The Calm After The Storm ||BTS_HYBRIDS X F!MOC|| OT7

Messing With The Wrong Hybrid

WARNING THIS CHAPTER WILL CONTAIN MENTIONS OF ABUSE, DEATH, RAPE, MOLESTATION, ABDUCTION, EXPLICIT PROFANITY AND GRAPHICAL MURDER. READER DISCRETION IS ADVISED. PLEASE READ WITH CAUTION⚠️

NOTE: The warning label has been thoughtfully placed at both the beginning and end of the content to ensure that individuals who may be easily triggered are given ample opportunity to avoid viewing it.

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Heaven's POV

It has been a week since Jay confided in me about Jeong-sin and Woobin's sudden move for revenge, and I've been feeling uneasy ever since. Taking them down would be relatively easy for me, but my primary concern lies with the safety of the boys.

The boys are relatively new here, embracing their newfound freedom and camaraderie. I can't help but worry that their presence puts them at risk. While I have full confidence in my ability to protect them, the unpredictability of the situation keeps me on edge.

I've made a promise to myself to ensure the boys' safety and provide them with the life they deserve, a commitment I intend to uphold for the rest of my days. Their well-being is my top priority.

Lately, I've observed significant progress in the boys, particularly Jungkook, Namjoon, Yoongi, and Jimin. They have been dedicated to their training, and it's starting to show. One notable change is their growing comfort around humans; they no longer shy away or lower their gaze when conversing with humans, a significant milestone for hybrids like them.

I've noticed that my hybrids haven't shifted at all ever since I removed the nano chips designed to alter their DNA. These chips were originally intended to prevent them from transforming into their animal forms. While I'm relieved that they no longer have this restriction, I can't help but worry about the impact it may have on their ability to connect with their animal sides.

I don't want to pressure them to shift, as I believe it's a personal and innate process. However, I also don't want them to unintentionally limit themselves from fully embracing their dual nature. Developing a strong bond with their animal counterparts is important for their well-being and overall identity.

I'll continue to observe and support them as they navigate this journey of self-discovery and transformation. My hope is that they will eventually feel comfortable enough to embrace all aspects of themselves, both human and animal, without any external limitations.

I was sitting at my desk in my cozy home office, surrounded by piles of work files that needed my attention. The only sound in the room was the soft scratching of my pen against paper as I reviewed documents and made notes. Suddenly, the peace was interrupted by the sound of my brother Marcus entering the room, his usually calm demeanour replaced by a look of anxiety and distress.

Marcus was always the hardest of my four siblings to understand. He had a way of keeping his emotions hidden, his facial expressions often unreadable. Even when he was engaging in what he jokingly referred to as 'the devil's playground,' where he would release hell on those who crossed him, his demeanour remained cool and collected.

So, seeing him in a state of panic was a rarity that sent a shiver down my spine. I could tell something serious had happened, or was about to happen, to prompt such a reaction from him.

"Marcus, what's wrong?" I asked, my voice tinged with concern as I watched him struggle to find the right words to express himself.

He hesitated, his words coming out in a jumble of stammers and half-sentences. It was clear that whatever had shaken him to this extent was serious.

"The b-boys... Namj- all-'' Marcus trailed off, unable to complete his sentence.

My mind raced as I tried to make sense of his fragmented words. The boys? My hybrids? The thought sent a chill down my spine. This couldn't be happening.