𝓣𝓱𝓲𝓻𝓽𝔂 𝓕𝓸𝓾𝓻

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Namjoon's wounded ego was nothing compared to the wound on his chest, Hoseok had really caught him deep with his long curved claws

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Namjoon's wounded ego was nothing compared to the wound on his chest, Hoseok had really caught him deep with his long curved claws.

The antiseptic burned as he dabbed away the bloody mess, it would heal slowly but surely, until then Namjoon had time to plot his next move.

He hadn't meant to hurt Aubrey so much but the serum his parents gave him made him a toxic waste dump of an animal that he couldn't control himself when angry anymore. He was definitely a monster.

He may have genuinely cared for the girl at one point in his life, her face was perfect to him until he was conditioned and doused in steroidal concoctions that turned him to hate her entire biological being.

Aubrey wasn't the only person he hated, he hated himself, sometimes he wondered why his parents were doing this to him specifically when they could have hired somebody and inseminated her with his seed instead of having to watch her struggle away from him.

Whether Aubrey was still pregnant or not, he wondered what it would have been like if she actually gave birth to his child, would he be grateful and be kind to her afterwards?, would his child have those treacherous eyes? His parents didn't care as long as their bloodline ran through the chieftain line and they could mould their new grandchild's behaviour for their own benefit.

Namjoon sniffed the blood on the sheets where Aubrey had laid, and no scent of the baby remained, he was going to have to go after her again, but this time he would have to have backup.

He called Jin and Taehyung, they were his pack brothers, his tribal family. He explained to them how he had found the murderous outcast filth that killed their chief and that Yoongi had also hurt the chief's daughter.

Planning would take a while as Namjoon needed to heal and his brothers needed to get to him, he would rest until they would come for him, and then they would attack.

His scalp burns from healing pain, scars left from his own claws that dug into skull as his brain tried to escape his demonic thoughts of his murderous traits that he had acquired whilst his parents poisoned his body.

He rolled around in agony that night, he panted and sweated the veil of toxins out of his body whilst he healed, his veins slowly slipped back under his hot and sticky skin as he tried to sleep. Nightmares plagued his unconscious form, guilt eating away at him.

"There she is! The Chief's daughter" His Mother motioned in Aubrey's direction.

"I already know who Aubrey is, Mother" Namjoon replied, embarrassed at her loud tone.

"But she doesn't know who you are! You've grown into a very handsome Lycan over the summer so it's about time you go and get what's rightfully ours" She beamed.

"Ours?"

"You know what I mean. Here, take your medicine!"

"What am I supposed to say!?" He asks, gulping down the red pills with a bottle of water.

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