, making it hard to avoid looking at him.

"Please" he whimpered, causing my resolve to break.

"Only for a little, I can't stay here forever." I say, feeling Jimin join our hands and together as he lead me to the nest. He slowly got in, pulling me into the nest with such force I fell on top of him. He giggled, looking ethereal in the low lights of the room. I'm frozen, staring at him in awe, being thrown back to the first time I saw him.

"Hi" he whispered, staring down at me with a small smile. His instincts calling for him to nuzzle his nose in my neck. The sounds downstairs drowned out by the ambiance in the nest. His eyes fully captivating me. His cheeks flushing the longer I stare.

"I've missed you" He whispered, causing my stomach to stir.

"I-" I paused, not knowing what to say.

"It's okay, you don't have to say anything, I know you were and are still hurt. I know it will take some time to trust us again, to believe what we have told you." Jimin murmurs, crestfallen.

"I want to, so badly, to believe you. To trust you" I respond, my heart squeezing. His hand cups my face, causing me to freeze as my eyes widen with his actions.

"We will show you, prove ourselves to you." Jimin said, determination shining through his eyes. His face leaning close to rest his forehead against mine. My thoughts become cloudy with his heady scent, mixing with the scented nest. The pull to him the strongest I have ever felt. My eyes fluttering closed, relaxing into his hold. I feel his breath fanning against my face as he moves to place a kiss on my cheek, a shamelessly loud whimper escaping me. Being close to him, in his nest, surrounded by the security that comes from nesting with another omega, brings forth a headspace so close to omegaspace, but so different.

The door opening causing my eyes to open, glancing over Jimin to lock eyes with Seokjin. Shame filling me with how I acted in the pack house. I avert my eyes, not wanting to fully return from the safety Jimin's scent has put me in. Jimin chirps, recognizing the scent of the Pack Omega. Jin closes the door behind him, walking closer to the bed with a tray full of the food we just made.

"Everyone has been ordered to stay inside until the storm is over, so I brought our food back. Joon said we had a couple of hungry omegas nesting up here. Can I join?" His eyes hopefull, but tone leaving room to deny him. Jimin pulled away from me, making me feel cold.

"It's up to you, baby. Wanna invite him in?" Jimin questions.

"It's his nest" I murmur, pulling my legs to my chest.

"None of that, it's our nest. If you don't feel comfortable, he will understand" Jimin reassures me, Jin giving me a sad smile but agreeing nonetheless.

"You can join, I don't mind" I whisper, moving over to allow him to climb in.

"I'm sorry" Jin whispers, "Yoongi and I didn't mean to push"

"It's okay, I just got in my head" I responder

"She's trying, right, Jagi?" Jimin says, leaning closer until his arm brushes mine as I nod.

"Trying?" Jin repeats, confused.

"Trying to learn to trust us." Jimin confirms, spreading warmth throughout my body and making me blush, embarrassed.

"That's all we can ask, beautiful" Jin says with happiness as he settles on my other side, "Will you oblige me and allow me to feed you some?" Jin directs his question at me.

I furrow my eyebrows, unsure if I should let him. I wasn't a pup, nor was I his omega. My mind straying to the last time they fed me.

"He wants to show he can care for you" Jimin whispered in my ear, nudging his shoulder against mine.

"If you really want to, I know instincts are hard to push off in a nest" I muttered the last part, referencing my small moment with Jimin.

Jin smiles with a hum, grabbing some chopsticks and begins to feed both Jimin and me. My face flushes with us sharing chopsticks, the indirect kiss. The rest of the pack begin to get loud as we finish eating, the tray being placed at the end of the bed.

"I should leave soon" I break the silence.

"Good luck getting past Namjoon" Jimin snorts, causing me to tense. Were they going to keep me here if I wanted to leave? Jin saw the panic on my face and rushed to soothe me.

"Namjoon won't let you leave in this storm, it's too dangerous. Even if we didn't know you and it was just some random person stuck with us. His alpha instincts won't let you leave with the knowledge you will get hurt on your way home." Jin clarified.

"I am in your space though, your nest. I can't just stay." I deny, trying to get up. Jimin's arms wind around my waist, pulling me closer to him and whining lowly.

"Not safe 'mega" He whines, the stress of losing me again pushing him over into omegaspace. I deflate, not wanting to hurt Jimin in such a fragile headspace. Jimin happily pulls me even closer when I stop fighting, beginning to push out his scent as he presses kisses to my neck.

"We have another room the rest can sleep in, if thats what you are worried about" Jin says, eyeing Jimin, "We would never want to force you to nest with us if you didn't want to."

"That's not it" I say, shaking my head as I shudder, my head cloudy again.

"Then why?" Jin pushes

"Hurts" I whisper, "don't want to hurt"

"Oh baby, sometimes it has to hurt to heal. Sometimes that means its healing and things will be better" Jin whispered, tilting my chin up to meet his eyes.

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Rushed down the hall and into the den, I am handed a green turtleneck to change into. I can hear Hoseok in the other room talking to the Therapist. My hands are shaking so much that I struggle to take off my current shirt. Jungkook takes the turtleneck out of my hands and gives it to Jimin. He grabs the bottom of the shirt I am wearing and waits for permission to help me. I nod, giving a small yes, before he pulls it off quickly. Jimin instantly puts the turtleneck on me, both of their eyes being respectful and not wandering. Jungkook grabs my hand softly and leads me to the living room where Hoseok is with the laptop. He glances up at me as we enter, smiling softly at my shaking form. He reaches his hand out for me to take, pulling me softly into his side.

"We can stay, if you want, or one of us can. Whatever you need, we are here for." Hoseok speaks to me, his face showing worry.

"Stay, please, I don't want to explain everything all over again. Wanted everyone here, but I guess I will have to explain again anyway." I whisper, feeling Taehyungs emotions weighing me down.

Footsteps coming down the stairs cause me to glance up, seeing the rest of the pack entering, eyes still showing their animals are present. They are dressed and holding Taehyung tightly, who is looking at his feet. He isn't hurt like I expected, just showing freshly bitten mating marks.

"We wouldn't make you go through it more than you needed to, Doe" Yoongi says, letting go of Taehyung and joining my other side.

"Let's begin our first session, now that everyone is present." The woman says through the computer.

"We met in the hospital, I was one of the ones who spoke to you before you left. Do you remember me?" She continues

I nod, feeling a squeeze to my thigh, "I do" I verbalize, earning a small chuff from Yoongi.

"It's good to see you again, how are you feeling?" She begins, asking all of the typical questions to start our session.

The session is going well, mostly a routine check in, until she asks about my home.

"Tell me a little bit about where you are from, where you grew up."

"I don't remember much about my family, I moved when I was young into the ranch." I spoke quietly, feeling the atmosphere changing. Yoongi and Hoseok tensing on either side of me, Taehyung's feeling distracting me as I meet his eyes.

"How old were you?" She pushes, refocusing me.

"8, I think?" I pause, "Maybe 7, the memories all blur together"

"Why did you move so young?" She continues without missing a beat.

"I am rare, small, worth good money" I shrugged, bumping shoulders with Hoseok. "My parents are both deer, so I am a purebreed, and I had the rare trait, it made sense I was the one to leave. We needed the money, my mom was getting older, so I took her place. My siblings had too many mixed genes from the ranch, I wasn't born there, was an accident" I mumbled, leaning into Hoseok's arms.

"And how long did you stay at the ranch"

"Until I was sold permanently" I replied, distantly, feeling my chest start to tighten.

"Tae, switch with me" Hoseok whispered while I was talking. Taehyung moved quick, pulling me into his lap, so softly that I was barely jostled.

"And how old were you then?" She pushed, taking not of the interactions between me and the pack.

"I was at the ranch for 6 years, I fought each client there and they got tired of me. My owner purchased me for cheap, I think, complained how I wasn't even worth what little he gave them for me"

And how long were you with him?"

"Until I ran away, after biting the client and being beaten, i stayed on the streets for a couple of years, trying to remain out of sight."

"And then you entered the program" She concluded

"I did, not really given a choice or much information, just caged and sedated. Shipped off to another country" I confirmed, causing Taehyung to squeeze me tighter and bury his head into my shoulder.

"And your heats?"

"I've never had one, was on medicine, the strong ones so I didn't get pregnant in the ranch or with a client. The took me off a few weeks before I left, hoping it would cause me to accept the clients easier. I just never got it after"

"That could be because your animal was protecting you, or the stress in the situation before you were given suppressants in the program. Would also explain why you were thrown into a false heat" She explained, writing more down.

"How are the nightmares?" She said, causing me to freeze and be thrown back into the memory from last nigh, my breath quickening. I can vaguely feel my name being said, the memory feeling all too real. My face is shoved into Taehyung's neck, the scent and memory mixing into reality. I can feel hands pulling me out of Taehyung's grasp, snarls and growls, before I am laying on my back on the couch, a weight over me. My scent gland exposed, a mouth latching and nipping. A hand hovering my mark from Taehyung, before slowly rubbing over it. My body falls slack, vision returning and finding Yoongi pressing me down, a comforting weight, and lapping at my unmarked gland. I turn slightly, eyes finding Namjoon, who is rubbing over the mark, sending jolts down my body.

"You're safe, here with us" Yoongi murmurs, lifting his head to find my eyes.

"I think it's best for the rest of you to mark her, so her animal feels completed in the den, but nothing else for now. It's too dangerous to trigger a heat, marking her will comfort her animal and help her to be pulled from her nightmares quicker. Slow the episodes down too. She should have been comforted by her first mate, being marked usually soothes my clients. But I have never seen a pack this size with a client. Start slowly, one mark a day until her animal calms down. You'll know when she is ready for more. I would like to see you 3 times a week, and talk about your dreams. Once you are comfortable, until then we can talk about your feeling with your pack." She concludes her session with Jin and Hoseok, while I continue to calm down, sagging in Yoongi's hold. Once the call ends, Taehyung pushes his way on top of me and latches down on my mark, his animal upset they couldn't comfort me. His mouth soothing the sting, his body molding against mine as he tends to the fresh wound. My eyes flutter at the sensations, the calm of the room and the stress from the call pulling me under. The last thing I remember is being lifted and carried, the smell of the den lulling me fully to sleep.

