The Cunning Alpha | Jinkook

10. Chapter Ten

Seokjin's Pov:

"I'll catch up with you later; I need some time to myself this morning." After posting in the group chat with my friends, I set my phone aside. I'd already messaged my brother but had to mute his replies and silence his calls; he just wouldn't stop. I didn't have the strength to handle his endless questions right now, especially when my life felt like it was spiraling out of control because of a legacy Alpha.

I jumped as my coffee machine sputtered to life, the noise jolting me from my thoughts. I hated this moment. In just one night, my entire life had flipped upside down, and this was exactly why I had always steered clear of Alphas. They were never trustworthy. I'd seen the evidence in my own brother; he was no exception. They acted as though they were above the law, making their own rules. Even for us Omegas who did manage to gain some semblance of "freedom," we were all acutely aware of our place in the world, and that's why we clung to our independence so fiercely.

Every Omega I knew who chose to mate with an Alpha took their time to make that decision; it was never taken lightly. I had hoped to do the same, but here I was, having that choice snatched away due to my misplaced trust in the wrong Beta.

I wouldn't even say I truly trusted him. Something about him felt off, and deep down, I sensed it. Yet, out of guilt, I ignored those warning signs. If only I had listened to my instincts.

I could report what he had done to me and file a claim. I had the status and the right to do so, but throughout the morning, I kept questioning whether it would truly be worth it. This was Jeon Jungkook we were talking about, not just any Alpha, but The Alpha.

Others obeyed him, and even his name inspired fear in many. I wasn't afraid of challenging someone of his stature, especially knowing my brother would stand by my side. But when I caught his gaze last night, I felt something indisputable. It was a feeling I had never experienced with any other Alpha before.

There are countless stories of true mates; my parents are a perfect example of that bond. Their uncompromising commitment has made them strong and has helped my brother and me rise above the ordinary. I never thought I would find my true mate, let alone be someone like Jungkook. He embodied everything about an Alpha I was reluctant to accept, leaving me more confused.

For the first time in my life, I found myself at a loss for what to do, with no one to turn to for answers, especially when my entire future now hinged on one person. Jeon Jungkook.

After adding cream to my coffee, I froze at the doorbell sound. I took my time putting the cream back in the fridge, ignoring the second ring. I figured it was my brother, likely upset that I hadn't answered his calls or messages. But as I approached the front door, it became increasingly clear who was really outside. I could feel him there, the scent lingering in the air, and a rush of heat coursed through me, overwhelming and almost paralyzing.

I hesitated, taking a deep breath, my fingers instinctively moving to my neck, brushing over the spot where his intoxicating scent lingered. It was as if he had left a part of himself behind, a reminder of his hold over me.

The doorbell rang again, startling me out of my thoughts. With a reluctant sigh, I unlocked the door and opened it. He stood there, smiling, holding up a newspaper that featured us on the front page, along with collages of me at his driveway and door. A wave of nausea washed over me. He was reveling in this, and it was painfully obvious. Why should I expect anything less?

"We made it on the front page," he said, his tone relaxed, as he stepped into my home without waiting for an invitation.

I turned away, returning to the kitchen, needing my coffee more than anything else. I couldn't refuse him entry, but that didn't mean I had to talk to him.