In a war-torn ancient kingdom where powerful wolves and their human counterparts live in uneasy balance, Taehyung, the alpha, is the crown prince. With a harsh upbringing filled with betrayal and loss, he has built walls around his heart and refuse...
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Kim Taehyung Alpha, Crown Prince of Utopia’s
Personality:
Taehyung is a strong, stoic, and composed alpha who hides his emotions behind a veil of cold indifference. He values duty and loyalty above all else but carries the scars of betrayal, which have made him reluctant to trust. Despite his hardened exterior, Taehyung has a deeply protective and caring side, especially toward those he loves. He evolves into a devoted partner and father, learning to express his emotions and cherish his family.
Appearance:
Sharp, regal features; piercing eyes; and an aura of authority. Often wears dark, royal hanfu symbolizing his power and dominance.
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Jeon Jungkook Omega, Consort of Utopia’s Prince
Personality:
Jungkook is kind, soft-spoken, and intelligent but not without a fiery streak when pushed. He’s resilient and refuses to let his omega status define his worth. Initially hesitant and unsure in his relationship with Taehyung, Jungkook grows into a confident and supportive partner who can stand as an equal by his side. His nurturing and empathetic nature shine through in his relationships with his loved ones.
Appearance:
Youthful and delicate, with large doe-like eyes that hold both innocence and determination. Prefers pastel-colored hanfu that complement his gentle nature.
Jungkook stood amidst the serene beauty of the palace garden, where the scent of jasmine mingled with the earthy fragrance of freshly watered soil. Sunlight filtered through the leaves, casting dappled patterns on the stone path as a gentle breeze played with the edges of his flowing hanfu. The fabric, a delicate shade of blush pink, shimmered subtly under the daylight, its silver embroidery catching the light with every graceful movement.
His fingers traced the velvety petals of a white camellia, his touch reverent as though the flower could understand his silent affections. Tending to the plants had always brought him solace—it was one of the few things that remained untouched by the weight of expectations. His dark brown eyes, soft yet unreadable, reflected a quiet longing, a contrast to the gentle smile that rested on his lips.
His beauty was effortless, almost otherworldly. Waves of deep chestnut hair cascaded down his back, strands swaying with his every motion. A stray lock fell over his forehead, and he tucked it behind his ear absentmindedly. His features, delicate yet defined, carried an innate charm, and the small mole beneath his lower lip only added to the ethereal elegance he possessed.
As he bent down, brushing dirt from his fingertips, a familiar presence stirred within him—Kookoo, his wolf. The connection between them pulsed faintly, like a heartbeat in the background of his consciousness. His wolf was always watchful, always present, a silent protector that understood him better than anyone else.
"Young Master, your brother requests your presence."
Jungkook turned at the voice, his gaze meeting that of a palace servant who stood with a bowed head. His fingers stilled over the petals, and for a moment, something unreadable flickered in his eyes.
"I’ll be there soon," he answered softly, straightening with a sigh.
The servant hesitated before nodding and retreating into the palace. Jungkook lingered for a moment longer, his thoughts clouded. His brother’s summons were never warm, never comforting. Unlike his parents, who cherished him dearly, his brother saw him as nothing more than an inconvenience—a thorn in his path.
Jungkook exhaled, his breath mingling with the cool air, before making his way toward the palace. The grand halls awaited, filled with whispers of an upcoming festival, a gathering that would bring together noble alphas from every kingdom.
A gathering that could change the course of his life.
But as he walked, his heart remained tethered to the peaceful sanctuary of the garden. Here, he was simply Jungkook—not a royal, not an omega destined for an arranged fate. Just a boy who loved flowers, a boy whose wolf whispered secrets of freedom he dared not chase.
For now, that would have to be enough.
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I originally wrote this book just for fun and never expected it to gain so much recognition. This story has several loose ends, so I kindly ask for your forgiveness. Additionally, some characters have not been properly introduced.
