TAEKOOK. Kim Taehyung is a male omega whose beauty is unmatched, but that does not stop his fated mate from rejecting him when they come of age to recognize each other. The reason is that Taehyung carries the mark of a barren tree, which signifies i...
The afterglow of victory still hummed through the Obsidian Pack. The celebration had been a roaring success, a cathartic release of tension and fear after the brutal battle against Kihyun and his monstrous legions. As the new Head Alpha, Jungkook knew there were countless loose ends waiting for his attention – patrol rotations, damage assessments, post-battle strategizing with his warriors. But not tonight. Not this morning. Right now, his focus was entirely on the ethereal woman seated beside him, a ghost made flesh, his mother, Harin.
She had come when he needed her most, a beacon of strength and leadership, rallying Obsidian's warriors as he raced to rescue a pregnant Taehyung from Kihyun's clutches. Goddess Artemis's goodwill had granted them this miracle, a temporary reprieve from death's finality, and Jungkook was determined to savor every fleeting moment.
He and Taehyung had decided to temporarily stay in the bustling main pack house. Taehyung knew Jungkook needed this. He had observed his alpha’s eyes, usually sharp and focused on pack welfare, soften into quiet adoration whenever Harin spoke or simply breathed beside them.
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The next morning, the grand dining hall, usually reserved for formal gatherings, buzzed with an intimate warmth. Their chosen family gathered: Jin and Namjoon, their laughter a comforting melody; Jimin and Yoongi, doting over baby Taeyong, who gurgled contentedly in Yoongi's arms; and Hoseok and Wooshik, their easy camaraderie filling the space. Each mate had brought a dish – Jin’s perfectly seasoned kimchi stew, Jimin’s sweet rice cakes, Wooshik’s savory jeon. The aroma of a shared feast mingled with the scent of fresh coffee and the promise of a new day. Junseo sat across from Harin, his gaze lingering on her with a poignant longing that tugged at Jungkook’s heart.
Laughter and light conversation flowed, punctuated by Taeyong's joyful squeals. Harin, her eyes sparkling with ancient wisdom, looked at Taehyung and Jungkook. "Even when I return to the celestial realm," she said, her voice soft but firm, "I will be watching over both of you, and our precious pup when it arrives. Always."
Jungkook reached for her hand, intertwining their fingers, his thumb stroking the back of her hand. Taehyung, resting his head on Jungkook’s shoulder, offered a grateful smile. "Thank you, Mother," Jungkook murmured.
Harin returned the warmth of their gaze, then a different kind of appreciation entered her expression. "And I am deeply grateful," she added, looking directly at Taehyung, "that your wolf, Luna, who was once Goddess Selene's, sacrificed her godly powers to break Jungkook's curse and free his alpha, Endymion."
For a moment, Taehyung's eyes shimmered, taking on a deeper, more celestial hue. His posture shifted almost imperceptibly, emanating an ancient power. It was Luna, taking over, her voice resonant and clear, though still laced with Taehyung's gentle tone. "I would do it over and over again," she stated, her gaze unwavering as it met Jungkook's, a silent promise passing between them. "For Jungkook. For Endymion. Because I love them." Harin smiled, a profound gratitude softening her features as she acknowledged the wolf goddess.
