PICTURE US TOGETHER || JIKOOK ✅

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JUNGKOOK POV

King Jeon Jungkook loosened his tie as he walked down the steps of the kingdom's private jet.

A warm summer wind blew against his body with a brief but powerful gust. The wind carried the scents of jet fuel, hot asphalt, and exhaust.

It made him momentarily wistful for the Summer Palace where the scents were sweeter.

His two bodyguards strode toward the armored black limo that had been customized for the Jeon royal family.

He followed, grateful for the chance to stretch his legs after the flight.

At least the flight from busan to Seoul  had given Jungkook plenty of time to work on the trade agreement.

Royal blood flowed in his veins, but that didn't mean he was lazy. Unable to negotiate a betrothal, maybe, but not lazy.

Jungkook was the alpha king from the Jeon royal family, the most powerful wolf dynasty in the Korea.

Sure, the other alpha kings of the other Northern wolf kingdoms would quibble with that.

Especially the arrogant Kim Jiwoo of the Sun Kingdom.

Jiwoo seemed to believe he was king of the hill because he had Some packs under his rule.

Those were baby packs compared to Busan and Seoul.Even so, the protests of the other alpha kings were wasted breath.

Jeon Jungkook's kingdom was the most populous and the most powerful of all the werewolf kingdoms.

The Kingdom of Jeon was unmatched.

His kingdom was powerful enough to stand as equals with the ruling royal wolf pack.

But now that he was home, he could admit to himself that the long flight and hectic week of negotiations had left even a werewolf alpha feeling exhausted.

Not that he'd ever let weakness show.

The chauffeur bowed to him and swept open the limo door.

Jungkook nodded to him, and the chauffeur bowed even lower.

The man was an excellent driver, but he was also trained as a bodyguard and carried a weapon.

He was part of the royal security detail. One of the other bodyguards got into the front passenger seat.

The other would ride behind them in a black armored SUV with even more guards.

Sometimes it irked him how much protection everyone insisted he have around him. He was an alpha wolf.

He didn't fear anyone.

Jungkook climbed inside the limo and settled into the fine leather seats. He wasn't alone in the back of the limo.

Princess Jeon Jennie , his younger sister, was sitting on the leather couch seat running the length of the limo.

She leaned forward and handed him a drink. He took it gratefully. It was whiskey on the rocks. He downed half of it.

"That bad?" his sister asked.

She leaned back on the leather chair, picking up her own cocktail. It was a martini from the scent of gin, vermouth and even the olive.

"That bad," he answered gravely, meeting her bright green doe eyes.

Jennie was pretty, with the classic Jeon features, cheek bones, lips, but her bunny smile made her beautiful.

She was a heartbreaker with a heart-shaped face. She rarely dated a man for more than a year. She had at least two opinions about everything on the planet. She actually admired humans.