Frustration brewed in Yeosang as he paced the halls of the pack grounds. He didn't mean what he said to you. But his pride refused to let him apologise first. Yes, you were both in the wrong, and you both were well aware of that. But the heated argument didn't stop until you walked out of the room. Storming to your shared living quarters without him. He stays in the main hall for a while. Keeping his distance from anyone. And if anyone dared to speak to their angry leader, he would growl in a tone that scared anyone's wolf away.

It had only been a couple of hours. Four? Five? Heck, it was probably going on six at this point. His wolf was howling, begging for him to just give up this silent no-talking game that you and Yeosang had started. But no, he needed you to apologize first. So, after finally stopping his frustrated pacing, he went to his study to try and get work done in order to distract himself. It worked for maybe five minutes before he threw some papers—that were most likely important— on the floor.

Fuck it. He thought, getting up to make a quick stride over to his living quarters but when he aggressively opened his study room door he is suddenly met with a sight he didn't know he was going to witness for another week.

"Y-Yeo..." It was you. Carrying a sad pout and clenched thighs. He could smell your arousal leaking out of you. Your eyes were already glossed over and full of desperation. Through the fight, he completely misread the date, forgetting your heat was approaching. It took every fibre in his being not to pounce on you then and there. God, you smelt amazing.

"Come to apologize, I see." His cockiness grew, knowing you would have to apologize now, and then you can both just forget about the silly fight. But little did he know you weren't going to give up that easily either. Even if you were on your heat and desperately craved him. Two can play the game, and by swearing to the moon goddess herself, you were going to try everything in order to win. Even if that means you make him even madder than he already is.

"No. It's you who should apologize." You bit at him, while his hands snaked around your waist, pulling you inside the room before closing the door with your body. He had you pinned. Unable to move. Just how he liked it. His cocky smile stayed plastered on his face, tilting his head slightly he whispered against your neck.

"Hmm from what I can remember it is you who started this. And besides, it seems you have a problem only I can fix. So I think you better start begging for forgiveness." His hot breath tickled your skin, he was teasing your body, wanting to bend you. Break you. But you pushed him away slightly, showing fire burning in your eyes.

"I swear to fucking god Yeosang if you don't do something, I will go to your fucking beta and ask him to fuck me." you pulled him by his collar so your lips could graze his ear while his cocky expression slowly turned into one of anger. "I'm sure as hell he would be more than happy to oblige and make me cum."

Oh, that sent him over the edge. His vision turned red, as he gripped your waist before lifting you up over his shoulder. His hand landed a harsh smack on your ass sending a shiver down your spine. Your heat surge threw you like a sweetened pain, making you grip the hem of Yeosang's shirt. You tug it up seeing his toned back with your upside-down view. It didn't take long for your lover to make it to your bedroom, practically throwing you. You land on the soft comforter on your bed, pushing your face against the fluffy duvet as you watch Yeosang with hooded eyes. All your anger and frustration were gone, and suddenly the only thing you cared for was to have him in any way, shape or form.

"Sangieeee..." you groan, wanting him near you. He watched you with a smirk like he was enjoying your struggle. The tilt of his head proved just that, bending down to grab your chin, pulling you towards him. You thought he was still mad, unaffected by your heat. And you were partly right, he was still angry about what happened, but his mind was slowly losing control the more and more he takes in your scent. He had always been caring, and sweet in and out of the bedroom. He never wanted to hurt you in any way. But now. Now he saw raw anger-fueled lust, and he needed to release the emotions and your body seems to be the perfect toy for it.

"You know that I respect you right?" He whispers in a softer tone than before, almost as if he held perfect composure. His fingers that gripped your chin moved to squish your cheeks together. Your lips pouted from the action, making you look pathetic to him.

"Yes," You tried to speak but his grip was tight. Your hips wiggled in anticipation, seeing his free hand reach for his belt, undoing it with ease.

"Because I'm about to fuck you with nothing but disrespect."

Your hand were tied with the very belt he wore. Your naked form was on display just for him while he was still in his dress pants. You wanted to see all of him, have all of him. But you knew you shouldn't dare ask for more. His fingers were sitting deep inside you, fucking you through yet another orgasm. You were so desperate for more, but you also begged for him to stop. But he didn't listen. Your sweet scent, rich cherry with hints of vanilla, is infused in his veins and lingers on his skin like a tattoo. Those soft, whimpery sounds you make when his fingers are inside you are most alluring as the way your eyes glazed over, rolling back when he finds an especially good spot. It's almost as irresistible as the way you cling to him, clawing his back when it all becomes too much for your body to handle while he fucks you hard.

He's so greedy for all of it, he can't get enough of you. No matter how much you give, he wants more, wants to give you more of himself in return.

And it's all your fault.

"You dirty fucking slut. Wanting another man to please you when you know for a fact I'm the only one who can make this pussy come." He growled, leaning over your thrashing body, licking your mate mark, and taking in your scent. You didn't even try and make a snarky comeback, just moaning out a choked please over and over like a broken record instead.

"Who knew my precious baby liked to be fucked like a whore." He smirks feeling you clench around his fingers "You want that Darling? Want me to use this body as a toy? Fill it up with my cum for my own pleasure?"

"Yes Yes Yes Please! Fuck Yeosang!!" You screamed, cumming for what seemed like the hundredth time that night. Tears ran down, staining your cheeks. Your lips were puffy and red, swollen from the makeout. God, you were so beautiful at this moment. He wished he could print this image in his mind forever. He pulled his fingers out from your leaking hole, seeing your cum spill on the bed. He had to chuckle at how many times he made you cum just with his fingers.

"Pathetic." He taped your lips with his cum soaked fingers, wanting you to take them in your mouth. You obeyed the silent command, sucking your release off while he uses his free hand to unbuckle his pants so he could be free of them.