A/N: Sorry for the delay in posting, I am currently back to work at both jobs and didn't realize how little time I would have, on top of how tiring it is after being on leave for so long

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Warnings: implied sexual themes, smut, angst, fluff, polyamorous relationship, name calling, night terrors, drug use to cause shifting, auctions

If you’re not 18+ please, do not interact.

As always, my works do not represent BTS in any way, this is purely a work of fiction.

Fingertips on my face wake me from my slumber, softly running around my face. My eyes flutter open, greeted by a fresh faced Jimin, a sight to behold. His face is still swollen with sleep, flushed slightly pink. He smiles when he sees I am awake, pulling his hand from my face.

"Good morning" He whispers, gesturing to the still sleeping bodies around us. He pulls me into his arms, guiding my face into his neck and sighing at the contact. Jimin's scent is unique, it has undertones of the pack scent, Cedarwood, but his Juniper Berry scent is more concentrated here. The soothing smell relaxes me further against his body, melting into him.

"Mornin' Jimin" I whisper, clinging to him. Looking over his shoulder I see Taehyung starting to wake and bury my head into Jimin's neck, not ready to get up after the long night. Movement from behind me alerts me to the rest of the pack slowly waking. Arms encircle my waist, rumbling from their chest soothing the nerves. Namjoon runs his fingers through my hair, coaxing me to come out of hiding. I look up at him and am met with a smile, eyes showing happiness.

"Morning Doe, ready to get up? We can't do much outside until you bare at least one of our marks, but the maknae's have been wanting to show you the game room." He speaks, slowly, keeping his eyes trained on mine. The authority he holds sends warmth through me, my animal wanting to submit.

"Still with us, baby?" Jimin's breath tickles my ear, causing me to shiver.

"Mhm" I hum, leaning into Namjoon and seeking out his warmth.

"Tour time?" Taehyung's voice chimes in from behind Jimin where he was more koala hugging than cuddling with Jungkook. Jimin sits up, pulling me up with him while directing Jungkook to find my small suitcase with the few items of clothing I was given.

"Hoseok ordered some clothes for you last night, they should be arriving tomorrow. For now, you'll have to either wear ours or what you have." Jungkook said handing me one of his shirts and an outfit from my bag to choose from. I grab his shirt and my shorts and stand to go to the bathroom, when Jungkook bends down and picks me up.

"No walking this week, doctors orders" Jungkook says while smirking.

"They didn't say I couldn't walk" I whine, not bothering to fight the muscle bunny. He sets me down and closes the door behind him as I fight a sarcastic remark about how I was left to walk, knowing he will stay while I change and not let me lift a finger if I did. Lifting his shirt to my nose, I pick up the smell of the pack, and his vanilla scent. The comfort of being able to finally smell them makes me smile, hating how they had to wear blockers when choosing their packmate. I dress quickly, startling when a knock sounds out on the door.

"There's face products and a toothbrush under the sink for you" Hoseok's voice comes through the door. I nod, before quickly thanking him once I realize he can't see me. When I finish getting ready for the day another knock comes on the door.

"Can I do your hair?" Jimin says, slowly opening the door and peeking in. I nod, earning a smile from him. He makes his way into the bathroom, picking up a brush and some bottles of hair product.

"Your hair is soft" he murmurs, focusing on brushing away any knots and tangles. He finishes my hair and pats my head, grabbing my hand and leading me to, a now empty room.

"Y/N! Come see the game room!" Taehyung speaks excitedly, tail swinging back and forth to match his mood.

"Okay" I giggle, now being pulled by two large cats. They stop in front of a door, opening it to a room filled with large tvs, comfortable chairs, couches, and blankets.

"It doubles as our movie theater too" he says, continuing to pull me to the large floor couch that Jungkook is sitting on. Jungkook looks up and smiles, scooting over for Jimin to sit, then pulling me onto his lap.

"I can't wait for you to smell like pack" Jungkook sighs, shoving his nose into my scent gland.

"Y/N! Jin-hyung made you some food!" Taehyung says as Jin enters the room.

"Why didn't you make us some, huyng?" Jimin and Jungkook pout.

"Yah, you're capable of making your own food!" Jin shouts, "It's already made downstairs, go eat" He mutters, soft for the maknae's puppy dog faces.

Jungkook slides me out of his lap as they jump up, yelling that they will be right back, before rushing out the door. Jin takes the opportunity to sit down next to me and start to feed me some fruit. Blushing, I let him feed me the fruits, humming in content. Jin smiles, cleaning my face where the juice has dribbled down my chin with his finger, sticking it in his mouth and sending tingles down my body as I watch him suck on his thumb. He chuckles, proud of the reaction he saw, giving me a knowing look.

"Don't let the maknae's push you too much, okay?" Jin said as he fed me the last of the fruit. "They aren't used to waiting"

I nod my head, leaning back on the couch just as the boys rush back into the room.

"Out" Jimin says, pulling Jin off of the couch. Jin smiles at his antics, letting the shorter man push him out of the room as he chuckles. They begin to show me all of their different gaming consoles, games, and movie selections. Taehyung beginning to scent my neck slowly, my senses flooded with the pack scent and his own lavender. His scent is relaxing, soothing me back into his arms as I show my neck to give him more room. Jimin puts on a random movie, his tail curling around my thigh. Jungkook turns the lights down, coming back and laying across us all, curling his head in my lap while grabbing my thighs with his arms. Being surrounded by the maknae line may have been a mistake as both Jimin and Taehyung begin to scent me in tandem.

"S'not fair you smell so strong of Kookie, want you to smell like me too." Taehyung mumbles against my neck.

"Wear my clothes next" Jimin's request was more of a demand as he nips at my gland.

"Wanna make you pack, make you ours" Taehyung says, his voice deaper showing his animal instincts are closer to the surface.

"I want to mark you, please let me mark you, let me make you ours" he continues, his teeth scraping lightly against me.

"Tae, we can't, hyung's will be mad" Jungkook speaks up from my lap, watching the scene before him.

"She should be pack, be ours" Jimin mumbles

"She would have to be with us at all times if we make her pack" Teahyung reminds Jungkook.

"But, won't the hyung's be mad?" Jungkook whispered

"They want to mark her too, Namjoon almost did in his animal form last night when she was disobeying him" Jimin points out, causing me to gasp.

"Please baby?" Taehyung whispers in my ear, a whine escaping from my throat.

"Your funeral" Jungkook says, sitting up and pulling Jimin further away from me to prevent Taehyung from becoming dominant if he does mark me.

"Say yes, let me make you ours" He whines against my scent gland, my neck showing submission naturally because of his pheromones. One second I can feel his rough tongue licking around my neck, the next, pain. I cry out, not expecting it to hurt, before my cries turn to a moan as the pain blurs to pleasure. I can feel Taehyung's emotions, feel the link settling. I also feel distant panic and nervousness, oh, the rest of the pack. The door slams open and in comes Namjoon and Yoongi, eyes shining in the darkened lights. I shrink against Taehyung, who is still licking my mark to soothe it. Jin comes in next, his face showing disapproval.

"I told you not to let them push you too much, and now you've let Taehyung mark you before you were ready." Jin sighs, causing Yoongi and Namjoon to growl.

"We talked about this" Namjoon growled at Taehyung, eyes fully taken over by his animal.

"Move over to Jimin and Jungkook baby" Taehyung whispers in my ear, drawing another growl from the two in front of me. I slowly scoot over and am immediately pulled by two sets of arms back in between them.

"Taehyung, you broke a direct order" Namjoon said

"Technically, you told Yoongi not to mark her" He sassed back, immediately regretting it when Yoongi pounced on him, shifting midair.

"Stop! I didn't say no!" I cried, trying to escape the cage of arms holding me back as Taehyung shifts.

"Take her to the den, Hoseok is there waiting to check her mark and make sure this doesn't mess up her heat schedule" Jin tells the boys holding me. Next thing I know, I'm over Jungkooks shoulders again. I thrash around trying to help Taehyung, feeling his emotions through the half bond.

"It'll be okay Doe, let's go see Hobi" Jungkook tries to soothe.

"But I wanted it!" I cried desperately.

"Y/N, you aren't able to be marked until your counseling is completed, we all agreed, he just didn't listen" Jin huffed.

"Speaking of which, you're late to your first session, and we need you to change into this turtle neck to cover up the mark for now." Hobi's voice came from the hallway we were walking towards.

"Go, we will deal with him" Jin said to Hobi, Namjoon and Yoongi already cornering Taehyung in the room.

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Part 7

Y/N’s POV

The sun streaming through my curtains wakes me from my restless slumber filled with memories and pain. My face puffy from crying, the tears finally dried. Sitting up I notice my nest has shifted from the tossing and turning all night. Slowly fixing the blankets and nest’s sides I worry about the day ahead. Not wanting to leave the cozy warmth I’ve created. Sighing, I head to the bathroom to wash the remains of the night off. I quickly complete my morning routine, dressing in a haste. It’s almost 7 am, and there’s hungry packs to feed. My mind drifts to Chan, if he has accepted a new pack then he will be wearing their colors at the celebration brunch. My hand lingers on the purple dress in my closet, a pang in my heart cutting through the numbness. Grabbing a beige flowered dress, I finish getting ready, making my way to the door. Opening the door and stepping out, I am startled to find a body resting against the doorframe.

“Yoongi?” I awaken the sleeping man, “what are you doing here?”

“Keeping watch, making sure you were safe with all of the other packs present” he admitted, a blush rising on his cheeks, “I wasn’t supposed to be here when you woke”

“Why would I need protection?” I narrow my eyes at the fidgeting man.

