🌺𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 5 🌺

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Jungkook went back to his house that morning. The sight of a man who was covered in bloody clothes with numerous bandages underneath quickly freaked his neighbors out.

Jungkook grim expression did not help his case. He looked like someone who just had a bloody, life-or-death fight at a cliff with someone who was not less fierce than him and won to boot.

As soon as Jungkook entered his house and closed the door behind him, he crumbled in a heap of mess right at the door.

"Fuck," he cursed under his breath. He acted strong, but his wounds were not light. Werewolves healed quickly so the wounds that he inflicted on jake must have healed partially.

Not so with the bite and scratch wounds that Jake give him. Without a wolf, he was only a werewolf in name. He was unable to transform, and his recovery process was no different from a normal human being's

Jungkook groaned as he dragged himself up from the floor only to collapse on a nearby sofa, staining it with the blood that seeped through the bandages. Jungkook sighed in his heart. It took him an hour of rest before he had enough energy to drag himself to the bathroom to clean himself and re-dress his wounds.

The man soaked inside a tub filled with warm water to loosed the bandages around his body. The water quickly turned red, a ghastly sight to anyone who did not know the full story. Not long after Jungkook was done with bathing and re-bandaging himself, his phone started to ring.

Jungkook gingerly supported himself on the walls walking toward his bedroom. The phone dropped to the carpeted floor just when Jungkook opened the bedroom door. The man sighed, He sat on his bed and bent to pick up the phone.

It was one his colleagues at the art college, Jin

"Hey, Jin."

The voice on the other side sounded relieved but also surprised. "Jungkook, thank God. I have called you ten times since last night! What is happening? Are you alright? Are you coming to the college?"

Jungkook rubbed between his eyebrows. "No, Jin. I am feeling unwell. I cannot come today."

"Is that so? Then please rest for the day. Ge well soon!"

"Um, thank you."

Jungkook ended the conversation and saw a lot of notifications on his phone. Ten missed calls from Jin, two missed calls from an unknown number, twelve missed calls, and a wall of messages from his sister,

While Jungkook was contemplating to call his sister to read her message first.

"Big brother," she sobbed into the phone. "We lost the fight. Our Alpha has died during the battle."

Jungkook closed his eyes and leaned against the headboard of his bed.

He knew that his would happen. And it was unfortunately inevitable. The Silent Walker Pack declined a lot since seven years ago. There had been some recurring conflicts with the Night Prowler pack for a few months. It culminated in an official was between the two packs.

As much as Jungkook hated to admit it, the Silent Walker Pack was no longer the big pack, it used to be. Unfortunately the reigning Alpha refused to embrace humility and asked the Alpha of Night Prowler Pack for a peaceful end to the disputes. When Jungkook heard that there would be war, he knew that the Silent Walker Pack would lose.

"Sister, how is everyone? Are there many casualties?"

"Only the Alpha died...and...and...the Alpha of Night Prowler Pack has demanded to see you."

𝑴𝒚 𝑹𝒆𝒋𝒆𝒄𝒕𝒆𝒅 𝑨𝒍𝒑𝒉𝒂 { 𝑻. 𝑲}Where stories live. Discover now