"Wolf Blood"

Chapter 8

Taehyung's P.O.V

I woke up to the pungent smell of hospital disinfect, invading my nostrils. The room was silent apart from my heavy breathing and the beep-beep sound you often hear in hospitals that indicates you're alive.
I slowly opened my eyes, squinting in an attempt to focus the blurred images before me, I glanced around and took in the deserted, white color schemed bedroom.

How long have I been here? I shut my eyes, trying to remember what had exactly happened. Then it all hit me with a bang, the memory of it all starts to occupy my thoughts.

The feeling of a panic attack grew in him as he reached for the button to summon someone.

His breathing starts to come out all wrong, he begins to gasp like there's not enough oxygen in the air. His voice comes out thin and distant, "He's going to kill me but, no, why would he.... he still has some use of me..." As he mumbled to himself. He failed to notice someone walking into his room.

Soon enough his attention is then directed to a boy around his age coming near his bed.

"You!" He pointed at the boy.

"You're that boy from school, where am I? how? I need to leave! before he--"
"Please, try to calm down and take a moment to breathe" The boy spoke, "Last night I was taking a jog and stopped by this random street out of boredom, and I found you passed out, I couldn't just leave you like that, so I picked you up and brought you this small hospital owned by a family member of mine".

Taehyung looked bewildered and wide-eyed; confusion was shown in his eyes. His eyes kept darting back and forth very fast, his mind kept flashing images about of his father, and the more he did so the more panicked he felt.

The boy is confused as to what he should do, did the only thing he knew best. He grabbed Taehyung and started whispering soothing words into his ear. "No one can harm you here, you can trust me on that."

The boy gently stroked Taehyung's hair.

"Whoever did this is going to regret touching what is mine, I'll have them on their knees begging for mercy."

Taehyung listened to the words being said to him, but his brain failed to process them. His anxiety was getting the best of him, making him collapse into the boy's arms. He couldn't breathe. The images came rushing in, he felt dizzy. He struggled to take in breaths and clutched onto the boy's body, eyes blurring.

The boy felt hopeless. His mate was wheezing and clutching on to him, and all he could do is watch in despair.

He kept whispering sweet things into his ear trying to calm him down, but it just made it worst. The heart monitor started beeping really loud, alerting the Dr of trouble.