“In case, you know, we didn’t- we only just found you, we can’t- we don’t want to lose you again, the pack wouldn’t survive” he spoke lowly, avoiding eye contact.

I sigh, pinching my nose and willing myself not to react to his admission.

“Come, I’ll lead you back towards the pack houses, I have to start prepping for brunch so if you’re coming, you best hurry” I mumble walking past him and down the narrow path that I take everyday. He jumps up and follows me quietly, observing just how much I have changed.

“You look tired, did you not sleep well?” He attempts to start a conversation. I hum, continuing on my path to the main living area. The numbness has returned, replacing the aching of my heart. Once the trees begin to clear, revealing the houses, I turn to him.

“I hope you remember where you were staying, this is where I leave you” I say, turning around and beginning to walk away, only to be stopped by a hand on my elbow.

“Thank you, we will see you at brunch?” His eyes shine with hesitation and hope.

“I will be there, I have to be as a cook” I laugh, giving him a small smile.

“Y/N!” Chan’s voice echoes across the lawn. I turn in time to be embraced, losing my footing. Yoongi’s hands shoot up and steady us, taking the majority of the weight.

“Chan!” I scold, the feeling of Yoongi's arms around my waist making me nervous. Chan smiles at Yoongi, greeting him before pulling me away.

"The Omegas are freaking out in the kitchen, you have to be quick." Chan says speedily as I give Yoongi a small wave over my shoulder.

"What is wrong" I ask Chan, getting no response.

When I enter the kitchen I am met with flustered head cooks and a kitchen that is covered with half made meals. The closing of the door startles them, causing them to turn ant look at me.

"Y/N! Please help us, we underestimated how many packs would be staying from finding a new member. Just ask Chan, he joined a pack with two other omegas, and that pack had 5 members already. Our lodging is full to the brim and we don't have enough made!" The chef spoke, pulling at his hair.

"Okay, we just have to work together to finish the dishes you have started, we have plenty of time if we each work on one type of dish. I'll take on the kimchi related dishes, you two work on toast and pancake dishes, you three work on the drinks, and you 2 work on the rice and porridge dishes. Chan can help with grabbing supplies along with Aera. Sound good?" I finish, hearing the agreements of the others when the door opens and Jin steps in, followed by Yoongi.

"We have come to offer our services, we know our way around the kitchen, if you want" Jin speaks hesitantly.

"Help Y/N, she has 6 dishes she is working on with kimchi as the base. I know she can easily handle it, but take some of the stress off of her" Jin and Yoongi nod, moving to wash their hands. My jaw drops at the Alpha being allowed so easily in to help, and an outsider at that. Chef Hana looks at me with a twinkle in her eye before stating how she knows them personally from previous run in's. I sigh and make my way to the sink to wash my hands and put gloves on. Everyone works together seamlessly, chatting amongst themselves now that the stress levels have lowered. Jin takes the kimchi from Aera, distributing it between us for the dishes. We work in silence, brushing arms occasionally and causing my heart to flutter.

As I am chopping some of the vegetables for the meal, Jin clicks his tongue in disapproval. He stands behind me and grabs my hands to guide my chopping. My cheeks flare up as I freeze in his hold, his chest pressed against my back. His breath fans across my ear as he leans in close, whispering to me.

"You'll hurt yourself chopping the vegetables like this" He guides my hands slowly, fully encompassing me. I am convinced he can feel my pulse quickening, no doubt smelling the changes in my scent. I feel him smile against the shell of my ear, his pillow like lips pressing closer. Out of the corner of my eye, I see Yoongi intently staring at us, causing ice to flood my veins and bringing me out of my daze. I pull my hands from his, causing him to step back and mutter a small apology. I nod and make my way from the kitchen and into the walk in freezer to collect myself. In the freezer I see Chef Hana, who give me a knowing look.

"Pack life isn't so bad if you have the right pack, you know." She comments, continuing to search through the shelves.

"I don't need a pack, nor do I want one" I repeat the same phase i have been saying since I arrived, but it feels heavier on my tongue this time. I shake my thoughts away and inform the chef that all of the ingredients and meals are finished, and that I am on my way back to my place until brunch begins in an hour. Exiting the freezer I head towards the door, leaving two confused men by the finished kimchi dishes. It's raining again when I make it outside, looking at the sky I sigh. As I go to walk in the rain back home I don't feel any rain hitting me. Confused, I look up and see an umbrella over my head. I turn and follow the hand to the owner. I lock eyes with Hoseok, who gives me a small smile. Unsure of what to do I just stare at him, watching as he motions for me to walk. I glance up at the rain again, debating on if it is worth leaving the man with the umbrella.

"It's not going to lighten up, let me walk you" He murmurs, gesturing for me to walk again. Seeing that he wasn't going to take no as an answer, I start the trek through the now muddy pathing.

"Where are you going, anyway?" He asks

"Home, until brunch. I finished the dishes that I needed to, so now I am going to relax." I uttered, hoping my voice becomes lost in the wind from the storm as it picks up.

"You can't possibly think you're walking home and back with how this storm is raging." He says in disbelief, "Absolutely not, come." He finishes, pulling me gently by my elbow.

"Being surrounded by your whole pack doesn't sound like a good idea to me." I grumble, a hint of a smile tugging at his lips telling me i wasn't as quiet as I'd hoped.

"Well, feel free to walk in the storm, twice, but if you want to stay dry, you come home with me" He smirked, pleased with the double meaning his words held.

"Don't you have to go get Yoongi and Seokjin from the pack house?" I attempt to change his mind.

"Of course, after you're safe in our lodging that the pack provided us with. Speaking of pack, why did you wear Jisoo's colors, and don't give me the line that 'it's so others stay away from you' you wouldn't have come if that was the case" Hoseok spoke, seeing through you.

"Does it matter" I respond

"Well, no, but I'd like to know if I am correct" He continued to push for an answer.

"I've been with them long enough that I am basically pack, without the pressure of being pack." I say, not looking at him.

"Can I ask you another question?" He implores

"You're going to anyway" I roll my eyes, knowing him well enough that this is the start of the questions.

"Did you think of us when we were gone" He speaks softly. I hesitate to answer, my heart throbbing with the ache his pack always brings.

"Yes, hard not to"

"Did you, um, dream of us?"

"Dream?" I repeat, in question glancing at the tall man. He appeared nervous, as if my answer may break him. "I did, lot's of things trigger memories here, but some dreams were a nice escape from the pain of rejection." I say honestly, before stopping and realizing what I just admitted.

"Rejection" He repeats, looking heartbroken.

"Why are we having this conversation, Hoseok?" I ask him, watching a triad of emotions pass across his face.

"You know why." He responds, staring into my soul.

"I don't, you and your pack confuse me. I hardly know you, its been years, people change." I explain, wondering if I should stop having this conversation.

"We aren't letting you go again. We want you to join our pack, complete our pack. We can't survive without you." He admits, his eyes staying locked on mine.

"No" I say, turning to leave as my heart breaks at my own words. This pack will be the end of me, all of the emotions I had buried deep are unraveling in just two days. An arm around my waist stops me, but its not Hoseok. I look up and lock eyes with Namjoon, his face showing displeasure.

"Do not go into the rain because you're upset, you don't want to get sick, do you?" He says, his eyebrows pulled together at the sour my scent takes on.

"Why does it even matter to you, I don't want a pack, I made that clear" I speak slowly

"Then don't be pack, be like you are with Jisoo, just with us. Let us love you until you can love us" Namjoon counters, digging into my wounds. Feeling the hurt they had caused all those years ago bubbling at the surface. I pull out of his arms, feeling the rain hitting my body.

“I don’t need a pack, I don’t need an Alpha, I don’t need any Omegas, and I most certainly don’t need you. All packs do is control you and I have had enough of being controlled.” I fired at him, shaking with anger. He took a step closer to me, his scent betraying his words.

Hoseok steps closer to me, putting the umbrella back over my head, but unable to fully cover me as the rain rages around us.

“Don't do this. What you said is a mask to hide the truth. You put up this wall, when you desperately want to let us in. Stop lying to us, stop lying to yourself” he said, eyes full of hurt and rejection. Namjoon steps on the other side, shielding by back from the onslaught of rain, sacrificing his dry shirt.

“You can’t live without love.” He said, his eyes showing an unknown emotion, scent thick with compassion and longing. "You can't continue to live like this, your omega won't survive."

I shake my head, not liking that he was right. I haven't had a regular heat in a full year. Namjoon takes my silence as understanding, grabbing my tightly closed fists and slowly unraveling them. I take a step back from the alphas, feeling my head clearing up.

"Let's go inside, dry off" Namjoon tells us, leaving no room for arguement.

As I follow the alphas into their house, I can't help but wonder why they are trying so hard. Was Kang still alive, was he mad I found a home? Are they still working with him? I know they denied any involvement with him, but they came out of nowhere. What is their goal?

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Warnings: implied sexual themes, smut, angst, fluff, polyamorous relationship, name calling, night terrors, drug use to cause shifting, auctions

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Part 3

Y/N's POV

I woke up surrounded by animals laying all over me. I move slightly, trying to shimmy out from under them when a body moves opening their eyes and looking at me, letting out a low growl. I give the snow leopard a sheepish smile, feeling his disapproval at my movements. He narrowed his eyes, asking why I am moving. 'bathroom' I mouth at him, slowly moving out of the tangle of bodies. He growled again, louder this time, causing another head to pop up. I let out a huff and cross my arms, squinting at the leopard. This time, Namjoon growls at me, nudging me to lay back down. I whined and try to push him off of me, the need to pee driving me.

"I just want to go to the bathroom" I whine, shoving at the tiger, who has begun to push my chest down with his paw.

"I'll take her" Jimin's voice startles me, giving Namjoon the chance to push me back into the circle of sleeping animals, letting out another low growl. Jimin had shifted back and thrown on sweatpants at some point. I become distracted by his shirtless figure, giving Taehyung time to curl his body further around my legs.

