Hidden Queen

7

They drove all night and the next day, only stopping when they had to. Jimin slept the entire time—he slept like he hadn't had rest in ages. The Alpha's heart was breaking little by little. When they finally made it back to the castle, both the King and General were waiting. "Yoongi called ahead and filled us in. Are you sure that's him?"

"It is Hobi; the Queen is my Minnie."

The King nodded, "get him to the infirmary, now. We can't have him dying on you when you just found him."

Jungkook hurried to get his Omega to the waiting Doctor; he was a nice older Alpha who caused Jimin to freak out if Jungkook got farther than a few inches away from him. "Get into bed with him and hold him; his Omega is crying out for his mate." So he did; he held his Jimin while the Doctor checked over the Omega's entire body, gasping at all the marks on Jimin. "Jungkook, I don't know how to tell you this."

"I'm aware, Doctor; I know what he's been through."

"Jungkook, I'm not sure you know its extent. He has massive scarring down there, as in he was used without the aid of any slick or any other substance to make the glide smooth."

The Alpha started to growl, his eyes flashing red before he smelled Jimin's distress. He rubbed his cheek over Jimin's hair, kissing it as he pumped out his calming scent. "I wish I could kill him all over again."

"I don't know how to tell you this, but based on his mental health, you may never be able to be with him, knot him, have pups with him. He may forever be too traumatized for it."

"I'll be anything he needs me to be."

The Doctor hummed as he walked to the computer to see what the Omega's blood could tell him. He started to growl, causing Jungkook to wrap himself around Jimin tighter instinctually. "That sick bastard put him through forced heats."

So Tae was right; Jungkook sighed, "I believe he went through a heat around every two weeks for the past nine or so years."

"And he wasn't pupped?"

"The King was infertile, but it didn't stop him from trying. Everyone blamed Queen Ji-ah for not being a better Omega."

"Why force his heat and rape him that much if you knew that you couldn't have pups? That's just sick."

Jungkook scoffed, "Like rape to make pups isn't sick in its own right?"

"That's not what I meant and you know it, I'm going to hook him up to an IV, he's lacking a lot of essentials. He's going to sleep, forced for about a week until I can get him a bit healthier. Do you want to stay here with him?"

"Like I'd ever leave him, but can we take him to my room? I will have to leave him to use the bathroom and eat. I don't want him in distress, and my room is full of my scent."

The doctor nodded, "That's actually smart. Maybe you should build him a nest with your things."

Only one other time, Jungkook was with his Omega in their nest, the last time he was pleased. "I can do that. I remember how he liked his nests."

"You are a good Alpha. I think you'll be able to help him and bring him back to himself."

Jungkook couldn't think about that right now. He couldn't get his hopes up of getting his Minnie back. He'd settle for the widowed Queen Ji-ah, who didn't speak and couldn't touch if it meant he had his soulmate back in his life. He laid Jimin in the middle of his bed, the Omega immediately rolling over and shoving his face into the Alpha's most used pillow. It made him chuckle; he used to do the same thing when they were younger.

The Alpha needed to get cleaned up and then clean Jimin up. Hopefully, the Omega would forgive him for seeing his body without permission, but he needed to get that retched scent of the King off of him. He showered quickly before filling the bath. He made quick work of the dress Jimin was in, and finally, his Omega was laid bare before him. But he felt nothing. This shouldn't be how he's seeing him for the first time.

Add in the fact that Jimin was covered in scars and bruises; it had his Alpha howling to be let out so he could hurt something, someone. He lifted Jimin; the poor Omega was far too frail, too small for what he was. Male Omegas are smaller than Alphas, but Jimin has been starved so much that he does look more feminine than he should. He's always been strikingly beautiful, but his features have always had a bit of masculinity. All of that is gone now, he no longer has any muscles from running around and dancing with friends. His arms are so tiny that Jungkook could wrap his fingers around them.

Jimin's thighs used to be packed with muscle, even at 13 years old Jungkook was more than fascinated with them and wanted nothing more than to bite them. He didn't; they weren't ready for that, nor did he understand the notion. But the muscle was all gone; the Alpha sat down, bringing his Omega into the warm water. It was hard to clean him up, but he managed. Hearing Jimin purr in his lap made him want to cry. He missed that, hearing Jimin purr, smelling his banana scent.

They stayed in the water until it had gone cold. Then he got them out and dried their bodies off before dressing Jimin in the Alpha's clothes. It seemed to please the Omega as he snuggled into Jungkook's hoodie. "Are you sure you can handle this?"

The only reason Jungkook didn't growl was that Yoongi, an Omega, wasn't a threat to his sleeping Omega, who was safe in his bed. "I can handle anything. I just need to build him a nest so he has a place to rest."

"I brought you some food and the IV. Doc said you'd know how to plug it in or something?"

"Yeah, he did the hard part, finding the vein. Thanks Yoongi, can you help me with the nest? I remember how he likes it, but just in case I do something wrong."

The older Omega smiled softly, "Of course, Kook, anything you need. Hobi has already talked to Jin about letting you skip work until he's better. No matter how long it takes, you killed the King and General; you more than deserve it."

"Please pass along my thanks to them as well." Jungkook shoveled the food into his mouth, wanting to get to the nest-making part for Jimin—anything to help ease the anxiety he could still feel.

Yoongi picked through Jungkook's clothes, selecting only the softest things for the Alpha to scent a bit more before placing them on the bed surrounding Jimin. "Let me go grab some blankets; you Alphas never have enough." He grumbled as he made his way to the door. He was back just a few minutes later, his arms full of fuzzy blankets. "Here, get to scenting so you can drown mine out. They are clean, but I've had them for a long time."

"You don't mind? Aren't these for your nest?"

"They are, but I don't need to nest like most Omegas. Sorta trained myself not to need it unless I'm in heat, which isn't for like a month or so. He needs them more, and by the time I need them, I'm sure an understanding Alpha like you will have purchased dozens for his Omega."

His chest puffed up in pride: "Of course I will. I'll buy every soft blanket this kingdom has to offer. He deserves only the best, my beautiful soulmate."