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THIRD'S POV

It was nearing four in the morning when Jimin saw a light coming towards him from the woods.

He moved into the shadows and watched as two men approached the back of the motel.

Once near they turned off the flashlight, Their intentions were not good.

Jimin could feel their nervous excitement rippling through the air.

They were there to do harm and they were walking up to his mate window.

"The old man said to make an impression and get the guy to leave." The short one whispered.

"He also said he wanted him to hurt."

The taller one laughed in a hushed manner that had Jimin stepping closer to Jungkook's window while keeping his eyes trained on the two interlopers.

"The bed is right below this back window, It's the same in all of these units."

"We throw this through the window, It is guaranteed to light him up."

The tall one raised his right hand in which he held a bottle of liquid with a rag sticking out of it that functioned as a makeshift wick.

"We could end up setting the whole place on fire." The shorter one warned, appearing to be concerned for others, not for Jungkook but for others.

"Who cares? This place is a dump anyway, It won't be a big loss."

He lit the rag and then glanced around. "No cameras around so no one will know."

The shorter one gave up the fight rather quickly and stepped back as the tall one took two running steps forward and threw the flaming bottle at Jungkook's window.

Jimin instantly spread his dragon wing, shielding the window and most of the back wall.

The bottle bounced off with a dull thud and rolled back towards the arsonists.

He retracted his wing just as fast and then stood observing them.

They stared at the bottle where it lay in the sand and gravel burning the accelerant within.

They obviously did not comprehend what had just happened.

"Throw it harder."

The short one suggested agitated now that they were being denied the flames of pain and destruction.

The tall one stepped up and bent to retrieve the bottle and tried again to hurl it through his mate window but Jimin shielded the window again.

But this time, he walked out of the shadows in a half shift letting these men see what was impeding their plans.

Dragon Knights were fearsome beasts with an edge and a viciousness that was clearly etched on their dark scaled hides and flaming eyes.

Their presence was enough to send an army into hiding.

These two were no more than fleas on the ass of a jackal.

They stood frozen for just a moment as their brains refused to believe what their eyes were seeing and then they started to scream and turned to run away.

Jimin was on them instantly, grabbing them both and holding them aloft by the scruff of their necks, He knew he was scaring them shitless and he didn't care.

These two deserved every ounce of his anger, He stepped on the burning bottle and ground it into the sand putting out the flame and pulverizing the bottle.

"Shut up." He growled and dug his nails into their shoulders.

He appreciated the wince and the attempt at keeping their screams to a minimum while nodding their heads vigorously.

"Who sent you?"

"Jeon Jiwoo, he's our boss and he wanted this guy scared off."

"He told us to do it tonight becos the guy is near finished and will be heading home tomorrow, he doesn't want him ever coming back."

They did not hesitate to tell Jimin everything he asked.

"Why would he do this to his own son?" They both shrugged while still quaking in fear.

Their hearts were beating out of their chests and their breath was coming in short agonizing pants.

It was gratifying.

"They don't get along and he said that Jungkook is trying to muscle in on his business here in S-city."

"That's all I know."

"He wanted us to hurt him and run him off." The shorter one pleaded to be believed.

Jimin pulled them close and smiled, letting them see the length and lethality of his teeth and the way smoke and flames danced from his lips.

His dragon wanted to end them right there, fearing the threat to his mate but Jimin sensed they were just lackeys and at present didn't deserve death.

Jimin blew hot smoke into their faces and watched them choke on it.

"If you come anywhere near Jeon Jungkook again, I will find you and kill you both."

"Jeon Jungkook belongs to me and anyone who threatens what is mine will face the deadly consequences, Is that clear?"

Both men nodded frantically.

"Yes, yes, crystal." The tall one swore.

Jimin dropped them to the ground at his feet and watched them scramble to their feet and run away.

He had their scent and if they ever came around his mate again he would know it and they would die.

Jimin went back to the window and looked inside.

Jungkook was asleep and unaware of the trauma that was averted that night.

Jungkook's father was a bigger problem than he had anticipated.

Any father who was a party to such viciousness against their own son was no father at all.

He kept his eyes on Jungkook and pulled out his cell, deciding to get the ball rolling on Jiwoo.

"Hey Yoongi, I need you to take care of something for me."

"Anything, especially if it involves helping you secure your mate."

Yoongi was meticulous when it came to research and plans and just plain screwing with people.

Yoongi was quiet, seriousnand deadly, He would find Jiwoo's weaknesses.

Jimin explained the thwarted attack on Jungkook that was orchestrated by his father.

"That's messed up." Yoongi concurred.

"He needs to suffer."

"If he's scrambling to save his own ass, he won't have time to worry about what your mate is doing." Jimin could hear the gears turning as Yoongi worked out his strategy.

"Jeon Jiwoo will wake in the morning to a new world of destruction and loss."

"I'm going to stay here and keep watch, I'll head back to B-city before sunup."

"Wouldn't want to fly back in broad daylight and upset the locals." Jimin explained.

"Jungkook is finishing up in the morning and will be home tomorrow afternoon and I want to be there when he arrives."

"You take care of your mate."

"And I will take care of Jeon Jiwoo." Yoongi told him.

"Thanks."

"No problem."

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