The next day was annoyingly off.
Not bad, but something weird lingered in the air. A shift, almost tangible, weighed on Harin like invisible cuffs locking her in place. It wasn't suffocating; no, it was something else entirely—a pull, like an unseen thread tethering her wrist to another, drawing her back to him whenever she wandered too far.
It was a silent reminder. She was claimed. She belonged to someone now, and that someone was a wild wolf who left no room for misunderstanding.
"Can you chill, Lee Jeno?" Harin called out from the kitchen, frustration evident in her tone. "I'm holding a knife here, and the heat is bad enough without me feeling your restless self through the bond."
"Chill? Are you seriously going to stab me? We're one-day-old mates!" came Jeno's incredulous voice from the living room.
Harin groaned, slamming the knife down on the cutting board. Whatever meal she was trying to prepare could wait. She stormed into the living room, her steps decisive and sharp—only to pause when she noticed someone else standing near the doorway.
A silver-haired girl.
She was petite, with delicate features framed by sleek silver locks, her face dusted with expertly applied makeup. The unmistakable sweetness of an omega's scent clung to her like an unwelcome fog.
Harin narrowed her eyes. "And who is this?"
The omega blinked, looking startled but recovering quickly. "I'm—"
"One of his 119s during his ruts, I'm guessing," Harin cut in with venom-laced sarcasm, crossing her arms.
"That... would be correct," Jeno admitted sheepishly, scratching the back of his neck.
The omega tilted her head, observing Harin. "You're his mate? An alpha?"
"Well, yeah. Got a problem with that, silver dear?" Harin replied with a saccharine smile, her voice dripping with false politeness.
The omega seemed taken aback. "I'm just surprised, that's all."
"Mhm, well, now that you've confirmed your suspicions, you can leave. And don't bother looking at him again. Thanks."
The dismissal was as sharp as a blade, leaving the omega no room to protest. She quickly excused herself, the soft click of the door punctuating her exit.
Harin turned to Jeno, her expression darkening like a storm brewing on the horizon.
And if looks could kill, Jeno thought, he might have already met his end.
"Now," Harin began, her voice dangerously calm, "how many are they, Lee Jeno? How many should I expect to meet?"
"Rin—"
"On a scale of one to one hundred, how many omegas have you brought here and screwed?"
"...Ninety... eight?" Jeno winced, bracing for impact.
"Fuck you."
The bond between them was a double-edged sword, amplifying every ounce of her fury. Jeno could feel her rage like a physical force, and it made him shiver.
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ALPHA UNIVERSE #5: DESIROUS
Fanfiction❝I want you, what you gonna do about it?❞ They said alphas can't date each other. If they do, it'll just be a wreck. Lee Jeno especially believes that. But one day in that raging heat when he came across a female alpha, he only wanted to shut her up...
