Chapter 65

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Dear lovely readers,

This chapter holds the heart of this story. It will seem short because of the revelations of thick emotions but its a really important chapter from the Royal Alpha's prespective. This chapter will show you the continuation of the previous chapter.

I hope you will enjoy this reading session.

Make sure to keep pillows, because pillows are the best companions.

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A staggered breath fell out of Jungkook's lips when he placed his face close to the Alpha's shoulder. The cloak of the Alpha was still wrapped around him, wafting the scent of sandalwood. But his nostrils flared and surpassed the boundary of his collarbones before inhaling the scent from the treasured spot.

He was aware of the Alpha's hold around his waist so he loosened up his own and slithered his hands above the Alpha's shoulder. These stretched hands provided Jungkook with some more space to finish in between their bodies. His shirt once again skidded above, leaving the waist and ribs bare to the surroundings.

Taehyung enclosed his arm around the bare skin, covering it with the loose scuffles of his sleeves. He noticed the change in the omega's breaths, mild sighs and slow inhales. He watched how the omega nuzzled his face in his neck before wrapping his hands tightly around his shoulders.

The Alpha held the slacked body against his own, still standing on the threshold of the hanok. His grey eyes roamed around the premises of the mountain before one of his hands tightened its hold on the hips of the omega. He used the coiled arm to hoist the omega, and jostled his body upward till their torsos slumped together as he stepped inside the chamber.

Jungkook's feet hovered above the front calves of the Alpha, his body rising, giving him more expanse to embrace the shoulders. He was trying his best to feel some dignity or some shame or some esteem but as if the mere smile of the Alpha had outshined all of his values when he buried them behind his closed eyes.

Their hairs were still damp from the bath, his own sprawled against his back and some tresses coiled on his shoulders. He held his breath when he felt the Alpha closing the door behind them.

The Alpha looked above the left shoulder of the omega and finally, the interior of the chamber attracted his attention. The hanok wasn't big or too small, a collectively defined place containing some armour in the corner and holding a few wooden chests in the other. Away from the four walls of the chamber, a double mattress was placed at the centre on a wooden plank, covered with cotton sheets.

A wooden table with cushions was placed just beneath the window, the palate of the table holds some reports and books. Beside the table, a large pot of water was occupying the space. Three flambeaus were illuminating the whole chamber conjointly, two at the front door and one beside the bed. The floor was made with mud and bricks, a clean and carefully crafted chamber that had Taehyung in a trance for the moments to come.

He discarded his shoes slowly, not wanting to spoil something that the omega had prepared so diligently. Removing his shoes while hoisting the omega in his arms results in a decrement in the Alpha's height. Now his nose was pressed into the omega's left shoulder and the faint wetness of pine flattened his eyes even before he could take some whiffs of the air. His nose runs from the omega's shoulder to the joint junction of his neck, forcing his eyes to close in between the dark red tresses.

Two bodies were standing in the middle of the chamber, wafting the image of one soul. If one would dare to express this moment, he would take an example of an ocean and an adamant glacier.

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