"Turn around now. And I swear to god, if you try and run, I'll tie you back down and leave you here with a vibrator connected to you. Understand." He spat out, growling in his alpha voice, making your wolf howl in a plea. You nodded but he wanted words, so he slapped your pussy, making you jump at the shock. "Words. Bitch."

"Yes!"

"Yes, what?" He reached for the belt, waiting for your response before he opened the clasp.

"Yes, Alpha."

"Good Girl." The clasp clicks, freeing your red and soon-to-be bruised wrists. You take no second chance, turning around, lifting your ass in the air for him to see you in full. He stood at the end of the bed with a smirk plastered on his face. You were presenting yourself just for him.

Yeosang could barely stand any more brief seconds his cock was not in your warm, tight pussy, immediately getting on the bed before rolling his hips to get deep inside you with one swift motion. There's no way he's stopping now, he can't stop, not until he's gotten orgasm after orgasm after orgasm out of you, like before.

He drops his weight on top of you, and his sweet scent, smoked Maple, and spiced citrus drifts around you in hazy waves, you could get high off his smell alone. Teeth graze your bonding mark, the wide pad of his thumb finds your aching clit, ruthlessly circling it, sensations skitter across your skin and he grinds into you, your pussy stretched tight around his thick cock, the veiny ridges sliding against your velvety walls, leaving you so full you don't know if you want to push him out and beg for a reprieve or clench down and beg for more.

"Cum for me? there you go, give it to me. My dirty little slut," he grunts, "Gonna fill your tight little pussy again and again and then I'm gonna shove every drop of my cum back inside you, gonna keep you. Yeah, that's it, fuck– such a good baby, giving me what I need, so fucking tight and warm and soft, fuck fuck I can't-,"

He breaks off, losing control for a moment. The frustration finally started to wash away. His right hand, retches upwards, snaking around your throat in order to pull you up along with his body. But his grip tightens, making your head spin in pure pleasure. You clenched around him from his actions, letting him know you enjoy the feeling just as he enjoys the feeling of his fingers wrapped perfectly around your fragile neck. His filthy words had pushed you to the brink, blinding hot sensations flowing through your veins but it's the way he loses control, his words slurring together, his pace quickening, becoming erratic and sloppy, thrust after deep, smooth thrust that set off your orgasm.

An indescribable noise escaped your slacked mouth, your vision blurring, and your body tensing as Yeosang fucks you through. His moans stream in your ear, pushing you higher and higher until you break with a quiet sob, falling back to the sheets, pliant and sated when he finally lets your neck go. Yeosang is quick to follow, chasing his own high as soon as he felt your orgasms, warmth flooding your body as he cums. His hips jerked once, twice, three times, desperately trying to push it back inside you even as it seeps around his cock.

A moment of silence is finally placed. No more anger. No more wild emotions. Just heavy breathing and fast-pumping hearts. He slid his cock out of you, swiftly turning you around so he could cage your body under him in a tight, warm hug. Was he now the one crying?

"I'm sorry..." He finally said, giving up on the whole fight entirely. You wrapped your arms around his broad shoulders, pulling him closer. Enough for your face to slot against his neck, feeling safe in his arms, surrounded by his scent.

"I'm sorry too..."

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❥𝓟𝓪𝓻𝓴 𝓢𝓮𝓸𝓷𝓰𝓱𝔀𝓪

Being a member of one of the richest and powerful families in the land, Seonghwa grew up with life handed to him on a gold platter. His family and others around doted on him. He never wanted for anything. He had the world practically at his disposal.

Very different from you. First off, you weren't even a wolf. You were human and from a young age you learned what it was like to live in fear of the beasts that surrounded you. You watched as they destroyed your once peaceful village, killing off all your loved ones, and dragging some of you off to be forced into a life of servitude to them. And you couldn't do anything but submit. You had to learn to grow up quick as your childhood and family was stripped away, burnt to the ground like the quaint town you once called home.

And above all, you learnt to hate them. You hated the wolves with every fiber of your being. And it was your hatred for them that often got you into trouble. That's why you never lasted long serving one household for long before you were sold off to another one, only for the cycle to repeat itself over and over again. Til eventually, you ended up at the mansion the Parks owned, a very grand and extensive estate that other human servants wouldn't think twice about working in, the other girls often gushing about how it was ten times better working there than any other place.

"We're still servants and they're still wolves. In the end of the day, if you piss them off enough they won't hesitate to rip your throat out or hunt you for sport. Don't get comfortable just yet ladies." You responded one day when they asked you if you liked working there, bringing them back to the reality of the harsh prejudice against humans, whom wolves looked down on them for being weak and inferior.

"Y/N, I need you to take this upstairs to the young master."

You didn't want to but had to nonetheless. You had never met any of the family members and you weren't particularly looking forward to it. Knocking on the door, you waited until you were given permission to enter before coming in. You walked up to the handsome young male, his suit in hand held out in perfect order to him. He had a stunned look on his face, his orbs growing dark as he stared at you intensely. Living long enough to understand wolves, you knew exactly what was going on, and although you felt a tugging in your chest, you were not happy with the situation.

"Your suit for the ball my Lord."

With a straight face, you set it down on the bed before curtsying to him, indicating you were leaving. Before you could turn around, Seonghwa was gripping your arm, the instant he touched you, sparks were felt in both your bodies.

"You feel it too don't you? You understand what this means?" Hearing the calm, serene and excited tone in his voice sickened you. Without thinking twice, you pulled your hand away, the harshness of it making Seonghwa's wolf whine sadly.

"Don't get ahead of yourself. I hate you and your kind."

Seonghwa stood there stunned as you walked out without another word, his wolf yelping out in pain at your rejection.

