SERAPHIC

The demon wolf

Yeon seo's blood ran cold, the world was spinning. Her throat went dry, nausea hitting her with vigor and then she was slammed to the wall.

"General, she is a child" The solider cringed looking  at the girl. The poor child.

"She knew what she was doing" The general gritted and draw his sword.
The silver blade flashed in yeon seo's eyes and next moment a scream pierced the silence.

" Kill them" The general ordered and left. The soliders sighed looking at the poor family. Anyone else would understand the situation of poor girl, she just wanted to earn some money for her family.  Her fate, she met  Kim Namjoon. They burned the mud hut, the screams falling deaf  to their ears.

Namjoon wanted to hurt someone, something. He wants to take a life, paint his hands with blood. The hunger in his stomach  was stirring once again. The insatiable hunger. The void in his chest was swallowing him whole and chewing him.  It's better if he  don't see seokjin now, not now.

Seokjin was humming a tune, when a maid entered into his room, trembling like leaves, her pace pale like winter moon and out of breath.
" My-- Lord" She panted and Namjoon's name was on his tongue.

Seokjin gathered himself, the rainy season was still on its peak. A shiver ran down his spine because of the gush of the wind. He knocked on the closed door. Unlike any other wooden door, they were made of heavy metal. Well, the general has a weaponry of himself where he likes to made  weapons and nobody told seokjin about it.  His husband has many layers and seokjin would like to undone them if he gathered courage to knock on the door. So he did.

" LEAVE " Seokjin  flinched hearing the voice, his alpha was capable of speaking like that he didn't knew.

" It's me" Seokjin said, hoping to be greeted by his husband's appearance soon.

" Leave seokjin" The answer came and seokjin stepped back. His alpha, his husband never called him by his name never.

Seokjin took a deep breath and pushed past the doors and closed them behind himself.That room was a furnace, the heat was unbearable. Sweat rolled on seokjin's forehead. The alpha has his back turned to him and seokjin gulped looking at the bare skin.

" Leav--"

" No" Seokjin stated and saw a sette and plopped on it, making himself comfortable.

" What are you doing" Namjoon asked and hammered the metal sheet. Seokjin flinched at the sound.

" I want to spend my day with you" Seokjin said and removed his shoes, he laid down on the couch. He avert his gaze from the man and look through the glass windows. The gray clouds were covering the sky. It is a thunderstorm.

" I am busy here, I think you should leave " Namjoon said, looking at the omega who was mesmerized by the storm gathering outside.

" I am not disturbing you. I'll be good" Seokjin said, it was a dare. Namjoon  glared at him and the omega gave him a sweet smile.

Seokjin observed the weaponry, swords, spears,arrows, hammers, shield of various types.  Each were engraved with beautiful details. Seokjin gritted his teeth at the hammering of the sheets. There was a furnace in the corner, it was the largest seokjin has ever seen. He was fascinated.

In one hour, seokjin felt like he was on fire. His hanfu were sticking to his back cause of sweat. He stood up and tied his hair in a bun. The beads of sweat rolling on his chest, stomach, neck. He was drenched. He looked at the man who was doing his work without a care and seokjin huffed. He removed the outer layer of his hanfu and the upper skirt. He was on sette again, humming the tune. His fingers playing with silver anklet. His eyes on his husband, rather on his hands. How they would contract and flex. He crossed his legs and focused on the window again. He didn't knew he was hot because of the heat or?