Teaser:
"Lisa!" That was Jungkook's voice. No, that was his Alpha's voice. She turned her head and saw him walking towards her. His scent is getting stronger, almost suffocating her. His suit is stained with blood but the wound is not visible anymo...
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Beg.
In the middle of the war and in the middle of the explosions and destruction of every single peaceful thing in the Golden Crimson territory, Dark’s entire being is screaming for surrender. No, this is not the surrender from the war around him but the surrender from his half-brother’s wrath for him.
The only thing he could do is—beg.
As he looks up to the beta who is holding the werewolf who owns his heart and soul, the huge full moon is shining brightly above his head. For the first time, he felt helpless even though he is the strongest creature in this land. He has a crown in his head, he is meant to rule, he has an army of werewolves ready to die for him but tonight—he is there, begging.
Kneeling.
For the first time since the werewolves took existence in this world, an Alpha king named Jeon Jungkook is kneeling in front of his half-brother, born by a handmaid, a beta who is born to serve an alpha and his rival for the heart of the soldier he fell in love with.
“Her life in exchange of my royalty.” Dark said, pressing his hands on the ground. He clenched his fists, gathering dusts in his palm as he endures the pain of submission in his system. He tilted his head up to look at Mingyu who is still processing what he is witnessing in front of him.
You’re kneeling to a beta?! Light shouted in his head. No, no, no! Get up. Get the fuck up, Dark?! We don’t kneel to a beta?! We don’t kneel to anyone?! We never kneel to anybody?!
Light sounded hysterical in his head. For the persona who always reigns in this vessel and for the persona who is engrossed with the kingship, kneeling is a huge blow on his head. A blow that hurts his ego, pride and dominance. Light commands the kneeling, not to do it on his will.
But Dark doesn’t give a damn about that right now. What matters at this very moment is the life of the only woman who accepted him as him, the most horrible part of Jungkook’s soul. Nobody understood his darkness except for someone who understood their own darkness too.
Lisa, it was only her who acknowledged him, but most of all—loved his very existence.
“After this war, go back to me. It’s not a favor I am asking. I demand you—to come back to me.”
Her words echoed in his head. Dark bit his lower lip, still enduring the pain of submission he is doing right now. No matter how painful it is, he’ll endure it. He won’t mind if it’s for her, he’s doing this for her. Just—her.
“You’re kneeling to me?” Mingyu asked, frowning his forehead. “Do you think I’m saving her for you? I am saving her because I love her, Dark. I love her more than anything and even though you lose your kingdom or fucking kneel in front of me, I am not doing this for you. I am not doing anything for you.”
