[⚠This chapter contains blood and violence⚠]
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A white streak of lightning climbed across the southern sky. A moment later, thunder boomed.
When Jungkook opened his eyes, his head suddenly began to ache, as though it was about to split open. Grabbing his head with both of his hands, he sat up finely, flexing his arm muscles. His bare back blazing under the mushy moonlight. The wind was strong, carrying a heavy scent of blood that was stuffed in his chest. The howling came from all around him. It was like an ocean of intensified bothersome noise and with every beat of the sound, the headache only increased.
Jungkook was still muddled, having not realized what happened yet. He saw a dream, where he was continually getting swallowed into an abyss of darkness. The memories from his past replayed like a fast forward drama in front of his eyes— his faceless parents, grandparents, the beta mother whom he loved more than anything, the peace and the fun he had in between the woods of that tribal village, and the little hut, where he spent his childhood.
He found everything. Also. He found himself terribly lost.
Subsequently when he first opened his eyes, he saw a light. A bright rim of fire. And a woman, ethereal, godly, holding hope-love-exquisite care in her big blue eyes. The same eyes, he had seen in the mirror while looking at his own reflection.
Who are you?
Before Jungkook could ask, he saw her moving away, up into the sky.
Was she a dream too?
He pushed his headache aside as his eyes shifted to his right, where a familiar figure lay atop of the dusty field. Although his face was not visible from this angle and the scent was faint, Jungkook could recognize him, as he knew every inch of his body.
Crawling on his knees, He pulled the omega closer, over his lap. "Tae," His mate's face was paler, eyes were shut, motionless. This made Jungkook's heart raw, how deeply he was worried about him! Jungkook stroked his golden hair, the silken strands felt lifeless beneath his fingers. He rubbed his thumb over the soiled cheeks and his ashen lips. But Taehyung did not respond, not even when he called his full name.
"Look, he is not dead!"
Jungkook heard one of the soldiers saying, while alarming the others.
Was he dead?
So that was his death dream?
The beautiful lady who was there, smiling at him a moment ago, was she real?
Was she—
Shocked, confused, Jungkook looked at the sky. The eclipse. Moongoddess. And his powers—he recalled everything. Then he finally took notice of himself. Last time, he remembered, he was brutally stabbed by swords. Then why was he not feeling any pain within his body? Why was there no blood on his arms and chest? Thinking about it, Jungkook realized that he really did die. And Moongoddess restored his soul. Gave him a new life because it occurred during the eclipse.
Jungkook stayed rendered speechless,
"He is alive?" Another nacked soldier screamed while putting on the clothes.
The howling had stopped. The moon was full and brighter than before. Wolves were coming into human forms, shifting quickly.
"Take hold of him." Growled Taejoo.
The remaining soldiers gathered around. They had to do what they were told. But stopped, just before him.
Hearing Taejoo's voice, Jungkook felt he had adrenaline pumping through his veins. His wolf was desperate to take him over, control his body. He let it. The war was not over yet. The mission was unaccomplished. His mind was fogged with revenge. Those who had hurt his mate, he was never going to leave any of them.
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Fanfiction[Completed] Jungkook was a gifted child by Moon Goddess. He always lived with a small tribal pack in a dense forest, until one day when he came to know the beta woman he used to call his mother was not his real mother and his parents, who were the k...