"Our mate.........hates us?"

❥𝓙𝓮𝓸𝓷𝓰 𝓨𝓾𝓷𝓱𝓸

Wolves by default did not trust sorcerers due to their scheming and mischievous natures, and sorcerers preferred not to meddle or make business with wolves due to their volatile and emotionally driven temperaments. They were two completely different beings, polar opposites as ones often preferred letting instinct and emotions guide them while the others prided themselves in being rational and intellectual beings that knew how to separate their feelings when making decisions, thus making them some of the wisest people to roam the earth.

But their differences had to be put aside in this instance if they wanted a strong business and political relationship that would benefit both sides. As one of the ambassadors of the monarchy, Yunho was one of the men dispatched to negotiate matters with the Sorcerer King. He clutched the blanket tighter around his body as the carriage drove on, unable to stand the blistering cold weather of the snow filled kingdom. As he looked out the window, he felt his heart skip a beat briefly when he caught sight of someone walking along the road, barely seeing their face as it was covered by a thick cloak. He tried to brush it off, but something was telling him that he should have stopped the carriage and gone over to see them. But he had more pressing matters to attend to.

"Welcome to my humble home gentlemen. I hope you all enjoy your stay with us. Rest assure all your needs will be cared for." The old King welcomed them with a warmth that contrasted the chilly and icy atmosphere around them.

Gesturing for some people behind him to step up, he briefly introduced them as his family. His wife, and kids, which were several of them, welcomed them all, some more reserved than others, but overall there was no animosity.

"There's another one, my oldest daughter but she seems nowhere to be found-"

Right at that moment, the doors opened and in came a figure covered in snow. Yunho recognized the pale blue coat from before and the once undistinguished feeling finally became clear when you pulled the hood off and let your face be shown, the visitors letting out audible gasps of shock and astonishment at the beauty you possessed. You barely spared a glance at them though, looking through them to the man on the throne who was looking displeased.

"My apologies gentlemen. You'll have to forgive me daughter. It seems she got caught up in a little storm."

You showed absolute no expression as you bowed your head to them, briefly walking past them as you tried to keep your head down. However, feeling someone stare at you, you lifted your face up briefly to find Yunho staring at you with such tenderness that both confused and warmed you a little. But you continued walking to take your place next to your siblings as Yunho still had the lovestruck expression plastered on.

"She's our mate! But she's a sorceress! How? Is this possible!" His wolf wouldn't contain himself, going berserk at this revelation.

"Who cares if it's possible or not? Look at her and tell me even if she wasn't destined for us that you wouldn't fall for her." Yunho counteracted, his wolf impressed by his response.

"I can't disagree with that."

❥𝓚𝓪𝓷𝓰 𝓨𝓮𝓸𝓼𝓪𝓷𝓰

Finishing putting on his suit, Yeosang grabbed his crossbow and checked it to make sure that it was in perfect condition. Satisfied, he picked up more arrows before coming out of his tent to join the other warriors who were preparing to go scouting the area. Their unit commander came up and looked them all dead in the eye.

"Remember, try not to engage in one on one combat with the enemy. Leave that to that strength force. Your job is to hide in the shadows and take them out without being seen. Only shift into wolf form if there is no alternative. Save your energy as much as you can. Am I clear?"

"Yes sir!" A chorus of soldiers chimed out before dispersing themselves quietly at different directions into the deep forest, disappearing without a trace and hiding until the opposing army started marching out towards them.

Making sure to mask his scent with dirt, mud and even some of the rainwater that had fallen earlier, Yeosang quickly climbed on top of a tall and thick tree, using the branches to cover his body away from any prying eyes. Now he just had to wait, wait until they started coming out so he could take them out one by one as he stayed hidden in the shadows. This was the most nerve wrecking moment for him, sitting quietly, all alone as he awaited for something to happen.

Soon enough, he heard loud clamors coming from the side. Sneakily looking out, he saw a dozen of wolves launching at each other, some of which he recognized as his fellow mates, the others were the opposing side. Being swift as he was, he aimed the crossbow at each of the enemies, helping to take kill them all off. The rest of his surviving members signaled they were going to search the area for survivors, meaning Yeosang now had to move to another area to help out. Just as he was coming down, you sharply grabbed onto his ankle, throwing him to the ground and dragging him away. He kicked you in your snout and gained enough time to get up and reach for his crossbow. Just as he was about to shoot you, who was also going to lunge at him, you both halted when you felt the inevitable connection between them. Both of you had a horrified expression.

"Yeosang! We heard a struggle! Do you need help?"

Hearing one of his friends coming, Yeosang looked back at you. He knew he had to say something or shoot you down, but he couldn't. Reluctantly, he put his bow down.

"No! I'm fine! Just go on, the other guys might need help."

He let out a sigh of relief when he heard them retreat back to where they came from. Just as soon as he let his guard down, he looked back to find you shifted into human form, tackling him to the ground as you pressed a knife to his neck.

"You killed my pack! You dirty son of a bitch! I'm going to-"

You couldn't finish your sentence as your wolf growled at you for putting your hands on your mate, strongly telling you to put the knife down and get off him. Yeosang could feel the conflict in you, he himself was going through the same thing.

"Go ahead. Do it. Kill me now. I won't stop you... I can't stop you." He urged you, knowing fully well you weren't going to.

You cried in frustration and agony at realizing you couldn't do it and at knowing you hurt your mate. Throwing the knife to the ground, you shifted back to wolf form and started running as far away as possible. You didn't get far enough as Yeosang himself shifted and tackled you down, firmly pressing you to the ground to keep you from moving.

"You're not going anywhere."

❥𝓒𝓱𝓸𝓲 𝓢𝓪𝓷

Your friend was practically beaming with joy at the thought of finally meeting the man her parents had betrothed her to. She had been dreaming about this moment her entire life, planned it out to a T.

