Things could not get worse for the couple, the distance was more and more evident between the pack, the omegas tried to encourage Jisung and the Alphas were next to their leader to support him, it was not the first time that something like that, according to the elderly, a similar case had been seen with the son of the first Alpha; the young man had fallen in love with a young and a beautiful omega, everything was beautiful for the couple until the day when the pink color disappeared from their relationship giving him turned to an intense gray, the problems between them grew and grew because the omega could not have children, the wolves of both suffered and writhed in the intense pain of rejection.
In the end the sick omega, when the Alpha tried to do something, it was too late, he died months later, in the face of the pain of the loss the Alpha male closed himself in, the last thing that was heard of him is that he became a wolf lonely, guilt consumed him and he became the first rebel history of shapeshifters.
Although everyone wanted to be positive and think that things would improve between them, they were also realistic, they could not deny the obvious, just by seeing the omega they could get an idea of how serious the situation was.
Jisung had started to get sick for weeks, his defenses were down causing any blow to bruise him, his cheekbones were more evident, his arms barely had strength, if he ate something he vomited it, this happened so often that his throat began to deteriorate so the omega simply decided to stop eating.
For the Alpha all this did not go unnoticed, the life of his omega was extinguished right in front of his eyes and he had no idea how to stop it. Minho was freaking out.
Minho's limit came when he saw with his own eyes how his partner collapsed to the ground in one of their breakfasts. He quickly took his mate in his arms and like the devil's soul he ran to see the pack doctor. His nerves were on the surface as he watched the doctor examine his partner, what he saw on his face did not please him at all.
-What is wrong with my omega?- patience was not one of his virtues, much less in situations of such gravity as that one, his heart was in his throat but he did not reflect or an emotion on his face, he had to maintain control or he would be in trouble.
-Alpha ...- the trembling of the doctor's voice didn't like Minho at all.
-He is not okay...
-I already know that! So tell me what's wrong... Now!
The alpha wasn't doing a good job of controlling himself but how could he? The reason for his life was on a gurney paler than a sheet of paper and the shitty doctor wasn't telling him a damn thing.
-He is very weak, his defenses are on the ground, the lack of iron in his blood is alarming... if he continues like this I fear that he may contract anemia...
Since that day Minho did not part with his omega, only for necessary things, he forced him to eat, he did not let him get up for anything in the world, it got to the point that it was him who changed the omega, he did not let Jisung try his best. minimum.
Jisung started to felt that he had a personal nurse, more like a butler or a jailer... yes, that term suited his partner better at those times.
The omega had to admit that the care of the Alpha made him feel much better, more than the horrible medicines, it was easier to breathe when his partner touched him with that characteristic tenderness of him.
He had even kissed him in a moment of weakness... he felt so thirsty for the Alpha that it scared him but at the same time it fascinated him, it meant that his wolves were still looking to reconcile and it was not too late.
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TRUE LOVE • minsung ✔️
Fanfiction[ under edition (on hold) ] No matters how big could a fight be, nothing compares with the finding your true love; because once you do your heart is complete, it's never too late, neither to early to fall in love. ...