"Jooooon!" I whine, squirming under the weight of his paw. His eyes widened and he began to chuff, nuzzling at my neck, before retreating. Jimin helped me out of bed, then bent and picked me up, shushing me when I yelled out. He carried me into the bathroom and set me down.

"I will be right outside" He smiled sweetly, then closed the door behind him. I finish using the bathroom quickly and was in the process of washing my hands when Jimin re-entered the bathroom. He came up behind me, circling his arms around my waist and putting his head on my shoulder. I look up and make eye contact with him in the mirror, giving him a small smile. He picks me back up laughing at catching me off guard, earning another yell from me, before placing me back down on the bed. Taehyung rolls over and curls back around my body, Jungkook nuzzles into my chest, and Yoongi curls up by my head. Namjoon and Hoseok let out another chuff, closing their eyes again and laying back down at the edges of the bed. Jimin shifts back and curls up on the same side as Jungkook. I look over at Jin, who had shifted to his human form and was fully dressed. He was smiling fondly down at the pile.

"How are you feeling, baby?" Jin whispered trying not to disturb the rest of the pack.

"Better" I responded, "why are you up?"

"I wanted to make sure you weren't hungry" Jin admitted, his ears turning slightly red.

"I'm okay, come lay down?" I made grabby hands at him, not feeling right laying down without everyone. My animal instincts flaring up. He chuckled and began to undress causing me to avert my eyes with a blush. I looked back up when I felt the bed dip. Jin crawled up my Yoongi, curling around us both and chattering in content. I closed my eyes, the warmth of the bodies around me bringing my more comfort than I have had in my whole life.

I'm shivering in my animal form, its pitch black and raining. There are people screaming down the road. Confusion began to wash over me, how did I get here? My body was aching and tired. I looked around trying to recognize anything around me. Hollering startled me, a door slamming open from behind.

"There you are half-breed, that man's paying a lot of money for you, get your ass inside before we drag you in by the tail." The stench of alcohol coming off of him and waves. I shakily stood, still in my animal form from the drugs pumped into my system. I wasn't moving quick enough for him, another man grabbing me roughly, digging into my cuts as he shoved me into the cell I had just escaped from. I had been sold, the realization crashing over me. I stare in horror at the cages surrounding me, emptying one by one as the others got picked up from the auction. The overwhelming need to vomit hit me full force as I hear shuffling feet coming towards my cell. I turn quickly, my eyesight blurring from the motion and the tears welling up in them. I come face to face with my new 'master', his mouth curled into a grin, showing off his yellowing teeth from smoke inhalation.

'wake up'

I look around in terror, who else was here.

'wake up, we're right here baby, just open your eyes'

I frantically begin searching for the voices speaking to me, familiar and comforting. They don't belong here. I begin to panic, thrashing around in the cell.

"Come back to us, Doe."

My eyes snap open, blinded momentarily from the light in the room. A cloth is drug over my skin, easing the cold sweat clinging to me. My heart is pounding so fast its all I can hear. My eyes begin to adjust, seeing Yoongi, his mouth moving but no sound registering in my head.

"Breath, Doe, come on" I distantly hear, realizing that the pain in my chest is also due to the lack of oxygen making it into my lungs. I gasp, tears welling up in my eyes, creating my vision to blur.

"You're okay, you're safe, just keep breathing precious" Hoseok murmurs from beside me.

"Focus on matching my breathing, Doe, that's it, good girl" Yoongi guides me through the panic trying to claim me, his hand holding mine tightly to his chest so I can feel his inhales and exhales.

Thumbs wiping my face as the tears overflow from my eyes. Jimin, his face full of concern as he continues to clear the tears that continue to flow. The hand of ice that grasped at my chest was slowly easing, the pack keeping me warm and safe.

"Open your mouth, baby" Jins voice speaks, a nudge to my lips. Warm broth filling my mouth slowly as I part my lips, instictively listening to the calming voice. My eyes flutter with the exhaustion that the panic from the nightmare leaving my system.

"I'm sorry" I whimpered, curling in on myself.

"Don't" Namjoon said sternly, "Don't apologize for that, you can't control it." he continues, pulling my arms from hugging my waist and pulling me forward into his arms. I bury my face into his chest, focusing on his heartbeat. As the adrenaline fully leaves my system, my body begins to shake. Namjoon pulls me tighter to him, growling as Jin begins to berate him for keeping me from eating. Namjoon sighs, knowing that Jin is right, and settling for holding me in his lap. Jin continues to feed me the soup while Yoongi works on fluffing the blankets.

“You can go back to sleep if you want, someone will be with you at all times to help keep the nightmares away. Or if you want to talk about it then that’s an option too” Jin says softly, as if he was trying not to startle me.

I shook my head at the idea of sharing the memory turned nightmare, choosing instead to lay down in Yoongi and Jimin’s arms. Their warmth mixed with a full belly coaxing me into a dreamless sleep, blissfully unaware of the looks the pack shared in worry.

How could they help me, their tour was right around the corner. Would they be able to provide the comfort of a pack to a broken hybrid? Would you ever trust them enough to let them in, or were you just going to continue to bottle everything up.

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*short chapter, I cut this part in half because it was so long*

Y/N's POV

Coming to, I can hear voices around me and an annoying beeping. Listening intently I hear the words, "not heat", "too risky", "trauma", and "management". The monitor attached to my heart gave away that I was waking up, the beeping increasing. My eyes flutter open, the light blinding me initially.

"Hey, welcome back. You really scared me there" Jin said softly, sitting on the edge of the hospital bed. "I thought my face was just too handsome for you" he joked to lighten the mood.

"How are you feeling Miss... ?" A woman in scrubs asked

"Fine, head is a little heavy, I'm a little sore too. What happened?" I questioned

"You passed out in the shower with Jin. You didn't hit your head or anything, he managed to hold you up and call Jungkook for help." I flushed at the thought of Jungkook seeing me naked. "Can I ask you some personal questions?" The doctor asked gently, "Your pack can stay here or leave if you feel uncomfortable at any time"

"Um, s-sure" I stuttered

"Do you have any nightmares?"

"Oh, uh yeah, most people do though" I joke

"How many a week?" She says writing things down on a clipboard.

"Uh it depends, maybe like 5?" Jin's hand finds mine, and holds it in a comforting manor.

"Do you ever feel numb?" She continues

"Yeah, I guess if I get too overwhelmed I do." I answer honestly

"Do you feel like you startle easily? Have trouble concentrating?"

"Sometimes" I answer, starting to close in on myself.

"Last question, where do you see yourself in the future?"

"I mean, how far out? I see myself with the pack, for as long as I have left" I answer, feeling Jimin lean his head on my shoulder from the right side where he was sitting.

"I see, thank you for answering my questions, I will talk to your packs leader and you should be able to go back to their dorms in the next few hours." She smiled, motioning to Namjoon to follow her.

"How long was I asleep?" I ask Jimin

"3 days, you must have been tired and your body was recovering from the shock to your system with the pills you took." Jimin explained.

"Why was she asking all of those questions?" I ask him nervously, "Did I do something wrong, are you going to replace me?" I whimper

"No! No, baby, never" Jin said, squeezing my hand. "We just want to make sure we can help you, make sure we can be enough for you"

"Oh, why?" I mumble confused as I feel myself blush.

"Because you deserve the perfect pack" Jimin said, pushing his nose further into my scent gland.

"Wait, I thought I was in heat" I look at Jin, who looks away bashfully.

"Your body has never had a heat, it wasn't ready for a heat, your body was fighting the medicine, it caused you to get sick. Right before you passed out I could smell the shift in your hormones, I just didn't figure it out until you passed out. I, o-overwhelmed your b-body. I c-caused it, I am so sorry" He cried, "we don't deserve to be your pack, we couldn't even take care of you as soon as we got you"

"Jin, I don't blame you. It's not your fault, how could anyone have known? You caught me, right? I didn't get a concussion. It's okay"

Before he could respond, Namjoon came in the door followed by a man I had never met before.

"This is Sejin, one of our managers. After talking with the medical staff, we think it's best to start you on a month of medicine to encourage a natural heat cycle. This will also give your body time to adjust to being in a pack, as well as let your mind work through everything that has happened recently. With the rush of moving and education, now this, your body and mind are overwhelmed. We want to make sure you're completely healthy and ready." Namjoon explained as the nurses started to detach me from all of the medical equipment.

"Take it easy for the first week, bed rest for the first 5 days at least. Your body is recovering and we don't want anything to delay the process." The nurse explained.

"Here, we brought you some clothes, its ours, but we will get you your own soon" Jungkook said, handing me some clothes that smell like all of them. He helped me up with a blush and led me to the connected bathroom to change. I quickly changed into the sweatpants and shirt, pulling the drawstrings so they fit move comfortably. I opened the door and found him waiting outside, eyes widening, pupils dilating, at me in their clothes. He extended his hand to me and started to walk me over the the wheelchair.

"I don't need that" I said, trying to pull out of his grip.

"Okay" Jungkook smirked, sweeping me off my feet, "but you can't walk, doctors orders. I prefer this way too" he winked.

"W-wait, actually, the chair l-looks fine" I stuttered through my embarrassment.

"Sorry, cutie, I like this way" He smiled, staring at me with a fondness I haven't seen yet. He carries me through the lobby and outside to the waiting car. Jimin's mouth dropped open as he whined about how unfair it was that he got to carry me, causing a few others to grumble too. He hands me to Namjoon, who pulls me close in his lap, shoving his face into my neck and relaxing. The drive was filled with lots of joking and flirting, I swear my face was always flushed. Jin steals me away from Namjoon to carry me inside and up the stairs to their room. It has a large bed where they obviously sleep all together, lots of pillows and blankets resembling a den. Jin gently lowered me into their den, showing through actions that he could care for me. I immediately relaxed, realizing that even being surrounded by predators, I was safe. I let my eyes flutter closed, my body pulling me under with exhaustion. The last thing I register is a body laying down gently next to me, in their animal form, their purring lulling me deeper into dreamland.