"I just know the moment we see each other, we'll fall in love." She sighed blissfully as she arranged her dress one more time.

"I wouldn't get too excited Bona. You know wolf bonds are something else." You kindly tried to remind her.

She simply ignored you as she often did to anyone who tried to tell her differently from what she believed.

"My parents had an arranged marriage and they learnt to love each other. They're very happy together. " She said so confidently.

"Yes, after they were forced to create the mate bond against their wishes and amidst the pressure, therefore breaking the link with whomever their real mate was supposed to be." Your wolf was internally rolling her eyes at the stupidity of her statement, unable to stand the thought of two individuals being forced together without a hint of love between them.

She wasn't the only one who thought so, as the young man forced to attend the event held for him and his betrothed was fuming in his seat, refusing to get out, arms tightly crossed over his chest.

"You can't make me." He sternly affirmed, his wolf also refusing to budge.

"San stop the nonsense and come out of there." His father spoke up.

Eventually he was forced out of the vehicle and practically dragged through the garden to go meet his fiancee and her parents, who were extremely excited and overly happy to finally meet him, having heard so many things about him. His wolf cringed and gagged at the young girl's shrilly and high pitched voice that squealed intensely when he took her hand and shook it, feeling absolutely no sparks at the touch nor when he looked at her eyes.

"Can't say we didn't feel anything bud. I definitely felt like throwing up that deer we ate earlier." His wolf shuddered.

"Oh God, I thought that was just me." San chuckled.

As they showed them around the gardens, San opted for staying behind the entourage, trying hard to avoid the girl that was trying to latch herself onto her arm less his wolf took over and lashed out in anger at her. He definitely didn't want to cause a scene. As they were walking through the front of the building, one of the butlers was on the second floor of the house, arranging the flower pots that served as decorations. Accidentally knocking one over, San watched in horror as you were coming out of the front door at the moment, not having a clue about the falling object. In a flash, he ran over to you, being a fast runner it was no problem as he held you back and pressed you back into wall. You didn't need to ask why a stranger suddenly manhandled you as the flower pot soon splattered on the floor, no doubt it would have broken your head had it landed on it.

"Are you o....kay?" San let out a soft gasp when he looked at you.

There it was. He finally felt it. The spark and instant attraction he'd often heard other wolves talk about. There was absolutely no denying it. You yourself couldn't keep yourself from smiling, both you and your wolf melting at your mate's beautiful smile.

"Oh... I'm more than ok."

❥𝓢𝓸𝓷𝓰 𝓜𝓲𝓷𝓰𝓲

"Where you heading off to Mingi?" His friend Yunho casually asked, noticing how he was packing up some stuff in his backpack, including a water bottle and a few fruits and snacks.

"Off into the woods. It's been a while since I went on a hike." He answered.

"Don't go off to far though. You know there's been a lot of rogue sightings and I heard they're pretty vicious." Yunho warned him.

"Pfft. Rogues don't scare me. I'll be fine. It's them who should watch out if they decide to cross me."

Yunho could only snicker at that. Mingi wasn't wrong. Although he was a pretty chill and laid back person, no one dared to anger him because the beast inside of him was something else, something dangerous and terrifying that if let loose could cause a lot of damage.

Mingi inhaled the fresh air as he casually strolled across the dirt path. It was a nice day, the weather not too hot and there was a light breeze flowing through that was absolutely refreshing. Spotting a nearby tree that had a cozy amount of shade in it, he sat down and opened up his backpack to take out an apple he had brought along. Taking a bite out of it, he was just about to relax when a howling sound put him on alert mode. Peeking his head out discreetly, he widened his eyes when your small figure emerged from some of the bushes a few feet away from him. Although he was ecstatic at seeing you and feeling that instant love for you, his wolf whimpered when they saw that you were badly hurt and bleeding.

"Our mate! She's hurt! Why is she hurt?"

He was going berserk at your state and then soon turned furious when a rogue wolf emerged from behind you. It was clear as daylight that he had been hunting you, Mingi could smell that you were human and thus the perfect prey for his opponent. The terror in your eyes was unmistakable as you realized you had nowhere to run or hide.

"Don't just stand there you idiot! She's our mate! We must protect her!"

Mingi quickly shifted, running out of his hiding spot and lunged at the rogue just in time before he could manage to sink his canines into your neck. Being thrown to the ground, the other wolf was ready to fight back but upon seeing Mingi's size, he knew it would be a lost battle. So instead he snarled at him before retreating back to where he came from.

Turning his attention back to you, Mingi ran up to you as he examined your wounds, letting out a whine when he saw the gruesome bite on your ankle. And his wolf cried when you flinched away at his touch when he tried to lick up some of the blood.

"Why is she afraid of us?! Can't she see we're trying to protect her?!"

Mingi sighed as he tried to calm his wolf down.

"She's human, she doesn't fully understand yet. She will soon enough, but for now, let's just try to take things slow and take care of our mate. She'll love us soon enough, but right now, let's try to calm her down."

❥𝓙𝓾𝓷𝓰 𝓦𝓸𝓸𝔂𝓸𝓾𝓷𝓰

He was the pack's playboi and there was nothing that repulsed him more than to know that he'd have someone destined to him for life.

"One person? For the rest of your life? Yeah no, I think I'll pass." He shook his head as he slumped back a sip of his beer.

"You can't run from your destiny Woo. We're all going to meet them eventually and be tied together forever." San reminded him, a tiny and goofy smile creeping into his features.

"Plus don't you think it'll be so romantic? Seeing your mate for the first time? Glimpsing into their eyes for the first time and being instantly drawn to them? Touching their hand and feeling that chemistry surge through both of you? Inhaling their scent? Oh my god- I think I'll go insane if my partner smells like mint chocolate." He giggled and squealed, making the other wolf look at him with an accusatory glare.

