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Yeji once suggested speaking to a therapist about having anger management issues after walking into your office and having to dodge a flying pen Matrix style. The thing is that writing is the only thing that brings this emotion out of you. No other thing has been this frustrating in your life, especially these past few months. This change of scenery was supposed to help, instead its made it worse since now you’re all alone dealing with the thoughts of self doubt and multiple episodes of laying on the floor like the scene in Lilo and Stitch. Except, unlike Lilo, you have no one here to tell “Leave me alone to die” to.  

You’re beginning to feel like a failure, absolutely no work has been accomplished. What kind of author can’t even write or draw? Maybe giving up the children’s book gig and becoming an erotica novel writer is a good idea. You’ve always thought about the idea of writing spicy romance novels. You’ve heard the building secretaries whispering about the newest “spicy” book they’ve seen on Tiktok. Apparently fantasy books about werewolves are very popular, talking about “mates” and “knots” and other supposedly hot things. Who knew porn about imaginary creatures would be something people would be into.

This cabin was supposed to help you write but right now it’s feeling like a stuffy prison. Checking Naver for any local coffee shops you discovered there’s a Starbucks, should you support local coffee shops instead? Yes. Would you rather have a frappucino than real coffee? Also yes.

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This Starbucks wasn’t a standalone building. Just like almost every other building in this town it’s connected to other shops almost like a strip mall. There’s a pet supply shop to the right of it and a tteok-bokki restaurant to the left.

Resisting the urge to stop at the restaurant you walk into the Starbucks and find that it looks just like any other one you could find in Seoul. It seems like this location is pretty popular. There’s a moderately long line of people waiting to place their order. All the tables were occupied even the seats right at the bar were taken. Sighing in defeat  you switch your laptop bag from one shoulder to the other.

Heading out the door you heard a pair of voices loudly bickering behind you. Stopping to hold the door open for the men you recognized one of the men as Yoongi from the bakery. You didn’t know the other man though.

“Would you like some coffee with all that sugar?” Yoongi said giving the other man’s drink in his hand a disgusted look.

The taller man scoffed, “Oh I’m sorry that I’m not a coffee snob like you and only drink my coffee black. I happen to love myself and caramel frapuccinos are my comfort food. Self care is important these days!”

Yoongi rolled his eyes before noticing you, “What are you doing here?”

Before you could answer he was smacked on the back of his head and pushed out of the doorway. “Ya! Don’t you have any manners? Sorry about him, I’m Jin and I’m guessing you know Yoongi.””

You nodded while Yoongi turned and glared at the man behind him making a low sound that oddly resembled a dog’s growl. Shivers went down your spine and oddly down to another place that you definitely were not expecting.

“I was trying to get a frappuccino and some cake pops but the line is way too long and I didn’t want to wait.”

“I can make cake pops that are way better than those abominations. C’mon let’s go.”

Sharing a confused look with Yoongi who just shrugged you followed after Jin who was marching like a man on a mission in the direction of the bakery.

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Walking into the bakery your nose was overwhelmed with the scent of cinnamon, it almost made you sneeze. Yoongi ushered you to a table near a window and told you to sit tight. Pulling out your phone you decide to browse Instagram while you waited. Leaning back in your chair you could hear muffled arguing coming from what you assumed was the kitchen in the back.

“I’m telling you, you need to play up the bad boy look. You can get more tips If you would at least answer when women ask you about your tattoos.”

“And I’m telling you, they make me uncomfortable. It’s either cranky ajummas who give me dirty looks when they notice or women who have no shame and try to touch them. I’m not a damn petting zoo, hyung.”

“You look like a zoo animal.” Jimin snickered while sitting on one of the counters near the stove. This resulted in a big glob of cream cheese frosting meant for the piping hot cinnamon rolls being launched at him narrowly missing his head and splattering on the wall. He jumped off the counter growling “Listen here you little shit.”

“What the hell do you two think you’re doing in MY kitchen?”

Jin was fuming looking at his younger mates acting like children in his precious safe haven. He knew he shouldn’t have let Yoongi talk him into going on a break.

“He started it!” Jungkook pointed at Jimin who was currently stalking towards him ready to hit him in his stupid pretty boy face.

“Shut up you little snitch!”

“Snitches get stitches” Yoongi added.

“Cut it out all of you” Namjoon called from the office rubbing his temples trying to alleviate the migraine that was forming from staring at excel sheets all day.

“Y/N is out there waiting for a coffee. This is our chance to give her the potion.” Yoongi informed the alpha wolf giving him the iced Americano he bought for him.

“Call Taehung and tell him to get over here. We’re executing the plan today.”

