Hunting Season ✓

T H I R T E E N

Hesitantly, Taehyung stands up and curiously starts looking around.

Making sure the alpha wasn't watching him from around the corner, he sighs out in relief as he saw that isn't the case.

He strolled around, exiting the kitchen and walking through the living room. He tries to make notes mentally, on where everything is located and the best possible flight routes.

Disregarding of who lives in the cabin, it eyed oddly cozy. The home radiates off warmth, it makes the omega feel at ease.

He could feel his wolf excitedly claw at his insides. But that is simply because of the person who lives in the place, his nature couldn't care less about his environment for the moment being.

Eventually, he stopped in front of the staircase. Taehyung doesn't know where the alpha went off to ─and it's hard to sniff him out since the entire cabin is flood with his scent─ so he curiously put his hand on the railing and took soft steps up.

Opening the first door, he was met with the bathroom.

Behind the second door, he was met with a neat bedroom. It smells the least of the alpha, so Taehyung figures it's just a spare room.

He skipped towards the door across from it. Opening it, he was met with another b─

"O─oh! I'm sorry!" His eyes widened drastically at the sight of the alpha, his hand immediately leaving the door while he stepped back.

"That's alright, don't worry about it. What do you think of the place?" JK chuckles, stepping towards him and opening the door fully to allow him inside.

Taehyung, however, never bothered to move. He fiddles with his shirt, eyes big as he peeks.

"It's nice, alpha. It looks cozy. It's spacious, too." He responds, overwhelmed at the smell of JK's scent that is the strongest in his bedroom. His wolf swoons, almost drunkily.

The alpha's nose twitches, detecting the overwhelmed pheromones coming off his submissive.

"That's good. It's yours now too, after all. You should get used to it."

That, maybe wasn't the best comment to make.

Taehyung mutters something under his breath, immediately stomping away with an angry huff.

He filled up a glass with water once he got back in the kitchen, his eyes glued outside.

<Jiminie? Are you there? Please respond.

He waited, his grip on the glass tightening by the second.

<Please, I'm scared. That alpha took me..

His lips started to tremble and his frown deepened since he still got no reaction. Why isn't the mind link working? Did something happen to Jimin? Or did the alpha do something to him when he was unconsci─

"Taehyung?"

The omega flinches, the glass in his hand shattering. He gasps softly, bending down hastily to pick up the pieces.

"I─I'm sorry, alpha! Please don't h─hurt me, I'll clean it up! Sorry about the glass, it won't happen again!" He hiccups, hands shaking from anxiety.

He hisses when the glass cuts his finger. The red drops only reminds him of the scene of the attacked submissive the other day, all leading back to the alpha who is now walking towards him.

"I─I'm sorry!" He sobbed, afraid of getting hit or punished like he knows what happens to other claimed submissives. Jimin not responding also stirred his emotions up.

He pressed his eyes shut when he felt the presence of the alpha kneeling behind him. Freezing, he only held tighter onto the sharp glass pieces.

"Shh, don't cry, omega. It's fine, don't worry about it."

The alpha's reassuring words makes him re-open his eyes in surprise. His breath hitches in his throat feeling warm big hands engulf his, tingles shooting up his arms.

He glances into that direction, not knowing how to act seeing the alpha gently take the pieces away from him. He watches him fix his mess, coming back to him after.

"Stand up." He commands. Taehyung does, not daring to look up. Because of the fact that it isn't allowed, it's disrespectful, and because of shame.

The omega flinches again, feeling the alpha gently press his forehead to the side of his own head, nudging him like his wolf would do while whispering in his ear, "Don't cry, it's alright. I'll take care of you."

To say that Taehyung is flabbergasted is an understatement. His heart speeds up, his omega probably fainted.

This is the complete opposite of what he thought would happen and it's the complete opposite of what would've happened with any other dominant from his pack.

Great. Now he's shedding tears because of three reasons.

He started to calm down once the alpha started covering his own pheromones with calming onces. He sniffles, staring solely at his hands.

The pure blood removed his head after nudging him softly for a few seconds, now grabbing a hold of his cut finger instead.

Taehyung refrained himself from making any sounds at all when the other suddenly raised his finger to his mouth, pressing his lips to it and his tongue darting out to lick the wound clean like his wolf would do.

The omega failed at refraining himself, when more tingles shot through him which caused him to whimper quietly.

He's starting to pick up on a few things.

"I'm sorry.." He whispers again, still not looking up at him.

When the other stopped, he looks back at his finger which is oddly fully healed, causing him to frown.

"You're my omega now. As your alpha, mates can heal each other. Even though it's not official yet, our wolves can already feel the bond as if it's officially there,"

Taehyung only listens, not being able to bring himself to hate the other right now due to his previous actions. But the words certainly tick him off. His wolf, however, does that more. The fucking tail-wag again.

"It's okay, Taehyung. You should go to bed, it's late."

When the alpha finishes, Taehyung silently nods. He goes upstairs, unsure which bedroom is alright.

There is no way he wants to stay in the alpha's room, but he probably expects him to be there.

He hesitates, but enters the spare bedroom nonetheless. Perhaps it's a risk, but he's way too tired to think about that right now.

How late did he even arrive at this cabin anyway? And how late did he wake up? How long has he exactly been here already?

He groans softly, tucking himself under the bedsheets.

<Are you there, Jimin-ah?

He fell asleep to silence.