Genre: A/B/O, Poly BTS and Reader

Warnings: angst, omegaspace, eventual smut, slow burn, angst, fluff, polyamorous relationship, sexual themes, implied sexual interactions, name calling, cursing.

If you’re not 18+ please, do not interact.

As always, my works do not represent BTS in any way, this is purely a work of fiction.

3 years ago

"Thank you for meeting with me Kang Dae, I'm sure you are very busy, especially with the Choi Pack pulling their support. I wonder, how many packs will follow" Namjoon begins, taunting him.

"I don't think anyone will, we have strong allies, Kim" Kang replies, icily.

"That's not what we have been hearing" Jin voices

"Shut it, Omega, let your Alpha do the talking" Kang barks, causing the entire Kim pack to growl.

"I would chose my words very carefully Kang, we happen to have a lot of information about your underhand deals that I am sure the council would love to hear about." Yoongi spits out at the man, unable to hold the bite in his voice.

"I don't know what you're talking about" Kang speaks, playing dumb.

"Lack of education for omegas, use of omegas as pleasure objects and breeding, omega negligence, trading omegas for alphas with other packs, murder of omegas and pups alike, shall I go on? I am sure you don't need to be reminded about the Im pack." Namjoon starts

"What do you want, Kim" Kang demands

"An omega and for you to leave our pack out of every affair you have" Namjoon states simply.

"An omega, take your pick!" He exclaims, "whoever you want, but after, you leave and never return"

"Y/N" Yoongi states, leaving no room for discussion.

"Ah, I am afraid she has already been traded. She was due for training but a buddy of mine wanted a nice fresh omega with no training for their packs impending rut cycles. She was the perfect candidate, had I known you had a soft spot-" he was cut off by Namjoon shoving him to the wall by his throat. Tightening his hand on his throat, Namjoon glared heatedly at the pathetic man clawing at his hand.

"When" Namjoon grit out.

"Yesterday I made the deal, she left 20 minutes ago' Kang wheezed.

"Which pack" Yoongi questioned, inches away from harming the alpha.

"Blackthorn, in America" Kang lied, praying they wouldn't see through him.

"You just made a huge mistake" Namjoon stated, dropping Kang and leaving the pack in a hurry.

"We were too late, weren't we?" Jimin whimpered, taking in the anger on his pack members faces from where he and the others had been waiting outside the office.

"We will find her again, even if we have to search in every pack for her. Hopefully we aren't too late" He whispers the last part to himself.

3 days prior to the Lunar Ceremony

Looking around at his pack, Namjoon can feel the lack of hope of finding her. They have searched every pack in North and South America. We even went back to the Kang pack, only to find out that Kang was killed during an attack from another pack.

"Joon, we have another invitation to a Lunar Ceremony. This one has 7 packs total invited." Jin spoke, breaking Namjoon from his thoughts.

"7 packs? That's smaller than normal. Who is the host, any packs we know attending?" He questions

"Hosted by the Moon pack, we haven't seen them in what, 5 years? The only name I recognize on here is the Im pack." Jin replied, "Should I respond the same as the rest of the packs?"

"Say yes, they have been our allies for a long time, we should make sure they know we are still allies with all of the attacks going on recently" Namjoon replied, "I will let the rest of the pack know to prepare some bags. Ask about staying on their territory, the Maknae's need to let loose some."

Present Day

Y/N's POV

I stare at the box on my porch, holding the dress from Jisoo. Grabbing the box, I sigh and take it inside. I walk into my room and set it on my nest, going to take a shower to scrub off the sweat from setting up all day. I make sure to shower quickly, in case I do decide to go to the Lunar Ceremony. I walk over to my nest and open the box, pulling the dress out and setting it carefully on my bed. The dress is made of a silk material, has thin straps that cross multiple times on the back, a split corset in the front, and a high thigh split. The dress was beautiful, it would be a waste to not be worn. I put the dress on, heart starting to race with how well it fits me. I decide that going to the ceremony for a few hours wouldn't hurt and since I'm wearing red I shouldn't be approached by any other packs. I curl my hair and do light make up, since it will be dark I don't want anything drawing attention to me. I look at the time and realize I am already running late. I put on my sandals and begin the trek to the woods. I can already hear the music playing, and the voices of the packs celebrating.

"Y/N! You came!" Chan yelled across the woods, I cringed already regretting my decision. Chan runs over to me and wraps me in a big hug, "I am so happy you came, you're going to have so much fun!"

"I can still go back" I state, shimmying my way out of his arms.

"Come on, come show Jisoo the dress on you" He exclaims, dragging me towards Jisoo and the rest of the pack.

"I knew it would look amazing on you! Are you sure you don't want to find a pack of your own?" Jisoo questions, standing in a skin-tight sleeveless red dress. "Almost every pack is here, why don't you help Chan find a pack tonight" Jisoo prompts, pushing us both to the closest pack with yellow dresses and shirts on.

"Hi! Im pack" The tallest man says, "I'm Jay, I see you're a part of Jisoo's pack, and you're looking for a pack to join" he smiled at Chan, who, for once, looked timid.

"Hi, I'm Y/N!" I said, "This is Chan, he's normally not like this, I typically can't get him to stop talking." I joke, linking arms with Chan, "I think he just needs some food in his system, feel free to find him later." I smile and guide him towards the food.

"Alright, hot shot, what happened" I question.

"I don't know, I just wasn't feeling the connection" He whispered.

"So, you want to find your mate, or mates, and their pack?"

"I guess, I just hear about them and is it wrong to think that I could have one or more mates?"

"I think that you find your own pack and they become mates, or else we wouldn't have so many packs that form and separate." I share, "But we will find the perfect pact for you, I promise, I know how much this means to you" I comfort him.

"Thank you, I know this isn't your thing, but it means a lot to me" He responds

"I think you have some admirers" I nudge Chan towards the two men wearing white and standing on the edge of the forest.

"They're beautiful" Chan whispered. I grab his hand and pull him towards the two, causing their eyes to widen. I push Chan slightly in their direction and watch him walk the rest of the way on his own. If this is the only thing to come of the night, it was worth coming. I turn to head back to the table of food when I smell lavender and coconut, stopping me in my tracks. They can't be here, Jisoo wouldn't befriend packs like them. I look around in alarm, trying to pinpoint where he is, when orange blossom and lilac invades my senses. My heart begins to bleed from the wounds I thought had healed. The aching returning full force. I lock eyes with Jisoo, and standing right in front of her is a face I will never forget, Kim Seokjin. Jisoo points in my direction, causing Jin to whip around and search the area. I freeze, my breath caught in my throat, hair standing on edge. What if Kang wants me back, I can't go back with everything that I know. So focused on staying out of Jin's line of sight, I don't realize that the scent of lavender and coconut getting closer. I turn, ready to flee, when I run straight into a chest, Jung Hoseok. I slowly lift my eyes up and meet his, the smile on his face and tears in his eyes make me pause in my steps.

"We though you were dead" He whispered, brokenly. "Kang-"

"No" I cut him off, "I don't know why you came, or what you gain, but I want no part in it" I speak, words full of venom. His face morphs into shock, then hurt.

"What? What are you talking about, we-" He starts again, only to be cut off by another voice from behind me.

"Y/N?" Jimin's voice asked, raspy as if he hadn't been using it very often.

I take a deep breath and push past Hoseok, not wanting to stay for any more reunions.

"Wait!" Jimin yelled, grabbing my arm and turning me towards him. "Have you been here the whole time? You were never in America?" He asked.

"Why would I have gone to America? Of course I have been here the whole time, didn't have much choice. Your pack saw to that, thanks, by the way" I jerked my arm out of his hand, and walked away.

"My pack did what?" Namjoon's voice questioned.

"I don't have time to go down memory lane" I respond, continuing my pathing to my house.

"You joined the Moon pack?" Jin's voice came, full of emotion.

"No mark though" Hoseok said.

"I didn't, I don't want a pack. That's why I am in her pack colors, so people leave me alone" I comment, "not that its working"

"Y/N, please, talk to us" Jungkook's voice came. By now we had made it to my house, just as it started to rain. I unlocked my door, paused and cursed myself for being a good person, and held the door open for the pack to enter.

"I don't know where your lodging is, but my house isn't close to anything so, unless you want to get soaked, you should get inside" I say, watching the rain get harder.

"Thank you" They chorused as they entered.

"You guys look like shit" I point out, seeing the bags under their eyes and the lifeless eyes.

"I- we know" Namjoon said, "Can you tell us what happened if you didn't go to America? We were told you were traded to a pack in America, we search all of the packs in both North and South America"

"Why? Wanted to rub it in my face that you and Kang broke me? Turned me into a bad omega?" I spat

"Turned you- What are you talking about?"Jin demanded

"I was taken 'shopping' over here, then left in the cold with nothing. You just had to play with me, test if I was following Kang's rules, then tell him how bad I failed"

"We weren't working with Kang" Yoongi said angrily, "We were blackmailing him to get you out of his pack and into ours"

"Right, sure" I say, not convinced, "The rain will clear in the next hour, I want you gone when it ends" I turn and walk to my room to change. I open my door, aware of the eyes on my back. I walk to the bathroom and take a shower, trying to heat up my body, feeling the shock wearing off. I can't hold the tears back, covering my mouth to keep the sobs from reaching the pack in the living room. I feel the water start to turn cold, deciding to get out before I freeze. I change into sweatpants and a loose T-Shirt Chan left the last time he was over. I glance up as a knock rings out on my door, dreading the conversation I know is coming.

"Come in" I call, waiting to see who it is. Jimin's head pokes around the door, eyes widening at the sight of my nest.

"You nest!" He shouts excitedly, causing footsteps to come pounding towards my room. Jin pushed the door open, a hand coming up to cover his mouth, tears filling his eyes.

"Oh my, it's beautiful" Jin whispered, causing me to shrink back into my nest.

"Did you need something?" I ask, looking at Jimin.

