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Collecting herself Anya stood for a while outside the door. Today had been a bit heavy in terms of the events that took place. Tomorrow was going to be the last day for a full stay for her and her guys. She really needed to take them out of this environment as fast as possible.
Everything in here was influencing them, their behaviour, their takes on any situation.
Going to her home and living in an unfamiliar surrounding with rules which would be foreign for any hybrids would disorient them.
That disorientation would get her enough time to actually know their personality better. She needed to at this point. If she didn't then she would keep getting blindsided by the unprompted behavior they would display in situations she could not control.
Just like Yoongi had.
What had happened should not have happened. At least not yet. Not here.
Taking a deep breath, she looked at the pair of guards on duty and bid them goodnight. She opened the door with a slight flick of her wrist and went inside, closing it as she crossed inside.
For a bit, Anya again was mildly surprised at what she saw inside, but she did not have enough energy to be alarmed.
The room was plunged in darkness while only 3 lamps cast their soft glow, bathing the room in mellow light. On the huge makeshift bed on the floor beside her own, Taehyung and Jungkook were fast asleep, faint smiles on their faces.
Hoseok was standing by the wall beside her bed, eyes narrowed threateningly in the center of the room, where 4 of her hybrids stood together.
Well they were not just standing there, were they?
She quickly took in what was actually going on.
Jin had Yoongi in his grasp by his collar, shaking him with rage visible in his eyes, Jimin was breathing deep right beside them, visibly trying to reign in his own explosive anger, while Namjoon was between Jin and Yoongi, trying to make the eldest Hybrid let go of the Jaguar.
Before she could say anything to any of them, Jin made a sound deep in his throat, a sound so threatening and frightening that even Anya felt a chill go down her spine, freezing her in her place. The next instant Jin lifted the Jaguar as if he weighed nothing and flipped him through the air to slam him down on the ground, his hand holding his neck in a choke hold.
"Did you attack Master?" Jin growled, his voice something Anya had never heard before. It sounded positively demonic.
"Fuck y-you!" Yoongi growled back, the veins in his temple visible with the effort he was exerting straining against Jin's hold.
"Hyung! Stop! Master is more than capable of taking care of herself if anyone of us attack. Let him go!" words of reason spoken frantically by Namjoon.
"ENOUGH!" Anya at last said in a clear voice weighed heavily with command.
Jin immediately let go of Yoongi to look at her at once, his whole face transformed in acute concern. Before she could even understand, he was right in front of her in microseconds, his eyes cataloguing every single one of her features, making sure that it was completely absent of injuries.
"You are well Master?" he asked, anxious and frightened.
Anya realized. The Eagle was genuinely worried for her. Genuinely.
She slid her hands around his slim waist, pulling herself closer to him, resting her head on his hard chest, her head coming somewhere on the level of his base of neck. Tightening her hold on his lean muscled body, she gently patted him on his back.
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