Jiyeon's POV
Minseok sent me back to his room when Junyeong came into the kitchen crying and continuously apologizing to me. He brought the food that he cooked for me to my room before leaving me though. He cooked soup for me. I ate the food but Junyeong's crying face had been constantly appearing in my mind making me frown. I closed my eyes and let out a deep breath.
Let's go and eavesdrop. I heard my wolf suggested and I widened my eyes at the suggestion. It wouldn't hurt...right? I put the spoon down and put the tray of food on the desk before leaving the bedroom. I followed Minseok's scent and it led to a room, an office I presume. I put my ears over the door. "Don't just keep crying! I need to know what's going on, Junyeong. I want to know what happened to my mate." I heard Minseok's voice, desperate.
What is he talking about? I frowned and continued listening. I heard Junyeong sniff and let out a deep breath. "She was abused Xiumin. She was raped. She was believed to be a slut in the pack. The eyes. I couldn't forget the look that they were giving me when they thought I was Jiyeon. Ken abused her, he hit her. Hard. Hard enough for a bruise to form for a werewolf. You know werewolves don't get bruises easily." I heard her say and I widened my eyes.
She went back to the pack. She found out how I lived my life for years after our parents died. I fell to the ground. I feel so dirty about myself right now. The image of me being raped over and over again keep replaying in my mind. I was so caught up by the images that I didn't notice the door opened and my mate trying to calm me down. I didn't even notice I was panting.
I hugged my knees together in attempt to protect myself as I felt a pair of arms embrace my body. "Shh... It's okay Jiyeon. It's all over. I'm here." I heard Minseok whispered over and over again trying to calm my trembling body. I feel so sick of myself right now. I can't believe I lost my virginity to someone besides my mate.
I feel so disgusted with myself. I'm someone tainted. I'm tainted. Tainted. "Get Lay! She's having a panic attack!" Minseok yelled making me flinch at the volume.
"I'm sorry. You're okay. You're going to be okay. Look at me Jiyeon." Minseok said softly and I struggled to face him. How can I? I've already lost my virginity to someone else.
I'm so sorry. I'm dirty. I said in my head and he hushed me. "No, you're not. I'm here. Don't worry. No one is going to hurt you again. I promise." He said, looking at me.
"You're Jiyeon. You're not dirty. You have nothing to apologize about. And I, Kim Minseok, am your mate." He grinned at me and my trembling slowly stopped. I felt relaxed in his hold and I just leaned towards his body. I snuggled in his chest as he carried me bridal style.
Before I knew it, I fell asleep.
Minseok's POV
"So, what happened there?" I asked, sitting on the sofa in my office. Baekhyun and Junyeong sitting on the sofa with 2 seats. Junyeong couldn't stop crying and that was getting on my nerves.
"Don't just keep crying! I need to know what's going on, Junyeong. I want to know what happened to my mate." I finally snapped, my voice filled with such desperation. Baekhyun glared at me for snapping at his mate but I couldn't care less. I need to know what happened to my mate. Something must've happened for her to run away from her own pack.
Especially when the alpha was her father before he died. Junyeong sniffed and tried to remain compose as I felt restless. I need to know.
"She was abused Xiumin. She was raped. She was believed to be a slut in the pack. The eyes. I couldn't forget the look that they were giving me when they thought I was Jiyeon. Ken abused her, he hit her. Hard. Hard enough for a bruise to form for a werewolf. You know werewolves don't get bruises easily." She said. I could feel my wolf clawing his way out. Trying to gain control over my body, but I managed to control it.
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Mates (Completed)
FanfictionI was running. Running away from the pack that have been abusing me for years. Running away from the past. Just running away. But the only thing I couldn't run away from was the guilt that have been piling up over the years. It's been half a decade...