"We want to explain our side, but maybe not all of us. It may be easier if Jin or Joon explain, or both" He said, his arm going up to scratch his neck.

"Please" Jin begged, "Let us tell you what happened on our side"

"Okay, but after, you leave" I agree. Jin and Namjoon make their way into the room, "Jimin too, I have questions"

The rest of the pack left to the living room, leaving Jin, Namjoon, and Jimin standing in the middle of my room. They sit on the ground in front of my nest, not daring to ask to enter.

"We went to the Kang pack on behalf of the Choi pack, along with the Lee pack. Choi was withdrawing their help and alliance to Kang due to the trading of omegas illegally. When we did some digging, with help of some information from you. Lack of education for omegas, use of omegas as pleasure objects and breeding, omega negligence, trading omegas for alphas with other packs, murder of omegas and pups, we just- I couldn't let you stay. Our pack had taken to you faster than anyone we've ever met. We went as a pack the morning you had disappeared to ask for you in exchange for us not going to the council and Kang said he gave you to a buddy in America. Yoongi almost killed hime right there. We left immediately for America and searched every pack, only to find out he lied about America. When we went back, Kang was dead. We found you by luck, our pack isn't like Kang's. You have to believe us." Namjoon finished.

"That's why I woke up alone in your nest" I directed my statement to Jimin, who nodded.

"If I had known what was going to happen, I would have never left. We had to have the meeting as a pack, Kang demanded it, now we know why." Jimin spoke, keeping his eyes to the ground.

"Well, I don't know what I believe, but thank you for explaining. You can go now" I say, feeling the hole in my chest getting bigger. I shouldn't have gone tonight, it only led to confusion and opened wounds.

"We will be here for the rest of the week, if you want to talk" Jin said, standing up and leading Jimin out of the room.

"Sweet dreams Y/N" Namjoon said, closing the door behind him. I listened for the front door to close before closing my eyes and letting the tears fall.

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Warnings: implied sexual themes, smut, angst, fluff, polyamorous relationship, pregnancy and birth control discussed, breeding mentioned

If you’re not 18+ please, do not interact.

As always, my works do not represent BTS in any way, this is purely a work of fiction.

Jin was in the kitchen preparing food to last through the oncoming heat and rut cycles. Namjoon was on the phone with their management/owners explaining the situation, denying heat suppressants. Yoongi explained how any form of suppressants caused damage to the body and they won't allow their management to force that on their mate.

"Are you on any form of prevention?" Namjoon asked, causing Jungkook to choke on his water.

"Joon, you can't just ask that" Jungkook whined.

"I am on birth control, yes Namjoon" I respond bluntly, causing his ears and cheeks to turn red.

"Y/N! Come see our nest!" Jimin hollered from another room, footsteps entering the kitchen where we were gathered. Taehyung enters with Yoongi and motions for me to follow him. I hesitate, causing Yoongi to raise his eyebrow. 'Follow' he mouthed at me, so I stood up and followed Taehyung down the hall. Yoongi followed behind me, I could feel his eyes on me or maybe its just the prey instincts in a house full of predators.

"Don't worry Doe, we will take care of you" Taehyung purred as he led me into a huge darkened room. The walls were colored a dark brown color, the windows were coverred with brown black out curtains, a large bed covered most of the floor and was covered with fluffy blankets and pillows. It looked very inviting, reminding me of the nest my previous owners kept in the breeding room. I was never in that room other than cleaning up after the other hybrids.

"Welcome to our den, baby" Yoongi whispered in my ear, wrapping his arms around my waist and picking me up. He carried me over to the bed and laid me next to Jimin and Hoseok who immediately wrapped their arms around me.

"Comfy?" Jimin murmured in question, nosing at my scent gland on my neck. I nodded yes, relaxing back into the blankets, enjoying how soft it felt.

"You smell close to your heat, you feeling okay baby?" Hoseok questioned, causing me to tense.

"I don't really know, I've never had a heat before. That's part of why my past owners left me on the streets." I whispered, afraid they wouldn't want a hybrid that's broken.

"You, wait, never?" Yoongi asked, leaning closer to look me in the eye. I shake my head, avoiding his eyes as I feel heat creep up my neck beginning to blush under his intense stare. He reaches up and grabs my chin, tilting it up so I can't continue to avoid his eyes.

"Have you ever been with another person?" He asked me, receiving another shake of the head, "Words, in our pack we need words when we ask a question, Doe"

"No, I have never been with anyone, I refused to entertain the clients that my owner had over." I confirmed, feeling my blush deepen. His eyes twinkled with the new information, face filling with lust at the thought of his pack being your first everything.

"Hmmm, well in that case, are you feeling hot? Any hazy feeling in your head, or a headache?" I shook my head, saying no quickly as his face turned stern with my lack of a verbal answer.

"Hot and bothered?"Jimin whispered in my ear, biting my earlobe causing me to yelp and try to escape the arms holding me.

"Well now she is hot, look at how red her face is!" Taehyung pointed out from beside Yoongi.

The door slamming open startled me, Namjoon coming in with Jin and two fridges. They plug them in and Jungkook starts to place the food Jin was prepping in them. Taehyung and Yoongi stand up and begin to take trips with them to the kitchen so it moves quicker. I lay back in between Hoseok and Jimin, taking deep breaths to calm my racing heart. Just as my heartrate starts to slow, Jimin starts to leave kisses on my neck, nipping at my scent gland. I shudder, feeling Jimin smirk against my skin. His hands push against my shirt so he can feel the skin of my waist.

"Your skin is starting to become hot, I would say we have no more than an hour before it begins. Her body meeting 7 mates is causing the pill they gave her to fade from her system quicker than expected' Jimin told Namjoon.

"Jin, why don't you take her to the shower to cool down while we wait for the confirmation from Sejin." Namjoon directs Jin, "A cool shower should help prolong it a little."

Jin helps me up out of the bed and leads me to the ensuite bathroom. There was a huge bath that we could all fit in, same with the shower. This must be made specifically for large packs. Jin starts the shower on a cool setting to help my body cool down.

Jin turned towards me and motioned for me to step towards him. He reached up and felt my head, his tail flicking in worry.

"I can leave you to shower, but your temperature is spiking so I don't know how long you will have before you will need one of us. I mean you can only take care of yourself for so long before your body will reject even your own touch." Jin explained.

"I don't mind, I mean, you'll be helping me soon enough anyway" I respond, looking down in embarrassment, "I don't know a lot about heats, but I know that ruts can be intense."

"We won't hurt you, I promise. We will only take care of you if you want us to, even in the midst of a rut." He says, putting his hands on my waist. "Can I?" he asked, playing with the hem of my shirt. I nod yes, causing him to pinch my sides lightly, "Words, little Doe, I know Yoongi has already told you this, be a good girl baby"

"Yes, Jin, you can" I said, my heart rate climbing by the second. Jin slowly raised my shirt up, pulling it over my head, eyes never leaving mine. I shivered as the cool air hits my skin, his eyes turning darker and pupils dilating. His hand trailed down to my pants, waiting. I whispered a small yes, causing his lips to quirk into a small smirk. My pants fell to the floor next to my shirt, leaving me in nothing but my undergarments. His warm hands resting on my hips again, playing with the lace on my underwear.

"I like these, pink happens to be my favorite color" He said, quickly glancing down at the matching set, causing heat to flood my cheeks. He pulled my hands to the bottom of his shirt, leaving them there.

"Are you going to just stare at me, or ask to undress me" He joked, wiggling his eyebrows.

"C-can I?" I stutter

"Can you what baby" He was not making this easy for me, "Don't be shy to ask for what you wan't, we won't ever deny you" He said gently.

"Can I take off your shirt?" I ask him, receiving a yes, I pull his shirt up, being met with a beautiful sight. "Can I touch you?" I whisper, not taking my eyes off of his chest.

"Of course you can baby" Jin said, pulling me closer to him. My hands trail from his collarbone down his chest, stopping as my nerves take over. He grabbed my hands, pulling them lower, watching my reactions. He guided my hands over his abs, contracting slightly, and continued down his happy trail, stopping at the buckle of his pants.

"Go ahead baby, take them off."

I worked the button open and began to pull his pants down when he stopped me, guiding my fingers to hook into the waistband of his underwear too. I gulp, look up at his encouraging face, and pull them both down together. I watch his semi hard member bounce up towards his stomach. He steps close, coming chest to chest with me, trapping his dick between us. His hand coming up to my cheek, thumb brushing against it.

"Can I kiss you?" He asked, staring at my lips.

"Please" I say biting my lip.

He leaned in, maintaining eye contact until our noses were touching. His eyes flickered down to my lips, pulling my lip out from between my teeth, giving me one more chance to back out before his lips met mine. His lips were as soft as I imagined, melding perfectly with mine. His lips guiding mine, darting is tongue out to run across the seam of my lips, asking for entrance. Deciding to tease him, I kept my lips shut, denying him entrance. He hummed parting our lips, eyes twinkling with lust. He smirked leaning back in and connecting our lips with passion. His hands gripped my ass, causing me to gasp and giving him exactly what he wanted. His tongue invaded my mouth, rubbing sensually against mine, fighting for dominance. He pulled away, breathless.

"Shower" He said, out of breath. He turned and adjusted the temperature once more, glancing over his shoulder, catching me staring, before entering.

"I expect your cute butt to be joining me without that cute set, I'd hate to have to take it off of you. Can't promise to use my hands" He flirted.

I quickly stripped the last of my clothing, taking a deep breath before entering the shower behind them. Jin stood under the waterfall shower, looking ethereal. The image of Jin water flowing down his chest belongs in a museum. My eyes trail lower, seeing his excitement and causing heat to pool in my belly. I was starting to feel the fever.

"Come" He motioned to me, holding his hand for me to take. I place my hand in his and he immediately pulls me flush against his chest, under the cool water. His eyes widen when he feels the heat of my body against his. He pushes me back against the cool wall of the shower, his hand wandering to my chest.