~Present Day~

You didn’t know what to expect but what you were expecting sure as hell wasn’t this. The room you were currently held in looked like a five star hotel room, adorned in hues of red and gold and decorated with paintings of regal wolves hunting deer and hanging around the moon goddess. If you were here under different circumstances maybe you could appreciate how beautiful this room was.

There was no clock in here so it was impossible to know how long you were trapped in this makeshift prison cell. And the lack of a window was also disorienting. Your phone sat useless on a side table, long dead. But it wasn’t needed to know at least a few hours had passed since the guards brought you.

The first hour was filled with frantic pacing and trying to open the locked door. Why were you guys being treated like prisoners? It’s not like you broke any laws. But seeing how serious the guards were you figured some werewolf law was in fact broken.

During your crisis Jungkook was somehow able to fall asleep on the plush king size bed. He was curled up in the fetal position hugging a pillow close to his body. His baby face, even more prominent while relaxed and unconscious, made him look like a young boy and not a man in his twenties even with his facial peircings.

Rage filled every part of your being as you fought the urge to yell at him to wake up and face the reality of the situation. After all this was his fault, right? Why did he take that stupid potion? Why didn’t he listen to Yuna? Why couldn’t he stop being so immature for once in his life?

This was the first emotion other than soul crushing sadness that you felt this during this whole ordeal and it scared you.

Walking away from him and into the bathroom to cool off before doing something you’d regret seemed like the right thing to do. Throwing things Jungkook already knew in his face would be cruel.

The marble of the bathroom counter felt cool against your palms as you stood in front of the sink staring at yourself in the mirror. You look rough, eyes red, face puffy and dried tears adorning your cheeks. You were never a pretty crier like the women in the Kdramas you watched every night with Jin. If said man was here he’d tell you that you looked like you got ran over by a car and that you could never catch him slipping like that.

You snorted at the memory of your overly confident mate. He always had an ugly crying face but you didn’t have the heart to ever tell him that fact. The small smile you were able to conjure up quickly fell when you remembered soon he won’t be your mate anymore.  Feeling the urge to cry once again felt ever present so you rushed to turn on the water faucet.

Cupping your hands you splashed cold water in your face. The freezing liquid was shocking enough that it felt like an emotional reset. It was a little trick you learned from Yoongi who said it always helped to ground himself when he felt a panic attack coming on. ‘You can’t freak out when you’re cold’, he’d say. You seriously contemplated taking a cold shower and just fully shocking your system into submission but that just sounded miserable.

You definitely didn’t need anymore miserable in your life.

Was everything Jungkook’s fault? Yes. Could he have killed Yoongi? Yes. But he didn’t and that should count for something right? Why couldn’t Namjoon realize he was extremely sorry? Wasn’t the mate bond supposed to be strong? Isn’t it like a supernatural marriage pact?

What happened to ‘Through sickness and health’? How could Jungkook be thrown away like trash that easily? The thing that hurt the most was that no one else but you stood up for him. Not even Taehyung who ran with his tail between his legs when he was scared. Why were you the only brave one?

Jungkook was your priority now and you would stick with him for the rest of your life. The others may have been able to be forced into abandoning their love for him but you’re stronger than that. Fuck werewolves and their cowardice.

Finding parking on the street for three vehicles was difficult, the whole normally quiet block was packed with cars.

“Hmm, I thought witches traveled on brooms.” Yoongi wondered a loud touching his chin. Jin laughed his windshield wiper laugh behind him as he popped his car’s trunk.

Namjoon also stared at the cars pondering the conundrum, “Would a broom closest count as a parking lot?”

“I’ve found that leather seats are much more comfortable.” An amused sounding voice sounded right in Namjoon’s ear causing him to jump. She was definitely not there a second ago.

“What the hell?” Jimin said clutching a hand to his chest staring at the strange woman cloaked in a blood red lace corset dress who just smiled sweetly back at him. “Why can’t you witches be normal?”

“Who said you mutts were normal?” A woman with brown bunny ears wearing only a light blue collar snarked back to the silver haired man. He was going to come up with another comeback but he was having trouble when he noticed the woman’s lack of clothing.

“Do you people not own clothes? Why are your familiars always naked?” Taehyung piped up getting out of the passenger seat of Hobi’s car.

“My eye’s are up here, Fido” She smirked at Jimin when she noticed him staring at her breasts before he growled and turned his head as if he wasn’t looking.

“Where’s Yuna?” Namjoon interrupted.

