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warning: huge amount of cussing
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"I told you we should have never left that place! Hyung trusted us, mostly you, you dumbass!" A faint voice scolded. I felt my wrists aching right as I soon gained back my consciousness. "Just you wait kook, when I get my hands on you imma—"
"Just shut up. You've been complaining about this for half an hour already. Stop holding grudges and drop it." Another voice spoke irritated and exhausted. I opened my eyes seeing the three boys chained up against chairs, while they're back to back.
Jimin was the first to notice me, his tired look, enlightened with relief. "Haeri! You're alive and not dead!" He exclaimed weakly making Jungkook avert his attention towards me. Sadly Taehyung's back was facing in my direction instead.
"What? She's awake? Where?" The boy frantically tried looking back, craning his neck as far as he could go. I noticed that Jimin's lip was busted and cut while his cheekbone had a visible purple bruise.
Jungkook's cheek was slightly cut as dried blood smeared past his lips. There were small little bruises appearing here and there on his face. "Ha-Haeri. Are you okay?" The younger boy stuttered, looking into your brown eyes. I nodded. His blue ones showed a sign of worry, but soon relaxing at your silent response.
"Well that's good you're okay. Expect the position you're being chained up as." Jimin said eyeing you up and down. I looked at my body and noticed I've been changed into a simple but gorgeous white laced dress. That was thigh length.
My arms were chained above my head as so were my ankles. A frown formed, puzzled as to who had changed me into a set of different clothes.
"Who changed me into these?" I hissed angrily. "I swear if any of that Guy laid a finger on my body." I struggled to wiggle free from the discomforting. "I'll fucking kill him." A low growl escaped my throat.
My hair slightly lifted, showing off my neck. Jungkook noticed it immediately, seeing that I've been recently choked when he first lost conscious. Anger fumed inside the boy, just imaging his own precious mate being choked up by that same sick person who threw him off his feet and into the wall.
"I'll fucking kill him as well, for laying a hand on you. Just by seeing your neck pisses me off knowing he had already touched you." Jungkook said gritting his teeth.
I totally forgot about almost dying from that guy, because of the lack of oxygen I was given. Jimin And Taehyung tired calming down the younger male who couldn't stop stressing over about me and the big bruise on my neck.
But that all ended fairly quickly when the metal door open, revealing four men. One looked like he was the leader amongst the other three. A smirk was plastered on his face.
"Hello kids, it's nice to meet you again Jimin, Taehyung and.. Jungkook." The unknown guy said nodding his head in satisfactory, knowing that he has the three strongest werewolves in his grip. Then the guys' gaze turned to me.
"What a beautiful art, just hanging there hopeless and filled with sexiness in those fierce eyes." I could hear lust was mixed in his tone of voice, my jaw tightened, bitting back some words I wanted to shout. "Too bad Jungkook won't be claiming you for long, when the full moon arrives I'll finally get to have you as my mate and not Jungkook's." He selfishly implied before walking towards me.
Jungkook angrily snarled at the man as he came closer to my figure. "Don't you dare touch her!?" He yelled out, his eyes glowed a darker shade of blue; as sharp canine fangs appeared. "She's mines and not yours, just because your mate died—doesn't mean you can steal someone else's!?" The boy sneered, blood boiling uncontrollably. Veins were popping out from his neck down to his biceps and hands.
The unknown man simply ignored him and touched my cheek with his cold fingers. "You feel so warm and soft, I wonder what if feels like when I come inside of you." The man teased with a smirk. Jungkook lost control of it when he heard those words come slipping past the sick psychos mouth.
Jimin and Taehyung tried stopping Jungkook from loosing himself. The three other males watched in amusement, finding it more entertaining for a younger wolf to have such great power—after all, he was going to be the next Alpha of his very own pack.
"You motherfucker! Don't you dare touch her!?" Jungkook yelled struggling to free himself. He wanted those damn chains to snap so he can break the guys neck. The man traveled his hands down to my stomach, touching the fabric of the thin dress.
I had wished for this to all stop and just be a too realistic horrifying dream. I honestly wanted to kick him, but my ankles were chained down.
"You look so gorgeous baby, you'll look even more memorizing without these hiding your beautiful curves." The man whispered loud enough for Jungkook and the rest to hear.
His long tongue slowly came in contact with my neck, as I winced. All I could hear was Jungkook banging against the unbreakable chair, while his chains were clanking on each other roughly.
"When I fucking get my hands on you, I won't ever show you mercy!?" The boy yelled as Jimin tried freeing himself too, following behind Taehyung as he tried doing the same. I tightly shut my eyes as he licked my bruised neck, sucking and bitting forming dark hickeys.
Just like that in a quick speed. The upper part of my dress was ripped off my body, revealing my bra. Jungkook's eyes widened, when that happened, everything from his prescriptive stopped.
The only thing going through his mind right now—was to murder the man that was touching Jung Haeri in different parts of her body, that Jungkook didn't want him to touch.
"Don't touch her!? You ugly rapist!?" Taehyung yelled out, while fighting with the chains that tightened around his sore wrist.
The guy moved his hands up, cupping my right clothed breast palming me in a very unusual and unsatisfying way. My whole body became extremely shaky and I,