"Tell me to stop at any time and I will" He whispered, connecting our lips. I began to get lost in the kiss, my head starting to feel hazy with lust. His fingers begin to massage my breast, feeling the weight in his hand. His other hand finding its way to my ass, using it to pull me tight against his hips. He was fully erect now, hard and heavy against my stomach. His fingers began to twist and pull my nipple, listening to my gasps to tell him what I liked and didn't. His hand left my breast to travel down to where I needed him the most. I grabbed his wrist, out of nerves.

"Do you want me to stop?" He questioned, pulling away and resting his forehead against mine.

"No, I just, well I never-" I began, unable to express what I want.

"Let me take care of you" Jin begged, kissing me slowly, I shuttered, feeling my body begin to fill with lust.

"Okay, I trust you" I whispered against his lips, feeling a smile overtake his face. I leaned my head against his chest and closed my eyes, letting Jin move his hands back to my core. His fingers brushing gently, sucking in a sharp breath.

"You're soaked baby, I don't know that this will be enough. I think you're-" His voice started to fade as my stomach began to cramp.

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Genre: A/B/O, Poly BTS and Reader

Warnings: angst, omegaspace, eventual smut, slow burn, angst, fluff, polyamorous relationship, sexual themes, implied sexual interactions, name calling, abandonment.

If you’re not 18+ please, do not interact.

As always, my works do not represent BTS in any way, this is purely a work of fiction.

Part 5

Y/N's POV

Waking up in Jimin's nest was strange, the scents surrounding me made my head fuzzy. I don't remember falling asleep, the last memory I have was of Jimin having me close my eyes to fully scent me. I guess having the weight of Jimin, the wonderful scents, and the soft nest lulled me into a deep sleep. I look around the nest, seeing that I am alone. My chest hurts when I realize, baffling me. I need to find a clock to see the time, I can't be stuck in this room all day. I stand slowly, and leave the nest carefully so I don't mess anything up. When I leave the room, everything in the pack house is quiet. I walk down the stairs to the kitchen, entering the room and seeing the omegas preparing dinner. Every omega turns to me, startled I begin to try and explain myself, only to be cut off by the Packs Beta.

"Omega, I need you to get dressed in your outside clothes to help me grab groceries for the dinner tonight. We weren't expecting as many guests tonight as we have" He barked, sending me on my way.

Once I am fully dressed I go back down to the kitchen and see the beta standing there with two other alpha's. He hands me a list and complains about needing to drive to the next town over just for their butcher, how it's cheaper there. When the car comes to a stop, the streets are empty and it is getting dark.

"I thought we needed groceries for dinner?" I ask the beta.

"You stupid girl, did you really think the Kim pack cared about you?" The alpha started, my heart begins to plummet. Cold sweats break out across my body, they knew what I had done, the Kim pack lied.

"We enlisted the help of the pack to test if you were really a good omega, see if you deserved to stay in our pack. Unfortunately, you failed, you foolish girl. So, this is where we leave you. You don't have a pack, you don't have a home, you have nothing. Where's your pseudo pack now, the ones who let you play house, the ones who used you. Nowhere. Just like you. Didn't even say goodbye, did they? Poor omega." My vision becomes blurry, my world crumbling as the alphas pull me from the car and throw me to the ground. I curl into a ball as they drive off, willing this to all be a nightmare I will wake from.

I don't know how long I sat there, all I know was it was freezing and I could see my breath. I hear footsteps approaching, I tense, expecting the worst. Suddenly, I feel a fabric placed around my shoulders, two pairs of legs coming in front of me. One of them crouching down, a female.

"Are you lost? Where is your pack, omega?" She spoke softly, keeping her distance.

"N-n-no pack" I stuttered, from the cold and the pain of being shunned from my pack.

"Then, would you like to come with us? We have a fire on and dinner started, I am sure you can find something to help with while you stay" the male voice spoke gently. I nod, anything to get out of the weather.

That was 3 years ago, since then I have become a permanent resident in the tiny town I was dropped off in. The Moon Pack accepted that I didn't want to become a member of their pack and allowed me to stay at a house close to their pack house. I work in their kitchen and get paid for it, which took a lot of explaining on why it was important. I've learned everything about pack life, omegas, alphas, and even betas. The Moon Pack has shown me what it means to be an omega and how wrong my pack was.

"Y/N! We are hosting the Lunar Ceremony this year!" Chan said, running in with excitement. The Lunar Ceremony is a way for packs to mingle and meet potential packs. I haven't ever gone to one, pretty content with being a lone wolf.

"Why, where?" I question, continuing to prep the desserts for after dinner, my favorite thing to do.

"In the woods, the clearing by the water. We offered to this year, so we can help our young members find a pack." He replied, stealing some of the fruit filling for the pies.

"Hey!" I swat at his hand, "Well just let me know when it is so I can lock my doors" I say.

"Why don't you want a pack? Not all of them are like them, you know. I have the list of the ones invited, none of them believe in the archaic ways like them. We personally know all of them, if it helps" He spoke.

"I'll think about it, after cooking for it, I doubt I will have the energy." The ceremony hits on the first Full Moon of winter. It's full of dancing, mingling, good food, and courting.

"That's this weekend!" I realize, looking at the calendar, "Why are we just finding out?"

"Well, the Pack Alpha and Omega have known for a little while, the rest of us have just found out in the meeting" He responded, helping me put the pies in the oven. "Plus, haven't you seen all of the meals being prepped in advance the past three weeks? That what it's for, you've even made desserts in advance!"

"I thought that was for the ruts coming up, your pack has a high influx of them as of recently. You know with all of the mates being found" I explain.

"Well, you have a lot more to make, so good luck" He yells over his shoulder as he leaves the kitchen.

I let out a deep breath, preparing myself for the work I now know is coming. Finishing cleaning the kitchen, I double check the timer on my phone and set out to find the Pack Omega. I might as well get started now.

Setting down the last of the food in the clearing, I wave goodbye to the Pack Omega and head back towards my house. The ceremony starts in just a few hours and I want to be inside when the packs start to arrive. I nod at the pack members I pass on my way back, noting the unmated and packless members wear white. I see Chan entering the woods, wearing white.

"Hoping to find your pack this year?" I question

"Going to hide?" He responds, receiving a glare from me.

"Why can't you come for just an hour, meet some people? Alpha Jisoo said you can claim to be mated and in her pack, just come and experience it." He begged.

"I don't own any red, sorry" I lie, avoiding his eyes.

“You’re in luck because I have an extra gown that’s just your size” Alpha Jisoo says, coming into the woods behind Chan.

“I’ll think about it” I say, continuing back to my house.

“I left it on your porch!” Alpha Jisoo yelled.

“Of course” I muttered, thinking of all the things that could go wrong if I decided to go tonight.

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A lot of time skips to start off the story and give background about the reader.

Idol hybrid BTS x hybrid foreigner reader

Warnings: sedative use, relocation against the readers will, implied sexual themes

It was storming outside when the announcement was made, blaring over the emergency speakers.

“All hybrids are required to enter Hybrids Centers to become independent. All hybrids must adhere to the rules set up by the centers, or they risk becoming strays. It is now Illegal to own hybrids in any capacity. Hybrids found on the streets will still be picked up by Hybrid Control and taken in for assessment. Hybrids will receive funds by the state, jobs, and housing upon existing of the Hybrid Centers. This begins now”

All of the humans were staring at me, I had no owner and they knew that. I was abandoned last month by my previous owner for scratching a “client”. I had avoided being taken in, until now. I stare at the large van pulled off to the side of the road as Hybrid Control exists. I follow without a fight, fighting would ensure I was put down. As much as I want to have hope of becoming independent, there has to be a catch. Even Hybrid idols are owned by someone, typically the company chairs. We pulled up to an airport, the man in the front seat holding my file. A picture of me in human and animal form plastered on the front.

“We have arrived, let’s get this over with. I don’t know why our strays get the chance to be independent” he sneers, “at least they aren’t staying in our country”

I’m flying to another country? I begin to panic, looking for a way out of the situation. Suddenly, I feel a prick to my neck, turn to see a long pole holding a syringe empty now of sedatives. My eyes start to feel heavy, the sedative taking full effect.

“Good luck, kid. You’ll need it where you’re going, they have way more rules.” A woman said, tying my hands together. The last thing I see is a cage being unloaded from the plane.

*Time skip*

When I wake I’m in a white room, with a small bed and bathroom. I’m in a my animal form, the sedative must have forced my shift. They also must have bathed me while I was unconscious, my fur is now soft and smells like soap. I curl further into myself, hearing footsteps outside. There’s a knock on the door, and a tall man enters.

“Hello, my name is Choi, welcome to South Korea” he speaks in English, “you will begin classes on language and culture tomorrow, take the rest of the day to settle. Once you pass your classes, you can move on to the next facility where you will be joined by our countries hybrids. America started their adjustments first, we have ours scheduled for the end of the year. This will give you plenty of time to learn the language and why you are here.” He bowed, then left, shutting the door softly.

I think back on how hard it was to adjust to a new culture, learn a new language, and train on how to be a part of a pack. In South Korea, the way to earn independence is through a pack. They taught the foreigners all of the steps for becoming a pack, as a way to prove we are a bonded pack before they release us. We will be brought to the new facility where their hybrid packs are, the ones that are under 8 hybrids. That’s another catch, packs have to be 8-10 people. Rumor has it that packs satisfying the 8-10 can still participate by choice to expand their packs, and those over 10 have to be separated.

I’m pulled from my thoughts as the vehicle comes to a stop. Each hybrid given a pill to increase our chances to find our pack. It brings our animals to be more in control, allowing for our mates to identify us by smell, touch, or eye contact. I am lead to a room with tables and chairs, I walk to the back of the room and take a seat.