“She’s busy. My name’s Jihyo and this is Nayeon.” The witch said before telling everyone to step back. When the wolves reluctantly stepped away from their cars Jihyo snapped her fingers and two trolley carts ,that looked like old fancy hotel carts that bellhops would use, appeared out of thin air. Then with a flick of her wrist all the boxes from inside Jin’s trunk started floating up and stacking themselves perfectly onto one of them. Then Hobi’s trunk opened when she pointed at it and the same thing happened again. Like clockwork all of the boxes from Jungkook’s truck and the box that he was holding floated to join the others. The sudden force yanking the box from his hands surprised him causing him to yelp.

The whole pack stood there in awe at the magic show they just witnessed until Yoongi piped up breaking the trance they were all in. “Wow, you didn’t even have to say Wingardium Leviosa.”

“Keep it up and I won’t give you the potion.” Jihyo frowned at him.

“The potion? Yuna told us that she needed to go get supplies to make it and it needed to ferment.” Hobi stated cocking his head like a confused puppy.

“Yes, that is true but luckily for you I happened to have left overs of one of the potions she promised you.”  Jihyo once again snapped her fingers and with a magical poof of blue smoke a small glass bottle appeared. “This is ‘accept me’ potion.”

“You could give this to someone and tell them the sky was green and they’d accept that without arguing.” Nayeon pointed at the floating bottle.

Jihyo moved her hand in a ‘shooing’ motion and the bottle moved to Namjoon. The bright green liquid sloshed around with a wine bottle-esque cork to keep it inside. He reached out to grab it but Yoongi got it before he could.

“You need to make sure you use it all at once, in a beverage is the best option. Once you give it you have 24 hours to use it to it’s strongest ability. After that it starts to weaken and you have less of a chance of being able to relay the information you seek to give. You can always use another batch if you mess up but if you already told your little girlfriend what you are and she runs away you can’t magically make her forget her fear and simply erase the memory. So be smart and use it wisely.”

~Present Day~

The most noticeable thing of this train station was the huge gold water fountain that greeted you as soon as you walked up the stairs from the boarding platform. It was of a beautiful woman sitting on the edge of a waterfall surrounded by wolves at the bottom. You knew immediately that it was to pay tribute to the Lunar Goddess, the deity all werewolves pay respect to. Things like this were usually only seen at temples deep in the woods where humans don’t go. The existence of werewolves is still very much a myth in the normal world and will remain to be until the end of time if the council has any say. Only a small amount of humans know and it’s because they’re fated to be pack mates. So seeing that so out in the open cemented the fact that you’re now in a completely different world, making this nightmare feel so much more real.

In your reverie you failed to notice the atmosphere change at first when two huge black wolves approached. A thick feeling of authority that felt much stronger than anytime Namjoon flexed his alpha power wrapped itself around you. You normally couldn’t feel it when he did that but this feeling managed to be so strong even your mere human senses could feel the danger radiating off them.

One of them made it a point to stare you in the eyes with it’s almost glowing ice blue eyes. It’s easy to remember that there’s a person behind a wolf’s eyes whenever you’re around your pack members but these eye’s only gave off pure predatory nature that gave off no sense of humanness.

“Yes this is them.” one of the guards said behind you. You thought you could hear a slight uneasiness in his voice as he addressed the wolves. Hearing that slight wobble you looked around him and noticed the other werewolves just trying to get to their destinations were actively giving the five of you a wide berth.

“Shh! You’re ruining the mood.” Hoseok scolds from the other side of the room. He currently had his elbows on his knees with his hands clasped in concentration. His heated gaze fixed on your white robe clad body. You’ve never seen ‘Mr. Sunshine Hobi’ with that look in his eyes. It was intimidating.

Out of the corner of your eye could see Jin get up from his seat and tap Jimin’s shoulder to get him to switch places with him. The oldest proceeded to put a hand on the knee of the leg Jungkook was shaking and lean over to whisper something in his ear. Jungkook was about to say something when a moan was forced out of him by Jin moving his hand in between his legs.

The large sectional and love seats were arranged to form a circle around the mattress that was brought out from Namjoon’s room. It was adorned with bright red satin sheets and one soft pillow. The pack, except for the alpha, were seated around you.  You were about to partake in a very important ritual in the werewolf world. Every single one of your boyfriends went through this as well when they received their mate mark. This tradition has been performed since the first people were cursed by the lunar goddess centuries ago.

You were nervous and slightly trembling, this is nowhere near your first time but your exes had both been humans. Humans don’t bite or have knots and they certainly don’t have sex in front of 6 other really attractive men.

You really shouldn’t have talked to Yoongi right before setting up to do this. He is an encyclopedia of knowledge but he lacks tact when reciting facts. He told you its probably going to hurt a lot to be knotted the first time since human women only stretch like that for childbirth. Jin had to reassure you after seeing the horrified look on your face that their knots are in fact not that big.

