The Silver Fur ♡ A Jikook Oneshot ♡

The silver fur ♡

Night fell not too long ago. None were to be seen outside.
Everyone was bundled up in fur in their huts. Cold wasn't the reason.
Fear.
Yeah. People of the Park Pack were scared.
Past few days were among the worst days the pack ever went through. Some wolves, Alphas, who were assigned to the forest borders for protection,were found dead.
Not just that. They were killed brutally. People feared that there must be a rouge true bred Alpha in the woods committing this.
Why true bred ??
Bcuz None other than them would have the guts to mess with the Parks.
Well except for the Lee Pack.
But they resided far in the south. Deep in the Rejina forest to be here.
If they were here...
They won't just kill a few and disappear.
They were known to confront just like the Parks.
Not to hide and kill.
The Park Pack was a lovely village. Strong Alphas, hard working betas,pretty omegas and adorable pups were always happy and at peace.
Their Leader Park Pil-woo, a strong Alpha, had two sons. Park Jihyung was his older Alpha son who was married to a pretty omega of a western Pack. He also had a little pup, Alpha named Park Jaesung. Two years old but possessive and adorable.
Leader Park had a younger son. An omega.
Park Jimin.
Beautiful and a rare pure Omega.
Pure Omegas were known to be really fragile.
Jimin was really beautiful. Every Alpha wanted him. His wolf was a small omega with white fur and silver eyes. He himself had pretty features. Sliver-blonde hair, milky skin. He had silver eyes which shined like the moon. Cute chubby cheeks and plump pink lips. Defined jaw. Cute tiny hands with little chubby fingers. And his sweet scent.
Chocolate cosmos.
He always needed protection which was gladly provided by his father and Alpha brother. His mother loved him so dearly that you could never compare it to anything else.
His skin was smooth yet delicate would burn with the slightest of scrub. He was fragile but loved.
Tonight Jimin was wide awake His silky hair fell beautifully on his forehead ad he stared up at the sky from the window of his hut, which was the biggest in the pack.
(Bcuz it belonged to the leader.) He lived with his parents there. His brother lived not too far away with his mate and pup.
His eyes were shining as if competitors of the moon.
He sighed and looked down.
Usually he would go out for a walk in the village premises but...
A rouge Alpha in the woods wasn't safe ofc. And him being so delicate didn't help.
He wasn't happy here. He didn't want to be caged.
Yes he was loved but he was enclosed in this Pack. He rarely went out.
The night was silent. Jimin thought for a while before his innocent mind drifted to the woods.
What could possibly be so dangerous??
Something was pulling him towards the woods...
He sighed once more getting up and wore his cloak.

Cloaks described personalities of wolves when they were in human form and also protected from cold. Alphas had black ones with different colours of furs. Some had white (Strong). Some had brown (possessive). And many more traits. Betas had brown. Omegas had grey.

Jimin had a rare white cloak with silver fur. He wrapped it around his body before silently getting out of his hut.
He walked quietly towards the stable and got on his lovely white horse. He had named him chimmy.
He silenty sped off into the woods. In the dead off night. When none were watching him.

He kept his horse runningfor fifteen minutes before coming to halt.
He was far from his pack now.
He planned to return the next morning.
He stepped down his horse and pulled it's strap to a tree tieing it there. He plated it's back affectionately before taking a look around the place.
It was dark.
The shinning moon could be seen in the lake water.
He had heard about this lake.
It was called the GOLDLINE.
He had heard of it's beauty and now he was there. He sat on the bank and tapped the water.
Everything seemed peaceful.
He sat there breathing calming and enjoying fresh air. His attention was grabbed by a rustling sound to his back, a little left. He stood up instantly and looked around. He ran towards his horse where a fallen stick laid. He would protect himself.
Soon three light brown wolves appeared from the bushes and growled scaring him.
His rare omega wolf had already given up but he was determined.
One of the wolves came forward and knocked the stick out of his hand.
His silver eyes were now filled with tears of fear. He has never been treated harshly before.
The wolves growled together and came forwards.
He walked back wards till his back hit a tree. He fell on his knees and covered his face with his small hands.