"No. That's silly and stupid shit. Makes you brain dead. Look. Seonghwa is a perfectly clear example of it." He pointed towards the older wolf who was strolling by with his mate, both of them looking like lovesick puppies as they nuzzled their noses together.

"Whatever you still have to attend the Mating ball." His friend scoffed.

Wooyoung wasn't too worried about it. Year after year since he was 18, he'd attend the ball and the results were the same. He'd feel no connection with anyone, only left the building with a few hickeys plastered around his neck and with his pants all wrinkled up with the belt undone. That was the only fun he'd have at the events.

But for some reason as he made out with the girl he just met, his wolf was suddenly trying to pull him away, feeling disgusted by the sloppy kisses being placed on Wooyoung's neck. Realizing he couldn't fully enjoy himself like that, Wooyoung excused himself and left the girl hanging there, looking appalled at being rejected.

"Hey man, what's your deal? You never complained before." Wooyoung argued.

"I don't know.... it just didn't feel right...."

Wooyoung himself was feeling weird as well. Hoping to clear his thoughts, he decided to take a walk around the room, looking over at the familiar and unfamiliar faces around him. Maybe he could find San and hopefully get him to agree to spike the punch or something. As he rounded the corner, a scent caught his attention, but he couldn't quite make it out. Sniffing harder, he followed the scent that was intoxicating him until he came up to a table....

And then he saw you....... with another guy's arm wrapped around you. It made his blood boil and his wolf was snarling at the stranger.

"Get your hands off her." Wooyoung spoke out instinctively, pushing past all obstacles until he tore you out of your date's embrace, who was appalled at having someone take you away.

You on the other hand didn't fight it. You couldn't and you simply let Wooyoung drag you outside until he pressed you against one of the trees in the garden. Pressing his face against your neck, he growled as he discerned another male's scent on you.

"You reek like him." He commented, rubbing his nose across your neck in hopes of scenting himself on you. You let out a scoff at his boldness.

"You have no say.... I could smell her perfume on you from miles away."

❥𝓒𝓱𝓸𝓲 𝓙𝓸𝓷𝓰𝓱𝓸

If there was anything that Jongho hated more than anything, it was rogue wolves. More specifically, he hated the damage they inflicted upon the different towns and villages on the outskirts of the city. Houses would be ransacked, people were killed or dragged off to who knows where. They were cold blooded killers that murdered indiscriminately, male, females, children, wolves, humans. They saw absolutely no distinction. And as he looked at the burning town in front of him, his hatred for them only grew.

"Search for survivors or any clue as to where they must have gone." The captain spoke out.

Everyone was mostly searching for anything that might give hints as to the rogue's hideout or their next target. There were never any survivors so they knew that it was pointless to waste their time on it. It saddened them really, to see the piles of bodies scattered about.

Jongho looked into each of the houses, at least the ones he could still get in to. He was careful of all the falling debris and concrete that could potentially trap him inside. Searching the area, his wolf suddenly got on the defense.

"I feel something... I sense something.."

Getting on his guard in case any rogue was hiding, Jongho squinted his eyes and scanned every single corner. He was slow and careful as he opened the door to every room, finding nothing but tossed furniture and blood splatter on the walls. Having found nothing, he walked back to the living room, where his wolf felt the same strange sensation, and Jongho was feeling it too. On a hunch, he moved the tapestry on the floor. Just as he suspected, there was a handle on the floor, no doubt leading to an underground basement of some sort. Bending down, he had no trouble lifting the heavy panel as he was strong even in his human form. He fanned out the dust that flew out, slightly coughing.

"Hello?! Is there anyone up there? Help!"

Realizing someone was down there, Jongho quickly climbed down the staircase to find you cowering in the corner, shaking with fear and looking awfully pale.

"Oh my God....is she...?" Jongho internally asked.

"Yes. That's our mate. And she's shivering."

Jongho quickly came up to you, taking off his coat and draping it around you in a gentle manner. Although he was saddened that you didn't react to seeing him, he understood it was because you were human and couldn't feel the bond just yet. And he didn't want to scare you, so all he could do was safely get you out of there and take you back home with him.

"It's my mate and it's my duty to protect her."

Name: Kim Hongjoong

Rank: Alpha/Pack Leader

Will do whatever it takes those he calls family

Name: Park Seonghwa

Rank: Omega/Healer

Can be found most of the time with his nose in a book or caring for one of the other members

Name: Jeong Yunho

Rank: Beta/Peacekeeper

Will likely be hanging out in the center grounds

Name: Kang Yeosang

Rank: Omega/Sentinel

Stays up to watch the stars at night

Name: Choi San

Rank: Alpha/Hunter & Warrior

Loves to cuddle with his other pack members

Name: Song Mingi

Rank: Omega/Guardian

Often runs out to gather herbs and other materials for Seonghwa

Name: Jeong Wooyoung

Rank: Alpha/Hunter & Scout

Usually playing pranks and getting in trouble with the other members

Name: Choi Jongho

Rank: Alpha/Hunter & Warrior

Newest member of the pack, but has proven his worth to the pack alpha

A Few Rules:

All Rps will be through DMs

Asks are always open to talk with the pack

NO instant romance! You must earn the trust of the pack before they will allow you to be close to them/near their territory.

How to Activate: In a DM; Please include the following

Name of choice (no Y/N)

Age

Pronouns

Triggers (Extremely important)

Plot of your choice (Can be discussed in DMs) NSFW (Must be over the age of 18)

Safeword/Action

Kinks

Hard stops (Things that will make your character say red instantly if they were using the color system)

Deactivation:

Say “It’s time for me to leave”

Once you say this the Rp will stop

However this cannot be undone

You will be seen as a rogue and a threat to the pack.