Seeing you getting lost in your thoughts, Taehyung put a hand on your shoulder to offer a little comfort. The minute his hand made contact a deep low growl could be heard behind him. The werewolf quickly backed away to one of the couches and like the other pack members around him, bowed his head in submission. The sound sent shivers down your body, looking up at the alpha wolf approaching made you feel like you should be copying them. Instead you stared into his lust filled eyes and backed up a little from the edge of the mattress to make room for him.

You felt almost a primal sense of fear that you couldn’t help. As if all your caveman ancestors were screaming at you to run from the hungry predator about to eat you. You were shaking like a rabbit about to be killed.

A whine could be heard coming from Jungkook in response to the change of your scent. Sensing it too, Namjoon’s whole demeanor changed. No longer was there this looming aura of absolute dominance in front of you. The fact that you’re just a squishy defenseless human is often forgotten by the pack.

“Hey, it’s okay,” Namjoon said sitting down in front of you with a worried expression on his face. “I’m sorry I forgot you don’t work the same way we do.”

The alpha looked over at Taehyung and nodded his head to allow him to come near you. Taehyung jumped up and wrapped his arms around you from behind and rubbed his cheek against your neck scenting you in an attempt to calm you down. It worked, as soon as you relaxed the atmosphere in the room became lighter.

“All the research I did on human sexuality said human women like that sort of thing. Dominance. They even like to be tied up.”

“What kind of research were you doing?” Jin asked incredulously.

Yoongi just shrugged, “I was watching educational films. Did you know there’s an epidemic of women getting stuck in dryers while doing laundry?”

“How do they get stuck?” Jungkook asked with a worried expression. The microwave was already scary to him he didn’t want to add another home appliance to his fear list.

“I don’t know, but I can tell you how they get unstuck.”

“Can we please get back to what we were doing,” Jimin groaned in annoyance, stroking himself over his sweatpants. “You’re gonna make me lose my boner.”

Deciding you weren’t scared anymore you thank Taehyung and he takes his seat again. The alpha wolf looks at you inquisitively to check if you still wanted to do this. You nod and he reaches out tentatively to brush over your cheek.

“Take this off” Namjoon says gently tugging on one side of the collar of your robe. Untying the belt around your waist and shrugging off the garment you revealed your naked form. As the silken fabric dropped off your shoulders an audible gasp could be heard from Jungkook. When you looked towards him his mouth was literally hanging open. None of them had seen a woman in her rawest form in person, having been chosen by the Lunar goddess to be in all male pack.

That’s not to say some of them have never seen the female naked body. Yoongi wasn’t the only one watching “educational films”. Hoseok, for one, started doing that the minute they found out you were their mate.

“They look so soft,” the youngest wolf whined, clearly talking about your breasts, but was then shushed by Jin. There was supposed to be no talking as The alpha took their mate.

Again going against his alpha instincts Namjoon looked up at you in a way to ask for permission to touch you. His inner wolf was pissed at him for not just flipping you over and fucking you into submission but you were human. He had to tread carefully.

When you gave the ok he reached out to palm your right breast. He had to admit even he was a bit in awe as well. He ran his thumb over your hardening nipple and could smell the forming arousal emanating from between your legs. It was intoxicating and once again it drove his inner wolf wild.  

The other pack members were getting antsy as well, the unfamiliar smell was causing them to want to pounce too. Almost as if it was an aphrodisiac of the most instinctual persuasion.

You could see almost every single male holding themselves back, the hyungs were better at keeping their excitement hidden but you could see Hoseok almost white knuckling the couch to regain control. The maknaes were not fairing well at all. Jungkook was shaking his leg again, Jimin took to hugging a couch pillow to keep himself grounded and even Taehyung looked barely under control.

This never happened in any of the other member’s mate mark ritual and Namjoon has never heard it be like this in any pack co-ed pack. The rituals are usually very low key and calm. He thought it may be like this because of you being human. He had to think and try to get the situation under control. He may not be able to make all six wolves submit and sit back and it could get dangerous if all of them reverted to their basic instincts. They wouldn’t be able to think rationally even though they were all mates and someone might get hurt.

Obviously the normal way of only him getting to touch you and everyone else just bearing witness isn’t gonna work. He sighed and gently pushed you back and tapped your outer thigh to have you open your legs, causing your scent to grow stronger. Low growling could be heard coming from a few of the wolves.

Namjoon was seriously about to betray his alpha status by doing this but it is what it is to keep the peace.

“What’s gonna happen is I’m gonna let all of you take her.” That caused some excited shouts to come out and the energy of the room to lighten.

“Alright alright, knock it off. No one but me is to knot her. The minute I see your knot expanding you’re done. I may be allowing you to do this but she’s my bitch tonight, don’t forget that.” He looked each of them in the eyes.

