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『 𝐏 𝐑 𝐎 𝐋 𝐎 𝐆 𝐔 𝐄 』
Jeon Jeongguk was the kind of person you hoped you’d never meet. Ruthless, unhinged, and dangerous, he wasn’t just capable of cruelty, he thrived on it.
For him, killing wasn't just a job. It was a thrill, an obsession. He hated the weak, hated their desperation, their clinging to hope when they had no chance. The way his victims’ eyes widened with fear, the last flickers of hope fading as they realized there was no way out, that was what he craved.
He didn’t just hate the weak and the desperate; he loathed the very idea of their existence. They were like pests to him, and he’s made it his mission to erase them all, piece by piece. The world is full of people who don’t deserve to live, and he takes pleasure in being the one to make sure they don’t.
He loved it, no question about it. He lived to kill, and he loved every second of the process of doing it.
And then there’s Taehyung.
Seventeen years trapped in the orphanage, caged by gray walls that seemed to close in a little more each day. Life there wasn’t kind. It was cold. The silence at night wasn’t peaceful; it was suffocating.
But he never let it break him. He wasn’t looking for much, just something better than this. He had read about mates in the old books he found, about people who were bound together by fate, and it became the only thing he dreamed of. Built life with his mate. He wanted that. He wanted out.
All he needed was to reach his eighteenth birthday. Just a few more weeks, and he’d be free. Free to leave this place, free to find his mate, to live the kind of life he’d only ever dreamed about.
But dreams have a funny way of turning into nightmares. Waking up roped and gagged in a moving container wasn’t part of his life plan. He had imagined love and protection, not cold metal and fear.
Now, as he struggles to breathe, heart pounding in his chest, the question isn’t whether he’ll find his mate. It’s whether he’ll survive long enough to ever see that day.
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𝐁𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐟 𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐜𝐫𝐢𝐩𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐚𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐭𝐫𝐮𝐞𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐝 & 𝐦𝐚𝐥𝐞 𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐠𝐚.
⋆ Truebloods: are portrayed as individuals who hold a position of power within their community, deriving their dominance from their pure bloodline passed down from both maternal and paternal Alphas. Their genetic heritage grants them exceptional strength and resilience, along with a distinct scent that exudes authority and commands respect from others, even from other strong alphas within the community.
