The Cunning Alpha | Jinkook

2. Chapter Two

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Seokjin's Pov:

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I usually have a great time when I'm out, especially with my friends, but tonight felt a bit off. It felt different.

I felt I was being watched, but I hesitated to mention it to Jimin and Hoseok because I was afraid they would think I was crazy. It wasn't unusual for Alphas to stare at me whenever I went out, considering whether or not to approach me. Many would introduce themselves and ask me out on an approved date, but tonight felt different. The atmosphere around me seemed to have shifted, and I couldn't shake off the feeling of being under intense watch.

As soon as I entered the house where the event was being hosted, I felt a change in my senses. The air was filled with a captivating smell that seemed to envelop me, drawing me into its alluring embrace. It was a complex blend of scents that demanded my full attention and could not be ignored.

It had this deep, earthy vibe that reminded me of ancient forests, mixed with a trace of freshly fallen rain. It gave off a vibe of strength and confidence, but there was this nice, warm spiciness that made it feel inviting. I had never smelled anything quite like it before.

Throughout the night, the scent lingered in the air, teasing me with its presence but refusing to reveal its source. It felt like my senses were entirely consumed by it, making it impossible to concentrate on anything else. As I chatted with my friends and others, that lingering smell kept throwing me off, almost like it was tugging at me with each breath, but I just couldn't figure out where it was coming from.

As I wrapped myself in my plush robe, I savored the comfort of being home. With each step to the kitchen, my mind replayed the night's events, and each detail played vividly in my memory. It was the first time I felt like I wasn't in control of myself, and honestly, it scared me. It reminded me that my usual sources of strength, the emblems, the tattoos, and my family's status didn't matter. I realize I wasn't immune to being claimed by an Alpha, who could assert dominance over me with nothing more than their scent.

I had heard stories of this before but always dismissed such tales as mere folklore. Until tonight, when I felt like every part of me was connected to someone else. This was deeply concerning. I hope what I felt was wrong, and the house gave off that vibe, not someone or something else. Maybe if I brought it up with Jimin and Hoseok, they could confirm they felt the same way.

With that thought in mind, feeling a sense of ease, I created a mental escape from my thoughts and emotions as I focused on preparing a hot cup of tea. I was looking for something to aid my relaxation before sleep. As I waited for my tea to finish brewing, my phone chimed. Checking it, I smiled; Jimin had begun his nightly routine of flooding our group chat with videos he often discovered online, either finding them amusing or wanting us to take a look.

If we failed to acknowledge any of them at some point, he would persist in resending them until we did. If, after he sent them again, one of us failed to comment or acknowledge that we had watched what he shared, it should be understood that he would not forget it or let it slide. I have often considered myself somewhat petty, but Jimin operated on an entirely different level of pettiness and never missed an opportunity to showcase this.

As I was about to watch one of the videos he had sent, the doorbell suddenly rang, breaking my concentration. It was quite late, so I quickly switched to the security app on my phone to check the live feed from the cameras at my front door. I couldn't help but hope it wasn't my brother, whom I had been avoiding for most of the day. I knew how persistent he could be, especially when he wanted something. When I saw the front camera's live view, relief washed over me. It wasn't him at the door but a delivery woman holding a bouquet of flowers and a package.