The fact that you were being treated like an object to claim normally would have pissed you off and made you give any man a piece of your mind. But in your hyper aroused state you didn’t care. You were excited to be the one in the middle of all these men barely restraining themselves, ready to ravage you on the spot. It was addicting in a way you’ve never felt before. To be wanted this badly.

Knowing that Yoongi was the best with his hands, Namjoon called the second oldest over first. “Yoongi, get her ready.”

Your eyes snapped to the blonde haired man who got up eagerly and traded places with his alpha. You tracked him with curious eyes as he positioned you in a way that you were facing everyone. While pulling you between his legs to have your bare back be flush against his front. Yoongi tapped your outer thigh to have you open your legs. Hooking your legs around his own he spread you open for the pack to see. He was a little sad that he didn’t get a look himself before he did this but he figured you looked the same as the women in the videos.

Snaking his left forearm across your chest to pull you closer against his own chest the wolf grabbed at your breast. With one hand occupied he used the other one to trail over the soft skin of your stomach down to your heated core. He rubbed his fingers up and down over your outer lips, reveling in the softness. Groans filled the room as Yoongi spread your pussy open to reveal your soaked hole.

When his fingers headed to your clit to rub lightly in circles you kicked your hips forward involuntarily, causing his hold to tighten. After awhile you grew tired of his light touch, grabbing Yoongi’s wrist you pressed his hand down harder. The hardness digging into your lower back excited you and made you want them to hurry up and get to fucking you.

“More, Yoongi, please! I need more!” You whine pushing his hand lower.

With the aid of your natural slick he was able to slide his middle finger into your eagerly waiting hole. He was amazed at the fact that you were so wet and needed no lube whatsoever. The finger was slowly pumped in and out of you slowly until your hips started moving against his rhythm. The finger was removed and this time his index finger was added as well. The stretch wasn’t much yet but you were still floating in your mind.

“Hyung, hurry up!” Jimin growled earning him a growl from the occupied wolf.

“I’ve never rushed with you. Be more considerate.” Yoongi shot back.

“Or you will be last.” Namjoon added with a sharp glare.

You couldn’t see but Yoongi stuck his tongue out at the younger wolf and gave him a cocky grin. He rightfully turned his attention back to you.

“Put another one in and curl them up. Yes, oh my god, just like that!”

You keen at the assault on your g spot, your end was just within reach and Yoongi could tell and started moving his fingers in and out faster. Right when you were about to hit that peak he pulled out. Pissed was an understatement, you were livid but before you could berate him, Yoongi unhooked your legs and pushed you forward onto your stomach. You pretty much face planted onto the mattress, before you could voice your outrage the man behind you was lifting your hips up.

Not even bothering to fully undress, Yoongi just pulled down his black basketball shorts and positioned his cock at your entrance and drove his hips forward till he was fully sheathed inside. He didn’t even give you a chance to get used to the size of him before he started jack hammering. That’s the best way you could describe the pace. It was almost like he was running on basic animal instincts.

“Holy shit!” you moan out gripping onto the edge of the mattress for dear life.

“Hyung you’re gonna break her before we even get a turn,” Hoseok said laughing. “Is it that good?”

The older wolf didn’t even answer he just forced your face back down when you tried to look up at the other man.

“Be a good little bitch and stay down.” he commanded you causing a shiver to run down your back.

Namjoon sat on the couch with barely contained rage, he should have known he wouldn’t be able to control his inner alpha enough to let the lower level wolves dominate you during the marking ritual. Jin looked over from where his was slowly jerking Jungkook off and smirked. He also knew this would happen. For as level headed and fair as Namjoon was, he was still an alpha and all alpha’s are the same deep down.

“Off.” was the one simple word that caused a huge shift in the room.

“W-what?” Yoongi looked up at him in shock.

“Get off my bitch. NOW.”

“Hey, wake up. We’re here.” The guard didn’t even try to be gentle in his attempts at rousing you from your much needed slumber. The sensation of your shoulder being moved back and forth was jarring.

Waking up naturally on your own in places other than your own bed was always disorientating. Even if you just woke up in Yoongi’s room across the hall it still took a minute to get your bearings straight. So seeing the unfamiliar faces of the two guards made you panic.

Chest heaving like a runner after a marathon and eyes staring wide you tried to back away from the werewolf holding onto you. With nowhere to go your internal fight or flight reflex switched into fight mode. The man grunted as he received a quick kick to the groin. Using that as an opportunity to escape you jumped up to run but a strong tug on your shirt put you back in your seat.

