I opened my eyes only to find myself seated in the laps of a stranger , but the look in his eyes made me tremble .
"Mate." he whispered.
"I'm h-his mate?"i widened my eyes
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As Taehyung's eyes fluttered open, the remnants of his vision still danced vividly in his mind. He found himself standing in the center of the room his parents' concerned gazes fixed upon him. The weight of the revelation bore down upon him, the memory of the war between their wolf pack and the vampires haunting his thoughts.
His voice cracked with urgency as he demanded answers, his eyes locking onto his mother's. "Who's Haneul?!" The name echoed through the room, carrying the weight of uncertainty and fear. Taehyung couldn't shake the feeling that what he had witnessed was more than just a vision. The sight of his mother's enduring scar, a testament to past battles, only solidified his conviction.
Y/n, the newly appointed Luna, stood by silently, her eyes darting between her husband and his parents. She was still finding her footing within the complexities of pack politics and history, unable to fully grasp the significance of Taehyung's distress.
Taehyung's mother met his gaze with a mixture of concern and understanding. With a gentle touch, she guided him to the edge of the bed, her voice calm yet tinged with apprehension. "Taehyung, my son, you must rest. Your visions carry weight, but now is not the time to dwell upon them."
His father, the previous Alpha who had led their pack through countless trials, hovered nearby, his expression unreadable. The weight of responsibility hung heavy in the air as they grappled with the implications of Taehyung's vision.
As Taehyung allowed himself to be guided to the bed, a whirlwind of emotions churned within him. Fear, anger, and determination battled for dominance, each vying for his attention. But amidst the turmoil, one thought remained clear—the need to uncover the truth behind Haneul and the looming threat of the vampires.
Taehyung's mother's voice held a weight of determination as she spoke, her resolve evident in every word. "I can no longer bear the burden of lies," she confessed, her eyes meeting her son's with unwavering sincerity. The air in the room grew heavy with anticipation as Taehyung and Y/n exchanged wary glances, unsure of what was to come.
With a tender gesture, she beckoned Y/n to join them on the bed, a silent invitation for unity in the face of uncertainty. As Y/n settled beside Taehyung, her hand found his, offering silent support in the tumultuous moments ahead.
Seated together, a small circle of familial warmth amidst the swirling storm of revelations, they waited for Taehyung's mother to speak.
"There are truths that have long been concealed," she began, her voice steady despite the gravity of her words. "Secrets buried deep within the fabric of our pack's history, waiting to be unearthed."
Taehyung's heart quickened with anticipation, the weight of his mother's confession pressing upon him like a physical force. Beside him, Y/n's grip tightened, a silent reassurance in the face of the unknown.
"Our pack has long been entwined in a delicate dance with the vampires," his mother continued, her gaze distant as she recounted the echoes of ancient conflicts. "A war that spans generations, fueled by bloodshed and betrayal."
The truth hung heavy in the air, each word a thread in the tapestry of their shared history. Taehyung's mind raced with questions, his thirst for understanding driving him ever onward.
"And Haneul," he prompted, his voice barely a whisper, yet carrying the weight of his newfound knowledge.
His mother's gaze softened with understanding, her eyes meeting his with a mixture of sorrow and resolve. "Haneul is your twin brother," she revealed, the words falling like a stone into the pool of their shared reality. "Taken from us in the chaos of war, his fate has remained a mystery."
Taehyung's breath caught in his throat, the revelation striking him with a force that left him reeling. Beside him, Y/n's hand tightened in silent solidarity, her presence a beacon of strength amidst the storm.
Taehyung's father, stepped forward to lend his voice to the unfolding revelation. His gaze held a depth of sorrow, tempered by a steely resolve that spoke of the trials he had endured.
"As Haneul was taken by the vampires," his father began, his voice resonating with the weight of untold sorrow, "he was torn from the embrace of our pack, his true family and now he's becoming a threat for our pack."
Taehyung's heart clenched at the realization, the truth carving deep furrows of anguish within him. The bond of brotherhood, once thought lost to the shadows of uncertainty, now burned bright within his soul.
Y/n's voice cut through the solemn air, "No matter what," she declared, her gaze unwavering as she spoke, "he still poses a threat to us. Already, he has stained his hands with the blood of our pack, claiming the lives of two innocent pups." The gravity of her words hung heavy in the room, a stark reminder of the dangers that lurked just beyond their doorstep. "More danger is about to come," she continued, her tone tinged with urgency. "We cannot afford to underestimate the threat he poses. We must be vigilant."
As Taehyung's world crumbled around him, the weight of betrayal and loss threatened to consume him. He couldn't believe his parents kept secret , such an important thing.He immediately rose from the bed and left the room slamming the door. Y/n looked at his parents assuring that she'll handle him and left.
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As they entered their room, Taehyung's facade of strength crumbled, his tears falling unchecked as he struggled to contain the storm raging within him. Y/n's arms enveloped him in a comforting embrace. For a moment, he froze, the weight of his emotions threatening to overwhelm him, but then he turned to face her, his eyes raw with pain and longing.
With a boldness born of desperation, Taehyung met Y/n's gaze but Y/n could very well see how upset he was. And as she leaned in to kiss him, a fragile connection forged in the crucible of their shared sorrow, he hesitated, his heart battered but not yet broken.
Yet, as their lips met, a spark ignited within him, a flicker of hope amidst the darkness that threatened to consume them. And as they kissed, their tears mingling in a silent symphony of shared grief and unspoken promises, Taehyung felt a glimmer of peace take root within his fractured heart.
"It's gonna be alright," Y/n whispered against his lips, her voice a beacon of reassurance in the tumultuous sea of their emotions. And as they kissed, their bond strengthened.
"I'll make sure of that...." he said as they stopped kissing and smiled at each other.