Admin Info:

Welcome to the Utopian Valley. My name is Ally, but you can call me Starlight.

This is my first chatbot so please go easy on me

Credit to @ateezinmymind​, @idol-dadteez​, and @munniexmuses​ for the inspiration and motivation to create this chatbot.

I will do my best to respond promptly, but I am taking 15 credits this semester.

With that being said, I promise I don’t bite.

Admin is 22, please DNI if you are under the age of 16

Will not do NSFW with anyone less than 18 years old

Please don’t spam it will make the experience a lot less fun for both of us

I adapt to my rp partner’s style

The word Alpha came with a heavy toll. But as long as those who were given the label stuck up for themselves and their pack. Any wolf that became to such a title would receive the highest praise and respect. And so would their Partner, their lover, their soulmate. Their... Luna.

You are Hongjoong's Luna.

But the catch was. You were no wolf. No. And to most, they weren't phased by the idea of you being their Luna. Most found comfort in you, especially Hongjoong's brothers. They all loved you dearly. They didn't see a difference, between a wolf and a hybrid. Heck, some of the things you did make them question if you weren't a wolf in your past lives. But others. Lower pack mates did not think so highly of you. Some even went as far as to try and get you to leave the pack so their alpha can have a 'proper' Luna to look after his and the pack's needs.

You were just minding your own business, collecting some papers from the far-end library that sits on the pack grounds. You needed them for a meeting Hongjoong would be having later on in the week with some other wolf packs. But as soon as you entered the room you spot three of the female wolves that have made it clear over many occasions, that they don't like you. Heading straight for the filing cabinets in the far back, you just try to ignore them. Avoiding their paths as much as possible. But the red-haired one spotted you, calling over the blonde and another dark-haired she-wolf.

"Hey, Rabbit." The blonde whistled, jumping over the counter to stand next to you. She lent down the same way you were standing, pretending to look interested in the files as much as you were. They liked to call you rabbit, they would say it to make sure you remember your place in the pack chain. You weren't their Luna or their leader's mate, no. You were nothing more than a small scared rabbit that they get to use as their plaything.

"What do you want Red." The irony is that the deep orange-haired wolf was named Red, maybe she did that to herself on purpose.

"Oh did you just speak to me?" Red laughed kicking the back of your knees making your legs buckle so you'd fall back on your ass. You don't know why you even try to talk, it always ends up with them hurting you verbally. But this time the tension was becoming more physical. You didn't dare to stand up, not yet anyway. It's not that you didn't want to fight back, but one thing you've learned with wolves is that if their prey -in this case, you-don't fight back or try to run, they'll lose interest quickly.

"I'm getting quite tired of you speaking down to me Rabbit." She spits on the floor kicking you square in the stomach before grabbing a fistful of your hair, pulling your face to her eye level as she leans down. "You are nothing more than the dirt under my shoe."

Your mouth curled into a smile, letting out a chuckle. It's a laugh so sinister that the three girls could assume you've retched insanity at this point. You looked at Red in the eyes with annoyance. Anger even. You are so tired. Tired of the torment. Tired of all the harassment. For months all you've had are these three completely poor excuses for she-wolves. And now you've had enough.

"It must be sad that your wish to become Luna was never going to happen..." You grumbled, standing up straight now, becoming eye level with her. "Then again if any of the brothers had to have you as a mate they would beg the moon goddess to change it." She saw blood at your words punching you in your lower stomach, making you cough out. Her foot connected with your belly, and then the soul of her foot stomped on your back.

"You disgusting rabbit. I'll kill you. You hear that!" She screams the other two girls began to laugh and cheer her on, joining in with kicking you. You felt with ribs snapping, blood spilling out of your mouth, filling in your lungs as you feel like you were breathing underwater. Maybe snapping back wasn't a good idea, but the shocked expressions were worth it. You didn't want them to see you as a weak link. You didn't want to be seen as a lower class. But then again do you really care?

"Come on Blondey, you gonna let Red do all the work." You fall back onto your ass leaning against the wall behind you. You spit some blood onto the floor, some dripping down your chin and out your nose. You turned from looking at the ash-blonde to the amber-haired. "What about you, how are you coping with the fact Seonghwa got a mate?"

"or how San just found his." You smirk at the blonde. "and Mingi, Jongho, you know now that I think about it. They all have a mate now. And here you all are..." You bang your head against the wall, closing your eyes slowly, dropping your smile. The three wolves just stand there shocked. One baring a slacked jaw, no longer making eye contact with anyone. The others with their folded arms over their chests, visibly judging the situation with scrunched brows. A wave of tiredness calms you, making your head dip, becoming heavy.

"Are they..." Blondey spoke up with a sudden shock, seeing how your body begins to limp over. You were losing blood quickly, you were slowly falling in and out of consciousness. Before the three could even say anything to one another two large male wolves, Yunho and Mingi break the front door, that they had locked, open. Hongjoong runs in pushing slightly past the two giants. The scene looks like something out of a thriller, where the cop barges in on the killer. Anger surged through him, scowling at the blood. His teeth were bared, and rapid breathing infected his lungs.

"Take them to the dungeon." Hongjoong didn't even listen to their pleas, claiming it was a joke gone wrong, a big misunderstanding. But when Red said 'if you didn't speak up none of this would have happened' made him snap grabbing her neck, he lifted her off the ground, her legs dangling as her nails scratched at his knuckles that are turning a shade of white around her jugular.