Whipping your head back in fear you were just met with a very tired looking Jungkook. Seeing him brought you back to reality. But instead of feeling better it just replaced the fear with sadness. You were supposed to be the strong one here for his sake, yet you were causing a scene. It was obvious he hadn’t slept at all.

“Mommy, she smells scawed!” the little girl from last night loudly said in that way only kids who haven’t yet learned the art of using their inside voices tend to do. “Don’ be scawed!”

Her mother shushed her and gave you a genuine look of pity before gathering her things and leading the concerned little girl down the aisle who was starting to whine about not being able to hug you.

After trying the door and seeing the closed sign you sigh disappointingly and head back to your car. You really wanted a breakfast sandwich before going to the apothecary but apparently that wasn’t in the cards for you today.

Reaching in the pocket of your jeans you pull out the card you were given by that strange woman and turned it over to see the address. Popping the address into Naver maps you see its only four streets over. Deciding to get a little exercise in  you forego moving your car and follow the map app’s monotone voice that is tasked with guiding you. It took you away from the connected shops along main street, out into a neighborhood. Finding that to be a little bit odd you just continued on.  

“Your destination is on the left.” The voice announces as you stop in front of a small two story house on a street corner that looked like an almost Gothic looking Victorian era house you’d see in a movie about witches. It definitely stuck out against the vibe of the town but it was beautiful. It was a muted gray color with an almost but not quite plum purple color adorning the roof. In the grass to the side of a brown cobblestone walk way there stood a large sign with the same image and name that is on the business card you had.

Taking a breath you head up the walkway up to the porch that was surrounded with metal railing and a rounded entrance way that had string lights and and vines wrapping around the rail posts. Before you even made it to the door, it swung open and a young woman wearing a black bucket hat a read choker and blue tie dye sweats stood in the door way.

“C’mon in Y/N,” she says with a smile. “We’ve been waiting for you.”

Present

When you watch movies there’s always the cliché of there being rain during a funeral or a sad breakup.  The movie makers want you to feel even worse than you do during the scene. You never understood that logic, you love the rain. The sound is like a white noise machine that always calms you and the smell afterwards is one of your favorite scents. Jungkook on the other hand was a different story, he hated the rain. Mainly because of the thunder, he told you about his experiences as a pup where the boom of the loud thunder forced him into transforming. He would hide under the bed shaking and whining which would annoy his older brother who he shared a room with and he’d pull him out from under the bed by his scruff and tell him to man up.

As the lightning lights up the sky Jungkook unconsciously transforms and is trying to get in your lap clawing up your shorts clad legs in the process. When Tae smells the blood his head immediately snaps to the back seat and you shoo him away silently telling him you had it under control.

Yuna’s shop comes into view and Taehyung parked the truck in front of it. Yuna was the first to get out and she stormed in while you and Tae were left to get the large wolf out of the truck who was refusing to come out. If you weren’t already stressed you might have found him trying to hide his massive body on the floorboard behind the driver’s seat cute.

“Jungkook, hurry up and get out. Now!” Taehyung snapped at his younger mate after fling open the driver’s side passenger door and shoving him towards your door almost causing him to fall out. His patience with the maknae wearing thin after having to deal with the ever present feeling of dread and anger coming through the soul bond. You give him a shocked look and he just ignored you and slammed the door coming to your side and grabbing Jungkook by the scruff and physically dragging him up the stairs to the door of the shop once the wolf jumped down. A loud yelp came from Jungkook and Taehyung obviously didn’t care as he all but flung him through the open doorway.

You’ve never seen him angry like this. He was always your calm rock. The one who may not look like it but he was constantly thinking. You have no idea why he suddenly flipped on a dime.

“God, you look terrible,” was the first thing out of Ryujin’s mouth when Tae walked through the door. She shut her mouth when she received a death glare, she looked at you for answers you just shook your head.

Yuna came down the stairs from the the second floor dragging what looked like a mat and laid it in the middle of the floor in front of her crystals section. “Jungkook, come here.” she said in a soothing voice. He was currently trembling on the floor with his front legs crossed over his face hiding his eyes. He cautiously picked his head up and looked at his hyung who just stared at him in the eyes. The display of dominance was almost palpable in the air and it rooted him to the floor.

“Taehyung! Knock it off!” You shout at him. “Jungkook already knows he fucked up, we don’t need you making him feel worse. If you’re gonna act this way just go back to the pack.”

“I can’t!” he throws his arms up. “You don’t understand. This is about pack safety. This isn’t some minor fuck up. In wolf law this is enough to get us banished!”

“Namjoon, wouldn’t do that.” You say already feeling your bottom lip trembling. Taehyung’s shoulders slump as he lowers his head avoiding your gaze before heading out the door.

