"You are still in there, aren't you? You are alive. I didn't feel any physical pain that I should feel after losing my mate. My wolf didn't give me any sign of that terrible pain everyone claims that we will get from the death of our mates. That means you are still in there, alive..." I moved even closer to him until I stopped in his embrace.
I'm not lying and I don't want to lie either. It took me weeks to realize that I hadn't felt the pain that I should feel after losing him. I realized it after I saw him earlier. His eyes were closed but I didn't even bother to move away from him. Let me try this... if I could take Jungkook out through this demon, it would be the biggest success of my life. I just don't want to lose him, not after I saw him standing in front of me. Not after he slept with me again.
A low growl escaped from him but still, he didn't open his eyes to look at me. All of a sudden, I felt the pain in my waist. I hissed and my hands unintentionally gripped his shoulders. Then he slowly opened his eyes, glaring at me. Those eyes were the most beautiful eyes I've ever seen before but now they are the most dangerous eyes I've seen. I bit the inside of my bottom lip, averting my gaze because I couldn't hold it.
"You fucking little whore... Do you think you can let him out? He will never be out again..." He left my waist and gripped my hair making me whimper from pain. He's rude... he's really rude. But this is not my Jungkook and I don't care about this rudeness. If this is Jungkook, he would never treat me like this so don't be sad over these actions.
"Fucking you was so fabulous and I'm gonna do it for the rest of my life now. Never have I thought he got such a fine woman to fuck... tsk" I controlled my tears so hard. I felt him kissing down on my throat but those kisses didn't feel the same as before because the person in this body isn't the same. The same body but a different person. I shouldn't say it's a person, I should say it's a demon. I moved my hands and tried to remove his hand from my hair. It was painful.
"Take off these fucking chains right now." He demanded me just like Grandpa mentioned me before coming into the room. Grandpa asked me not to do it, so I wouldn't go against his words. Once I removed his hand from my hair, I moved away from his embrace. His emotionless and furious eyes are staring right into mine. How am I going to get Jungkook back? I need to do something about this. Ayaan and Yuna need their daddy and I have to let them have their daddy. But I can't take this demon to them, first I have to take Jungkook out and discard this demon but how am I supposed to do something like that when I know nothing about this?
"No... I'm not removing them from you" I sighed and went near him once again as I slid my fingers in his hair. He's powerless when he's staying like this.
"Behave yourself if you want me to remove these chains. I don't care whether you are a demon or not, you are in my husband's body and you don't belong here. So, behave yourself. If you hurt me again, I will bring a witch and remove you from this body!" My words made him look at me. His red eyes widened and they roamed all over my face. Was I rude? I don't know... and I don't care either! Because he was also rude to me and didn't even care when he hurt me.
"The first thing I do when I break these chains is fucking you until you die from pain. You better don't let me catch you bitch. Fucking annoying woman!" He growled at me. The first thing he does is to fuc me. The first thing that happened between us was also that. This demon raped me. I smiled at him and knelt in front of him again cupping his face. I'm doing everything I can do to get my husband back! Get Jungkook back to his own body, getting rid of this demon.
"Wasn't that the first thing you did to me earlier? Why are you talking as if you are going to do something new to me when you get free from these chains? You won't be free until you give my husband back!" My words made him chuckle. It's so hard for me to endure the fact that this is not Jungkook. This is Jungkook's body but not his soul.
"It will also be the last thing I do to you. And what the fuck are you asking me to give your husband back? I'm Jungkook! The braindead fuckers think that I'm a demon but I'm not! I'm the real personality of Jungkook. Have you ever thought, there was a bloodthirsty personality in your husband that he was hiding from you? It's his bloodthirsty personality! It's me! Now I'm free! Ha... fucking yes! I'm not leaving again!" A personality? Not a demon? What does it even mean? I don't understand any of this confusion.
"What do you mean? A personality?" I asked him out of my curiosity. He gave me a sharp glare and twitched his lips upwards to a smirk.
"He acted so calm around you, didn't he? He was such a loving and caring man for his wife and children but do you know that he kills people without a second thought? And that's me who makes him do all those things. He was five when I got into his body... I'm the personality he got after learning of his parents' death and I will forever be in him. Now I've finally come out..." The smirk was vicious and lacked warmth. I clutched the skirt of my nightdress not knowing how to bring myself to believe what I just heard. A personality but not a demon? I stopped myself from thinking further because I knew I would stop losing my mind completely if I continued thinking about this.
"Now, fuck off from my sight! If I can't fuck you, there's no meaning in letting you stay in my sight!" I felt empty. He had this personality ever since he was five. After his parents' death? I stared at him as my heart fell into another confusion. Grandpa said it was a demon. But now this demon is saying that he isn't a demon but a personality of Jungkook. Did Jungkook have a personality disorder? But he never acted differently in front of me. He was always calm and gentle. He never did anything to make me feel suspicious or think that he was rude.
"Are you lying to me about him?" I asked. I don't even know why I am continuing a conversation with a demon but I had to do it because that demon is living in my husband's body. An annoyed growl escaped from him and he pulled his hand which was chained as if he wanted to break free and kill me here. His anger-filled action didn't make me scared, I don't feel fear anymore because my mind is busy thinking about him.
"FUCK OFF!" He roared but I didn't even move. I just kept staring at him because I didn't want to leave without getting an answer from him. Is he lying to me about Jungkook or all the things he just uttered are the truth?
"I want you to explain to me. Please... you are his other personality?" I sighed looking at him. He clamped shut his mouth and leaned the back of his head against the wall as he closed his eyes ignoring my presence completely. Why is it so hard to get to know things properly? If I can know everything correctly, I can do something to bring Jungkook back but this annoying new personality of Jungkook doesn't tell me anything. I remained there watching his handsome face which I missed so much. How long have I been craving to see this face? How long have I been waiting to kiss these lips? I missed him crazily and I was scared. As I remained there watching his face, his red eyes opened again. His eyes glowed with savage fire flames of anger. He's always angry... is this the difference between them? Jungkook is gentle while this personality has terrible anger issues.
"The fuck are you looking at women?" He snorted.
Ignoring his tone completely, I sighed and sat on the floor next to him. I laid my back against the wall and rested my head on his shoulder. I know that my actions stunned him. I didn't miss the way his body startled. I closed my eyes and took a deep breath. What should I do now? How am I going to get my Jungkook back to me? I need to remove this personality from him.
"Shall I bring Yuna for you to see next time? Do you want to see her?" I asked him. He was silent. The personality of Jungkook means that he's not a new person. This is Jungkook with terrible anger issues. And he should be happy to see his daughter. He couldn't even be there for me and he should apologize to me for it.
"You broke the promise. You didn't come when I gave birth and I'm still angry about it. But that's fine.." I sighed.
"Do you want to die?" I heard him whispering against my ear.
"You won't kill me, Jungkook. Whether real personality or not, you are still Jungkook. You are still my husband and don't ask me to leave or stay away from you because I'm not going to do it. I need you... which means I love you so much. You are my mate, my husband, and the father of my children so how can I ever think about a life where you aren't present? Please... don't push me away. We will work on this together."
To be Continued...
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Alpha King Jeon Jungkook || TZUKOOK
Manusia Serigala"Are you aware of the fact that you are the fourth surrogate he chose for me?" He whispered against my ear while his arm wrapped around my waist slamming my body against his. What? fourth? With a shiver, I looked up at him. He smirked looking at my...