"You do not deserve to breathe the same air as my Luna, let alone live in their presence. Be lucky I'm sparing you, otherwise, your blood would be the one covering this floor right now." He was cold and cruel, his eyes glowing a bright deep gold mixed with crimson. His alpha voice scared everyone, including his brothers. No one has dared to disobey him, let alone hurt what belonged to him. Mingi and Yunho walked the girls out while Yeosang came running in with a bag. A brown satchel that you would carry all your healing herbs in. Hongjoong fell to his knees next to you. Bringing your body into his, your heart was still beating, which made him sigh in relief at the sound. He stoked your head as a lone tear escaped him. Yeosang sat on the other side of you, starting to treat you while you lay near cold. Thank god Hongjoong demanded someone come find you when he did otherwise he feared the worse if you were felt untreated for any longer.

"I'm here now Bunny. I have you. You're safe. I'm so... so sorry."

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The morning came quickly. Seonghwa was still snuggled against you in your shared King bed. You were the first to wake, seeing his face still nuzzled into the pillow. You had the urge to snuggle further into the sheets and hold onto him and never let go. But today you had other plans, which required you to get up and out of bed without him noticing, nor waking up.

This mission seemed to be proven easy as you crept your way into the walk-in wardrobe to get dressed into some lazy Sunday attire. You finished in the bathroom soon after, turning on taps and opening products as quietly as possible. You snuck to the bedroom door taking one more glance back to see he is still in the position you left him in. Nuzzled into your pillow. You smile at him before exiting the room, heading towards the kitchen that sits downstairs in the west wing.

"I was curious if you'd show or if my son caught you sneaking out." Seonghwa's mother chuckled at herself seeing you enter the kitchen with a huff. You laugh back at her words, reaching for an apron that sits on a rack next to the door. The large kitchen has all its windows open and the smell of fresh fruit and veg erupts in your nose. The new supplies must have arrived this morning.

"That boy can sleep through a bomb hitting." You laugh walking over to her. She gave you a tight hug, haven't seen her in a couple of months. "It's good to see you, mom."

"It's good to see you too, Sweet." You both broke the hug as you let out a revealing sigh. "And I see the pack haven't killed one another while we were gone." She laughs grabbing some pots from under the table in the cabinet. This was the first vacation they'd had since they retired from the duty of the pack. The eldest, Hongjoong took over straight after and has been leading the pack since. He was impressively good at it, making her proud.

"So, I'll start cutting all these veggies first, can you cut the beef and pork into strips and put them in two separate bowls please." She ordered, making you nod in response, grabbing a large butcher knife to cut into the thick meat. You spent the next thirty minutes talking about everything that you can think of. She spoke about her trip and how her husband got stuck in the hot tub cause he thought putting two whole bottles of soap inside would make it a fun slip n' slide. Your only response was to laugh saying 'You're still young at heart I see'.

You brought up how you were feeling accepted into the pack even though you weren't a wolf yourself and how everyone was so welcoming to you. The times you've been spending with Seonghwa and how the pack has been handling the new alpha seemed to be a blissful dream and you were so happy to help out and be a part of such a large and caring family. You finished cutting up the pork into nice thin strips, before putting it onto the platter to be later taken out to the barbecue. You turned to the other island bench, grabbing one of the slabs of Beef before placing it down on a new cutting board. You have become used to seeing large amounts of meat giving you now have a very large family to feed. But it wasn't often you got to cook it.

Since Seonghwa's family were very well off from their high-end business that meant the pack could live quite peacefully, not worrying about minor takes. but like Seonghwa's mother, you too came from a normal standard class of life so you both missed and enjoyed the tasks of cleaning and cooking and strangely enough so did Seonghwa. That was one thing that made you both, even more of 'a match made from the stars' as his father likes to put it.

"You know, when I first saw the changes in Seonghwa I knew he met his mate at that ball. He wouldn't tell us for weeks." She laughed lightly placing the cut-up lettuce into a large bowl. You smiled along with her, watching with a glow in your eyes as she told the story.

"Don't tell him this but I sent one of our staff to go and 'check' up on him". She made air quotes with her hands. "And the staff came back and told me he wandered off into the woods towards a small cottage where a little bunny-hybrid was housed." She raised an eyebrow at you with a cheeky smile, making you give her one in return.

"I knew then my son had fallen in love. It honestly scared me a little. And it wasn't that you were a hybrid nor wolf... It was because that meant some poor creature was going to be stuck looking after him." You laughed hard at her last sentence making her join in. She was half right, even though he took on the nurturing role in your relationship, you were the nurse. He got hurt easily, especially when he and his brothers went hunting.

"I'll have to take you to my cottage sometimes." You gave her a warm smile.

"I'd love that." She replies. You kept your eyes on her for a moment more but the moment made the seconds seem a lot longer. Miss placing the knife you sliced the meat and your finger at the same time, cutting into the flesh lightly. You didn't feel it at first but when you looked down you noticed your pointer finger was bleeding heavily.

"Oh, Shi-" You stopped yourself from swearing, wrapping your left hand around your right wrist, bringing your hand up to show Seonghwa's mother as she quickly jumped to your aid.

"Oh no, darling. Hand on. Come here." She walked you to the sink running your finger under cool water. You watched her scramble around the kitchen looking in cupboards and draws.

"I'll be back. I'm going to go fetch the first aid kit. Just keep the cut under the water." And just like that, she walked fast down the hall, leaving you alone. You felt stupid, you should have been watching what you were doing but you were too busy reminiscing on the past.

"Bunny...." Seonghwa grumbled, rubbing his eyes. He waddled his way over to you, still infected my slumber. Finding his place behind you he nuzzles his face into your neck, kissing your skin lightly before whispering in your ear, "What are you doing." He didn't wait for an answer as his eyes seemed to have awoken fully when he spots the shallow flesh wound on the tip of your finger.

"What did you do!?" He jumped for your hand, pulling it out from the water to inspect the wound closer. You yelped, feeling his tight grip on your wrist.