If looks could kill Jungkook would be in prison for murder. Age hierarchy be damned he really wanted to tell off his oldest mate but he’s a good boy and won’t do it. Plus he’s too pretty for jail, although he could learn how to do prison tattoos. He’s watched shows with Tae, he knows you gotta have a hustle to survive.

“Wow, and I thought I was a hard ass about things.”

Both wolves snapped their heads to the doorway and yelled in unison, “Where have you been?!”

Hoseok turned around and ran out quickly trying to avoid the wrath of his mates. He got halfway down the streets when a strong arms grabbed him around the waist and hoisted him onto a tattooed shoulder.

Why did the maknae have to be so strong?

~Present Day~

Getting shoved into a black SUV and having to sit by a huge scary werewolf for an hour was not something you foresaw happening when you woke up this morning. When given the choice to comply or be forced you and your mate obviously complied. As you were being led out you could see Yuna still as a statue not looking at anything other than a piece of paper in her hands. You don’t even know if she noticed you getting abducted.

Once you were situated in the very back and Jungkook was in the middle row with the other guard a woman got into the driver’s seat and started the engine, not even sparing a glance to any of you.

The drive felt longer than it actually was, thoughts were constantly racing through your head about what was coming in your future. What is an unmating trial? What are you going to do even if the court denies Namjoon’s request? Would he even want anything to do with you? Could Jungkook even go home?

The sudden stop of the car jarred you from your thoughts, the woman parked in front of a train station.  You had to snap at the man who was trying to drag you out, “Don’t pull me like that! I can get out on my own just fine.”

He looked like he wanted to smack you but his partner grabbed his shoulder and gave him a disapproving glare. The angry man growled at that but let it go.

You were ushered through the busy station to an unmarked door that had Jungkook bristling as he walked through the entryway. It was a simple room with a receptionist desk. The woman said nothing as she walked up and handed a piece of paper to an older woman sitting at the desk. She looked to be in her 50’s and seemingly upset about that if the permanent scowl etched on her face was any indication. You shrunk in on yourself when she proceeded to look you up and down scoffing. After inspecting you she turned her gaze to Jungkook who stared her in the eyes in a challenging way. She raised an eyebrow at the younger female wolf and got a nod in return. You could hear the spiteful woman grumble something along the lines of ‘Why do all the handsome wolves these days seem to not have good taste.’ You wanted to voice your offense but the sound of a large rubber stamp slamming on the desk resounded in the room.

That was how you ended up on a train car you guessed was werewolf only if the image of a golden snarling wolf everywhere was any clue. The seats in the train were little sections of two seats facing two other seats. The two wolves sat across from you as your mate sat next to you staring out of the window quietly. The woman in white was nowhere to be seen.

When you left it was sometime in the mid afternoon and it had to be well past ten pm. The destination was completely unknown to you and whenever you tried to get answers out of the wolves you were told to ‘Shut up’. They didn’t even allow you to talk to your mate. So you instead held his hand rubbing slow circles with your thumb on the back of his hand that you hoped were comforting.

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‘When somebody loved me, everything was beautiful. Every hour we spent together lives within my heart. When she loved me’

The darkness of the night sky and the noise of the train flying down the tracks masked the quiet sobs and tears threatening to spill down your already tear stained cheeks. The glow of a tablet screen held by an adorable little girl who had to be no more than 5  was playing ‘Toy Story 2’ at a reasonable volume across the aisle. Growing up the story line of Jessie the doll abandoned by the one she loved always pulled at your heartstrings and now… well… The irony might have been comical if not for how broken your heart was. The wolves guarding you could obviously hear how pathetic you were being, but they didn’t say anything. It could have been out of kindness or they just didn’t care, who knows at this point. Jungkook didn’t pay attention either, he was too busy fighting against his obvious exhaustion.

You’ve tried to go the bakery but Yuna refuses to let you leave. Ryujin ended up going to see if they were there after you pleaded with her to do it. She found that it had a sign that said ‘Closed for Renovations’. Which you know is a bullshit lie.

As the days passed you were growing more and more agitated meanwhile Jungkook completely closed in on himself. He could still feel all of the emotions through the mate bond and it was eating away at him. He was falling into a dark head space and he rarely spoke or ate. Ryujin tried many tactics to try to get any sort of emotion out of him, but it all failed. No matter how much she insulted him to get him angry or tried to cheer him up he just stared down blankly. His normally big bright expressive doe eyes were now empty and lifeless.

Yuna ordered him clothes from Amazon Prime and was able to get him to at least wear some comfortable sweats. The witch and her familiar have shown you nothing but kindness during this whole situation. You are forever in debt to them. Without their support you don’t know where you’d be right now.