"Good morning, my name is San and I am going to explain a few things before we let the packs begin their search. First rule, you do not get up or call out to any pack members that enter. Second, you do not get to choose your pack, the first 2 weeks are for them to choose you. If you are chosen, you must stay with that pack. You are the outcasts of your countries, don't become the outcasts of ours. We won't keep you. Finally, if you are chosen by a pack, they are responsible for you in all aspects. You mess up, you are punished as your pack sees fit. You only become independent through your packs, foreigners do not have the same rights in South Korea." He finishes, headed towards the door and opening it.

I drop my eyes to the table and lean back into the chair. As time passes, I think I am in the clear, until someone pulls the chair our in front of me and sits down. I swallow, and take a deep breath, waiting for them to speak.

"Won't you look at me, little doe" The voice asked, I look up in shock, wondering how he knew. Looking up was a mistake, as soon as my eyes locked on his, they changed to gold. He was my mate, and by the marks on his neck, he had others. He smiled and stood, holding his hand out to me, raising his eyebrow daring me to reject it. I stood up, looking around and seeing that I am the first one to leave the room.

"We got your profiles 3 weeks ago, that's how I knew you were a doe. A Melantistic Deer, quite rare" He said, grabbing my hand creating sparks to travel up my arm. I take a good look at him while he leads me down hallway after hallway. His ears sticking off of his head and tail coloring tell me he is a predator, a rare one. We arrive in front of a guarded door, the guards bow and let us pass.

"She can come and go as she pleases, no one else" he addresses the guards. They nod and give him a final bow before closing us in what appears to be a living room. As soon as the door clicked shut, footsteps came running our way.

"You found her!" A man with orange ears exclaimed, "My name is Jungkook, this is Taehyung" he says pointing to a man with ears similar to Jimin's, "I am a Red Panda, Taehyung is a Racing Stripped Cheetah, and Jimin is an Ocelot"

"I'm Seokjin but I go by Jin, a Dhole and this is Namjoon, a Golden Tiger" Jin said, Namjoon giving me a small smile and a wave.

"I'm Yoongi, a Melantistic Fox" He said, "I will say, I didn't expect to see another Melantistic Hybrid, especially one who was a stray."

"Well, you clearly don't know who we are, so before someone else tells you..."

"Hello, we are BTS" They chant together. You furrow your eyebrows before remembering that there was a chance of encountering idols in the facility.

"Oh" You start, "idols?"

"Is that a problem?" Yoongi questions

"I don't know much about Korean Idols, so if you're expecting me to freak out, you're going to be disappointed." I confess

"We prefer it this way, lets us get to know each other at the same time" Jimin said.

"However, we are expected to be independent by the end of the week" Namjoon say with a grimace.

"So, we have to be fully bonded?" I ask, narrowing my eyes.

"Yes, but only to two members, the rest can be finished by the end of the month. Our company believes it's best to slowly introduce you to our fans." Namjoon confirm.

"But for today, we are going to just get to know you, no pressure to bond. Take it slow." Jin says

"Unfortunately, I give it 24 hours before the pill they made us take wears off and I am thrown into heat." I share, remembering what the guards were discussing when I entered. "They were talking about it in English when we walked in, how if no one finds a pack the first day that the scent of a heat will force people to choose." As soon as I finish speaking, Jimin leans in, pressing his nose to the column of my throat. Looking up at the rest in worry, confirming what I said.

"Which means we will go into our ruts..." Jungkook trails off.

OT7 Hybrid BTS x Hybrid reader

Characters

Namjoon, Golden Tiger

"Make no mistake, you're ours, and I will show you everyday if I have to. Never let you leave our den, keep you swollen with my cubs."

Yoongi, Melantistic Fox

"You should know, I never tried to hide how I felt about you. Let me show you, accept us because you want to, not because you have to"

Taehyung, Racing Stripped Cheetah

"I want to mark you, please let me mark you, let me make you ours"

Hoseok, Snow Leopard

"Good girl, you're learning so well. Such a good Doe, so lucky to have you."

Jungkook, Red Panda

"Don't get shy now, Doe, I want everyone in the building to know you're ours. I would hate for them to think they have a chance with you" Jungkook growled, nipping at my scent gland.

Jimin, Ocelot

"Won't you look at me, little doe" The voice asked, I look up in shock, wondering how he knew. Looking up was a mistake, as soon as my eyes locked on his, they changed to gold. He was my mate, and by the marks on his neck, he had others.

Seokjin, Dhole

"We won't hurt you, I promise. We will only take care of you if you want us to, even in the midst of a rut." He says, putting his hands on my waist.

Y/N, Melantistic Deer

Genre: A/B/O, Poly BTS and Reader

Warnings: angst, omegaspace, eventual smut, slow burn, angst, fluff, polyamorous relationship, sexual themes, implied sexual interactions.

If you’re not 18+ please, do not interact.

As always, my works do not represent BTS in any way, this is purely a work of fiction.

Part 4

Jin's POV

Jin knew walking back to their temporary room that he had to have a serious conversation with Namjoon, and fast. So he sent Y/N with Jimin, trusting his pack member to introduce nesting to their, hopefully, new omega. She was so precious that he couldn't understand why no other packs have snatched her up yet. He has heard rumors of the Kang pack trading omegas for money, land, alphas, anything really.

Reaching his room, he is met with the distracting sight of Namjoon pinning Yoongi to the mattress. Yoongi's hair was wet and he didnt have his scent blocking stickers on yet. No wonder Namjoon was so affected. Hearing the door close, Namjoon's eyes jump up to meet Jin's, a low growl sounding through the room. Once his blown out pupils met Jin's his growl cut off. With one last suck to Yoongi's already abused scent gland, he sits up taking a breath of fresh air.

"I have exactly what we need to make her ours"

Y/N's POV

Walking into Jimin's room felt different than this morning. The air was charged with emotions I didn't want to begin to decipher. I am met with Taehyung, Jungkook, and Hoseok on the second bed. They smile when they see me entering behind Jimin. Jimin grabs my hand in his and pulls me towards his nest as I mentally prepare to enter his nest. Remembering how the omega is supposed to invite you in, I look up at Jimin brushing noses, not realizing how close we were. He lets go of my hand in favor of placing his hands on my waist, keeping me close. My head is gettin cloudy, his eyes drawing me in and not letting me go. He walks me backwards towards the nest, whispering against my lips to enter. Next thing I know I am sprawled out in the middle of the nest, thrown over the edge so fast that I don't have time to process what happened. The sheets and blankets feel like a cloud, so soft and full of comfort. Jimin lays down beside me as I relish in the feeling. Hoseok laying on my other side. I am so focused on the softness that I don't register the scents surrounding me. I look up at Jungkook as he enters the nest, seeing that he is wearing the scent blocking stickers over all of his glands. With a quick look at the rest of the men around me I can confirm they are as well. Are the sheets made out of a special material that smells good?

"What do you think beautiful?" Hoseok asks, leaning his face into my neck.

"It's nice, feels so comfortable that I could fall asleep" I reply, taking in a deep breath. This causes the men to look at each other with a smile, pleased that you are being affected by their scents.

"Do the blankets come with different scents when you buy them?" I ask, burying my nose further into the blankets.

"Baby, did your pack alpha's ever give any omega courses?" Taehyung begins to question. I shake my head no, not understanding why I would need a course to understand myself.

"What about any books for your to learn more about omegas?" Jungkook presses, and I again shake my head no.

"They had us take classes about alphas and our place in the pack. Next month I start my training as an alpha's omega, if thats what you mean." I share with them.

"What do you mean by an alpha's omega?" Jimin questioned, dreading the answer.

"Shouldn't you know? Aren't you an alpha's omega? who are you expected to pleasure in your pack?"

"P-pleasure?" Jimin splutters

"Yeah? Like take their knots and bear their pups? Assist in ruts, or whenever the alpha wants to, like, pop a knot?" Your explanation caused Jimins heart to sink. Is this what you're expected to do next month?

"How do you train?" He asked shakily, gripping the sheets between his hands tight.

"With toys, then alpha's test you out before they decide who your main alpha is. Sometimes you become back ups to others and have a main alpha. There's only so many omegas here, so" You answer easily. Jungkook gets up in a hurry and rushes out the door, your scent begins to sour in fear that you upset him. Were you not supposed to tell other packs? Was this another test that you have failed?

Namjoon rushes into the room with Jin and Jungkook behind him.

"When does your training start?" Namjoon questions, alarm on his face.

"At the start of December, so I am assigned an alpha for rut season" I answer with the urge to bare my neck to the pack alpha.

He turns on his heal and walks out of the room, with Jin on his heals who stops briefly to send all alphas to the other room.

"Did I do something wrong?" I ask quietly, feeling Jimin shake his head.

"Do you know what scenting is?" He suddenly asked, and I shake my head.

"Can I show you? If you want me to stop at any time, I promise I will." I nod my head, wanting to see what he was talking about.

"Words, baby"

"Yes, Jimin. Please show me" I whisper

He begins to pepper kisses up my neck, reaching my gland where he begins to focus his efforts.

"Would you ever leave here" He questions around kisses

"I can't, thats not how it works. You are born here, you die here, one way or another" I whisper, wishing that wasn't the case. He continues to kiss my gland, occasionally letting his tongue trace over it.

"What are you feeling, baby?" Jimin asks, beginning to suck.

"I don't understand, I feel good, is this scenting?"

"Can I fully scent you?" Jimin whispers

"Yes" I instantly respond

"Close your eyes baby" Jimin says. Once my eyes flutter closed I am overwhelmed with the scent of orange blossoms and lilacs. As tempted as I am to open my eyes, I trust Jimin enough in this moment to keep them closed. I feel him shift on the bed, his legs coming on either side of min, his hands next to my head as he lowers himself on me. He touches my scent gland with his wrist, mixing our scents. Little did I know that it was his way of claiming me, his way of showing others to back off.

Maybe that was my first mistake. Maybe I should have said no to the scenting. Maybe I shouldn't have handed any trust over so easily. Maybe I should have tried harder to push the pack away. If only I knew what was going to happen.

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