A story of two boys. One who absolutely hates the idea of fated mates and one who absolutely adores the idea. What happens when the friends from childhood but separated by class and responsibilities are forced by circumstances, to become each other'...
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"Seojoon-ssi!" Taehyung cried, gently lifting his mate and laying him in his lap. Tears rolled down his eyes as guilt crept into his heavy heart. His adamant and stupid self was too focused on saving his Prince to remember that his mate was fighting off sasaengs just behind him. He may have saved Jungkook but that dark energy hit his mate instead.
To make his guilt worse, he wasn't feeling apologetic. He didn't feel an ounce of remorse for saving Jungkook. He would have laid his life happily for the Prince. However, the question was, did he have the right to make such decisions for his mate for whom he had been nothing but a big disappointment.
Wiping his guilt and sorrowful tears, Taehyung closed his eyes and concentrated on his elemental energy to utilise his secret power a third time. Although Jungkook had forbidden him from using that power again, his guilt, sense of responsibility and obligations towards his fated mate spoke louder than the promise he made to the Prince.
Despite his pure intentions, it took him a lot of focus and clarity to produce those aqua-white hair-like strings of life source. The glowing strings pierced the unconscious alpha's palms and travelled towards his darkened and shrivelled heart.
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Namjoon's lungs which had been squeezed out of air, refilled with fresh oxygen when he saw his son being pulled away from harm's way. After a brief moment of relief, devastation replaced his fears. He felt like a failure. What's the point of possessing powers of all the five elements when he couldn't save his son from imminent danger?
The most powerful werewolf of the nation uselessly watched his son become a target and there was nothing he could do to save him. What if the Royal Servant wasn't there, hadn't acted fast and saved him? The self-loathing doubts and complaints occupied the emperor's mind.
Song Kang tired from his lethal attack, tiredly smirked watching the color fading from the emperor's face. Taking advantage of his distracted headspace, Song Kang gathered the last bits of his dark magical powers. He cunningly charged the lethal dark energy ball at the distracted Emperor.