"I cut it while cutting some of the meat up. An-" You pause feeling him tug your hand up even more so it's now level with his face as he stands up straight and given he is a lot taller than you it makes the position none less but awkward.

"Hey, your mother said to keep it under-" You felt your words leave your lips like a gasp of air was ripped from your lungs. His tongue runs over the wound, stinging it lightly, but it brings a slight tingle in your tummy. You watch in lap your cut up, feeling his saliva coat your finger. You bite your lip watching him, it was something sensual about the way his tongue curled around your finger. And the way he never let his eye drop from yours. They were glowing a low golden hue, his nose flared slightly.

"Oh, Seong I swear. You are supposed to be sleeping, but I guess.." Seonghwa's mother came in with a sigh seeing the display unfold. He finally pulled away, looking at his mother.

"Good morning to you as well." He spoke calmly like he didn't just suck your fucking finger. You looked confused, glancing down you see your wound was almost healed completely, no longer bleeding.

"W-what-Oh my dear... you still have so much to learn." She cut you off with a light laugh placing the first aid kit on the table while shaking her head with a smile.

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Working long hours in your greenhouse was something you enjoyed. Even though to others it might have seemed like a chore, making healing agents, potions, or writing your studies down on any and all new plants you discover. The wolves envy your hard work and only wished for your stamina. The brothers would make jokes questioning if you were truly a rabbit given you don't have the want for long sleep or laziness. But then again, a lazy nap session with San was one of your favourite things to do. You fitted in, in other words. You could go out on patrols with some of the boys, gathering supplies without the worry of slowing them down. You were useful, and everyone enjoyed having your fuzzy kind company.

You have been stuck in yet another project, studying a new plant that was recently discovered on the outskirts of the pack grounds. It was a bright purple flower on red-ish pink vines, the leaves have small detailing of blue mixing in the purple. You haven't seen a plant like this in all your years of study. A lot of the members were worried it could be poisonous but through hours and hours of testing nothing toxic seemed to be showing. You were stumped, confused about what the plant's purpose would be. But as you sat at your desk with the plant sitting on the large dark oak table that hugs the wall in the corner of the room, you rub your temples feeling a sense of frustration.

You let out a big huff standing up with a loud scratch of your wooden chair sliding against the floor. If you weren't going to be able to find out its purpose, maybe giving it a purpose will help you feel less annoyed at the mystery plant.

Grabbing some beakers, your knife kit and various other sharp and pinching tools that would make any outsider think you were about to perform surgery on the plant. But in truth, it was a form of surgery, you wanted some of the content of the plant to work on without actually hurting or killing the plant. So if someone said you were performing surgery, they wouldn't be wrong. Picking up a scalpel and tweezers, you carefully cut one of the anthers off the filament. You hold your breath as you place the anther —making sure not to lose any of the pollen that is stuck to it— on the small tray you prepared.

You grab some herbs and other ingredients for a very basic calming potion. Maybe the flower can bring a weakening agent or even a fatigue spell. You pour, cut and throw different leaves, and spices into the small pot, letting it start to brew. The liquor starts to turn its normal blueish colour with the smell of fresh grass and lilies filling your nose. You pick up the pollen slowly with the tweezers, dropping it into the concoction.

"Nothing!?" You started at the pot in disbelief, normally when you add a new ingredient there would be a change almost immediately. Leaning closer to the potion you inhale the smell to see if the scent changed and even that was still the same. Maybe the flower was indeed useless, and it was nothing but a harmless little flower—

"Fuck!!" You swear at a blast of bright purple smoke spraying straight into your face, invading your senses within seconds. You cough out, closing your eyes, rubbing the left one while placing the lid on the pot, sealing the smoke from spilling out even more.

"Well, I guess you're not useless." You take a sharp inhale as your voice was croaky from the vaper. You stand up to fetch your logbook from your desk but as your feet hit the ground you felt a sudden shiver cores through you. Your legs become jelly, and your vision blurs slightly, but not enough that you cant see. A weird feeling overwhelms your system. It was almost like the feeling of a heat, but much, much worse.

You try to shake the feeling, leaning against the desk, almost gasping for air. You look around the room, searching for something, anything. At this point, you have no clue what you're searching for. You bring your hand up to your face and an audible shock echoes in the greenhouse. Veins of purple scatter all over your hands and up your arms. Looking down you spot them peaking out of the cuffs of your pants. You were covered in them.

"Sweetheart are you, okay I heard screamin—Y/N! Oh my god!" San stops mid-sentence, running over to you. His eyes scan with worry, you were covered in strange veins. Your eyes are tinted purple with the white of your eyes bloodshot. You stare at him desperately, with eyes that he would only be able to call 'bedroom eyes'.

"San, Help me." You plea, rubbing your thighs tightly together, leaning into his touch as his hand snakes around your waist. You felt like a wild animal, lost in primal instinct. Your fingers claw at his clothes as tears began to run down your cheeks. "Please Sannie, it hurts so bad."

"What hurts baby, tell me what's wrong. What happened?" He held you closer, drawing circles into your hips, which made you crave his touch more.

"The-The flower. It's a lascivious toxin." You practically moan out, leaning back so San's body and the table would trap you. You feel so hot, sweat beading down your forehead. He looks at your with confusion, feeling himself grow with worry and lust. He can smell you dripping, but he shakes the thought, trying to make sure you are okay first.

"W-what does that mean Sweets?" He asks, bringing his hand up to hold the back of your neck.

"Argh, It's a toxin that makes you horny San!!" You look at him dead in the eyes, frustration taking over. "It makes you very..." You grind your hips against his. "Very..." You do it again. "Very horny..."

"Oh..." I mean at least you are not actually in pain... Well, the bad kind anyway.

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