Hidden Queen

5

Jungkook sniffed Tae, "Well, you smell like an Omega, that's for damn sure."

He wrinkled his nose, "It's so strong; how do Alphas deal with this?"

"Here," Joon interrupted as he shoved two bracelets into their hands, "the poison is inside the bracelets," he motioned towards a silver knob, "Press this and hold your wrist over the glasses, and the poison will drop into it. Wear one on each wrist. You have two hours, and we are coming in, regardless of how many are dead or not."

"Fine," Yoongi scoffed. He knew why they were like this, but as the oldest, it annoyed him. He's proven himself many times, but his stupid rank always held him back. "Let's go, Tae."

They followed the line of Omegas, waiting to get inside. They had to pass a visual and smell inspection. They wouldn't get in if they weren't pretty enough or smelled enticing sufficient. "Smile, Yoongi. If you are glaring at everyone, no one is going to let you in."

The older grunted, "I hate smiling." 

Tae pinched his cheeks, "Yeah, but you have such a cute smile, all gums and tiny teeth." So Yoongi smiled. It was a bit forced at first, but he did it: "That's so much better. You are so adorable."

He swatted at Tae to shut up and leave him alone. The Alpha guard looked them up and down and shoved his nose into their necks. "These two go straight to the hall. Give them new outfits so that they can dance for us."

As they walked inside Yoongi, they looked at Tae with wide eyes. "I don't know how to dance."

"You'll be fine; they aren't looking for professionals. Just someone to sway their hips and look sexy."

"This is the worst; they are going to touch us, aren't they?"

"Probably. Can you resist hissing at them?"

He shrugged, "Probably not, we'll see." They made their way into the changing area, and it took Tae 10 minutes of begging to convince Yoongi to put on the stupid outfit. "In what world does a male Omega wear this shit?" He looked down at the bra and tiny skirt with bells on it, "I get that I like dick in my ass, but that doesn't mean that I want to wear a fucking skirt. I'm not a girl."

Tae pouted as he twirled around in a circle, "But we look so pretty," he said, playing with the sheer scarf they had given him.

"Focus, we need to find the wine pitchers and do what we came here for."

"What about the innocent people?"

Yoongi shrugged, "No one here is innocent if they are drinking and participating in this shit show of a kingdom."

As they walked into the hall, Yoongi wanted to die. There were so many Alpha pheromones in the air that his wolf wanted to bare his neck and take a knot—something he'd spent years learning how to resist. He never would have gotten where he was if it wasn't for Jungkook, the Alpha who shunned all attention thrown his way. So when Yoongi asked if he could go all Alpha on him to help him learn to fight his instincts, Jungkook agreed. 

He knew that the Alpha would never cross any lines. He was too in love with his soulmate, and it made him trustworthy. Now, he can fight it. His Omega might still scream at him from time to time, but he can at least look these bastards in the eye. He made his way over to the drinks while Tae danced in the center of the room. He gave all the Alphas peaks at what was under the tiny pieces of cloth he wore.

The Alphas were hooting and yelling, cheering Tae on as he got bolder with his dance. He was bending over, shaking his ass for everyone to see, and those idiots were just eating it up. So Yoongi used the distraction that Tae was giving him and dropped poison into the six jugs of wine before they got passed around.

When the dance was over, Tae rushed over to him, "The King is drinking out of a personal flask, and the General took two Omega's to go fuck them."

Yoongi scowled; this wasn't good. "Maybe I can flirt with the King and get him to try some wine?"

He rolled his eyes. "I hate to break it to you, but even if you could fake it long enough, it wouldn't work. He's not into men. It's well known that he only takes female Omegas. He has a harem of dozens of Omegas, and none are male."

"Well, that sucks, so what are we going to do? Once people start dropping like flies, he's going to get suspicious."

"Hope that those two Alpha's get here with our weapons before that happens."

Jungkook looked at Joon, "I have a bad feeling about this. We should go in."

"It's only been 90 minutes; we only have half an hour more."

"I can't explain it, Joon, but we must go in now." When they made it to the hall, dead bodies were everywhere; there were even more people crying out in pain. Tae and Yoongi were back to back, with stolen swords in the air, trying to keep some Alpha's away from them.

"Fuck," Joon whispered before he charged into the fray, taking down anyone that was still alive as he ran by. "Where's the King? And what the fuck are you wearing?"

Tae was panting, blood all over his tiny outfit. "Don't ask, or Yoongi is going to go off again, and we need to focus. The King wasn't drinking wine, and Yoongi tried to get him to. It didn't go well; he ran off. The General as well."

With that, Jungkook took off on a mission to kill the General and then the King since the King would be better protected. He found the General with two Omegas; one was tied to the bed and passed out, blood and bruises all over her, and the other was currently being raped. "Where's the King?" He growled with his sword against the General's neck.

The General slowed his motions, "Probably with that useless Queen. She can't even produce a fucking heir even though she gets knotted every day, sometimes multiple times a day. Then add in the fact that her fucking Omega refuses to keep the mating mark, and once a God Damn week, we are subjected to him biting her yet again while he knots her in front of everyone. Sick of it."

Jungkook jolted; there's no way. He heard a hiss behind him and light footsteps coming towards him; he knew it was Yoongi even before he smelled him. He's been hissed at enough over the years, "her Omega refused the fucking bite because she's already met her soulmate and they bonded. And yet your fucking King put her through that pain over and over again."

Was the Queen even evil? "Where are they?"

"In the dungeon where he keeps her, most likely."

"The Queen is kept in the dungeon; why?"

The General tried to pull away from the sword, but Jungkook had a tight hold on the back of his head. "Because at first she tried to run away. We stole her from the South because she was the most beautiful Omega we had ever seen. Well, the General who stole her thought so; he died shortly after she was brought here. 

He thought he'd get to keep her, but the King took one look at her and killed him. She kept running away, so the King cut her hair short like a boy and let us beat her daily. It took over a year, but then she stopped trying. About a year after that, she stopped fighting everyone and speaking."

"She hasn't spoken a word in eight years?" Yoongi whispered as he looked at Kook, "There's no way she's fucking evil like her husband. "

"Evil?" the General scoffed. "That's rich. The only time she leaves her cell is when she is forced to be put on display or knotted."