Tales of a Wounded Heart | Jikook/ Taegi

Chapter 5

This chapter got longer than expected and I had to break it. Enjoy this 8k for now!

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Taehyung was known for many things, but pining wasn't one. Never once in his twenty-four winters of life did he think he would be pining for an alpha. He also did not remember any alpha rendering him speechless.

Not even once. It was Taehyung, who rendered the others speechless and not the other way around.

And yet, here he was dumbfounded and too stunned to even move. His wide eyes stared aimlessly to the front as the stallion swallowed the distance with its thundering hooves. Yoongi's strong hands held the reigns, brushing his waist and for some reason, he felt the butterflies stir in his stomach.

When they reached the healer's hut, Yoongi jumped off the horse first, pulling him down without waiting for him to do so. Taehyung's cheeks stung but the alpha barely spared him a glance before dragging him inside the hut and demanding the healer to patch him up immediately.

The omega sat obediently as the healer worked on him, but his eyes were trained on the alpha, pacing behind the healer—dark, broody and handsome. His beige tunic clung to his lean muscles and pants hugged his thighs. Taehyung would happily let the alpha step on him with those leather boots.

Wait. What? That's gonna hurt. I take it back.

The omega grunted, shaking his head. The healer mistook the action as the reaction for pain and shushed him as if she would silence a pup, releasing calming pheromones. Taehyung huffed, letting her believe it. His wolf perked when he saw the alpha stop, his head whipped toward him and nostrils flaring.

Strangely and as opposed to Taehyung's biological nature, he flushed scarlet, averting his gaze to the floor. And that put the alpha's boots once again in his line of vision. Once again, he thought he'd definitely let the alpha step over him. Theoretically speaking, that's how much he was whipped for the alpha.

With a sigh, he glanced up again and noticed Yoongi was pacing again. He wanted to run his hands through the long, wavy hair of the alpha, maybe tug it a little while kissing him.

Stop right there. You absolutely cannot leak slick right now.

Taehyung adjusted, wondering if his scent betrayed him. He couldn't smell anything over the overwhelming smell of the herbs and other medicines in the room. He sighed, trying to think about anything and everything except the dark-haired alpha pacing the room with a predatory look.

Did he even realize how murderous his scent was right now? He was furious but it only fueled Taehyung's hope. Why else would this alpha claim him as his omega and behave like a possessive mate?

His cheeks stung again. The whispers of disbelief as Yoongi rode away with him on horseback still echoed in his ears. While Taehyung was still too stunned to speak, he couldn't help but think back to how they fit perfectly against each other.

Yoongi was moody and always had a distant look in his eyes. Honestly, he wasn't that tall compared to the other alphas in the pack, but it was this menacing aura that surrounded him and the way he carried himself that made him so intimidating.

When they stood together, Taehyung was an inch taller than the alpha, but that didn't make the alpha any less lethal. How else could Yoongi throw him on a horseback single handedly and stride out of there? Maybe Taehyung did leak a bit but the alpha was too furious to notice.

Taehyung was a misfit in his pack because as handsome as he was, the omega wasn't petite like most of the omegas in their pack. He wasn't demure or timid either. He was as tall as an average alpha or a beta with broad shoulders and tapered waist.