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Today had again been full of failed attempts of getting a hold of anyone. You even started using Ryujin’s phone but that was quickly blocked too after you let a voicemail on Jin’s phone begging him to talk to you.

It was around 10 am when there was a knock on the shop door. Which was weird because no one ever knocked during business hours, they just entered. Ryujin who was laying with her belly up on the window sill in all her cat form’s glory was the only one able to hear it. She trotted down the of the stairs before transforming and opening the door. She instantly had a bad vibe from the three people standing on the porch. Her large cat ears pressed flat to her head and her tail swished in uneasiness. The smell of wolf rolled off of them in waves to the point it was starting to give her a headache.

In front of her stood a beautiful woman that looked to be in her late twenties to early thirties who gave off an authoritative vibe. She was wearing a white pantsuit with a blood red shirt under her blazer and black boots. Behind her stood two buff men that wore black suits, sunglasses and those radio ear pieces you always see secret service men wear.

“Why hello there kitty,” the woman said with an obvious fake smile. “Is your master home?”

“Who’s asking?” Yuna says gently pushing Ryujin away from the door.

The woman didn’t answer she just handed her a small envelope that she pulled out from a pocket on the inside of her blazer. All the color drained from Yuna’s face as she turned the black envelope over. There was a gold wax seal stamped with an image of a snarling wolf.

“You couldn’t possibly have thought we wouldn’t figure out your little secret someday.” The woman said mockingly. Yuna just stared at the seal while shaking from head to toe. Ryujin just gave her worried looks, not putting two and two together yet. “Don’t worry. I’m not here for you, I’m taking the the human and the kid.”

The two men behind the woman walked through the door and headed up stairs. They found you and Jungkook sitting at the dining table.

“W-who are you?” You asked surprised by the appearance of two scary looking men in the middle of Yuna’s kitchen. They looked like they walked out of the ‘Men in Black’ movie.

Neither of the men answered you as the one standing on the right pulled out a piece of paper that was folded and started to read it almost like a script.

“L/N Y/N and Jeon Jungkook,” the man stopped and looked at you to make sure you both were paying attention. You looked at Jungkook and noticed that he was finally not looking down. His attention was a hundred percent on the man. You could feel the anxiety rolling off of him in waves as if he knows something you don’t know. “By decree of the Royal pack of the Lunar Goddess, this is a summons to appear for an unmating trial.”

“A WHAT?!” You shout in disbelief, Jungkook just burst out sobbing. He knew what the men were here for the minute they walked in the kitchen.

“By request of Alpha Kim Namjoon, you are to stand trial in front of the congress of Alphas to see whether or not the removal of your mating marks and subsequent banishment from your current pack is warranted. Failure to appear will result in mandatory prison time.” The man finished reading giving you a sympathetic look.

“NO! NO! You’re lying! Namjoon wouldn’t do this! He loves us!” You started hyperventilating not fully understanding how Namjoon could actually go forward with kicking not only Jungkook out but you as well. You didn’t do anything!

“Obviously not.” The second man snickered earning a glare from his companion. “You can either come with us willingly or we drag you out.”

3 years ago

You didn’t notice how long you had been sitting and talking with Yuna and Ryujin. You checked your phone and saw it was 12 pm. “Oh wow, it’s already noon. I better head home.”

“Oh honey you can stay for lunch if you’d like. Ryujinnie is quite the chef.”

The mentioned girl looked bashful and muttered “I’m not that good.”

“Thank you so much for the offer but I really need to get going.”

“Aww that’s too bad,” Yuna pouted. She got up taking the teapot and mugs on a tray back into the shop.

You stood up gathering your things when you hear Ryujin shout “If you don’t have my cupcakes get out of here!”

Bewildered you look at her and then in then behind you. There was a tan almost blonde colored dog sitting at the bottom of the steps looking up at you. It had a black snout and black ears that flopped over at the very tip making it look a little goofy. It looked to be almost the same size that Tae was, Maybe a little bit bigger.

“Oh hi puppy,” You smile and move to go down the stairs and pet him.

“Don’t touch that mutt, he’s a stray.” The woman growled out. The dog turned his attention and raised his lip at her. That made you jump a little. “See what I mean?”

Almost immediately it lowered his ears whining at you and giving you ‘puppy dog eyes.’ You were still a little nervous so you just walked around it and headed down the street back to where you had parked.

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Light flashed in front of the small shop and a very annoyed looking man stood where the dog had previously. “Why did you do that?”

“It’s not my fault you’re a rabid beast.” Taking her hat off and rubbing her poor ears that were sore from being pressed down. “Why are you even here? Shouldn’t you be baking right now.”