MINE || JIKOOK ✅

8.

JUNGKOOK POV

My cell phone rang and came up with Jagger ́s name on the ID.

"Hello." I said, gruffer than necessary but no good could come from a call from Jagger.

"Alpha, we've got an issue."

"There's a polar bear omega in here with your boys and the creepers have their nuts out."

lI tried to keep them away
from him but it's like trying
to keep flies off shit."

"What's going on?"

I stood, knocking my desk chair back not even giving enough shits to pick it back up.

I was burning the midnight oil, working on paying the monthly bills, my least favorite of all the tasks that came with the job.

I always had to take care of it
at night when no one would bother me or knock on the
door for something stupid like someone had taken their cup
at dinner or their favorite
shirt was missing.

I hated the petty problems.

"Well right now, your new polar bear has holed up in the bath-room to get away from Gary."

"You know how Gary is."

I let the "your" go by.

He was new to our pack.

And I did know how Gary was.

If there was a sleazeball
among men, it was Gary.

He oozed predatory lust and it made even the more dominant omegas keep their distance.

"What else? Are the other pack members helping the polar?
He's hanging out with them?"

At the bar? He did not strike
me as the roadhouse type.

And fuck, I sounded too eager.

But I was eager.

I wanted to know how he was getting on and if he was getting it on with any other males, though he didn't strike me as
the one-night stand type.

Not that I had any right to tell him no after I rejected him so firmly and had not given him
any reason to think that had changed.

"Nah, stayed by himself
most of the night."

"He tried to move from the
bar and Gary sat across from
him in the short booth."

"He got all wide-eyed and I'd intended to try and get him away but he bolted to the bathroom." I huffed out a growl.

I didn't like the sound of Gary
or any other male around Jimin
but then again, I couldn't' be around him all the time.

"What about the other boys?"

"You just calling to tell me
about the polar or are they
up to shenanigans?"

"Listen to this."

I heard the clinking of glasses and loud laughter, a crash or two.

He must've put the phone on speaker and held it facing the room because the volume on
the crowd rose and I recognized more than one of my men
as the culprits.

"Those are your pack boys being a little too rowdy, I've already had to cut most of them off
but they're getting worse."

"If they start a fight in my bar, I'm gonna have to ban them, pack or not. You feel me?"

"Yeah."

"I'm coming down there and keep an eye on that polar."

"Okay?"

"I'll do what I can if he
comes out."

"Get down here asap."

"I'm not about banning people but I'm right on the edge of it."

"Okay. I'm on my way."

I rushed downstairs and jumped in the extra-cab truck just in case I had to take a few pack members home.

It took less than twenty minutes to reach the roadhouse but
every second dragged.

Jimin was foremost on my
mind, despite my duties.

Yeah, my betas would have handled this.

I could've asked them to go but something inside me wanted
to be his savior. Be his hero.

Besides, seeing the alpha come to straighten their asses out might send a good message
that I was no longer putting up with any bullshit from them.

Never really had but lately, they'd been flagrant about disobeying the rules.

Enough was enough.

I threw the truck into park and barged into the bar, sending some of my alpha power out into the atmosphere around me.

Every yell stopped.

Every laugh ceased.

Every face turned toward me.

That's right, you jerks, look
what you made Jagger do.

"There's only one reason an alpha comes into a bar like this."

someone shouted.

I didn't recognize the voice.

Another one answered, "Yeah, and it's not the fucking rum."

"Watch your omegas, men."

"Alpha's on the prowl."

I was not on the prowl.

Well, kind of on the prowl
for Jimin. Shit.

I let my growl carry to the
far corners of the room.

"Hybe pack out, That's enough for tonight."

There was a collective groaning but they did as I said, paying
up and then leaving one by one.

I'd speak to them at home, in private.

We did not air our dirty laundry in public, Not that they'd been the souls of discretion.

Jagger seemed pleased they
had paid and nodded at me once.

I crossed my arms over my chest and waited for the last of them
to file out, each one baring their neck to me before walking
out the door.

The last out lifted a hand and pointed to his chest, letting me know he was the sober driver, although his lack of drinking probably hadn't stopped him from being an ass.

Shifters didn't get drunk easily, but it was possible if they tried hard enough, and apparently, this was the first thing they'd worked hard at in a while.

"Any more?" I asked and the bartender/owner's eyes told
me everything.

I walked closer to the side of
the bar where he met me.

"Still in the bathroom?"

"Yep."

"Gary's been watching that
door like there's a fucking
steak in there."

First things first, I whirled and scanned the room for Gary.

With beady eyes, he bored
holes into the bathroom door while he bounced his knee.

I pushed some of my alpha power toward him and his shoulders slumped as he
ticked his gaze at me.

I met his stare second for second until he had the good sense to drop his eyes and turn away.

I knocked on the door
three times and heard a
yelp from inside.

Yep, it was him all right.

His sweet scent still lingered
on the doorknob and wafted under the door.

"It's just me...Jungkook."

Did he even know my name?

Shit. I was the cliché.

I was the alpha who came into the bar for an omega Not just any omega, it seemed.