A vicious growl tore through the forest, making every nearby wolf's tail bristle at the wild anger of an alpha's howl.
The full moon bloomed brighter by the passing second, making the already angry wolf huff and pant in restlessness.
Namjoon had always been like this.
While other people had found their points of control, their mates, the soon-to-be pack leader only remained struggling against the thick tree he was tied to, trying his hardest to tame the beast within him.
The forest floor nipped at his knees and his clothes were growing drenched with his own sweat as his pupils further dilated at the swelling of the wretched moon.
No more could he be trusted within his pack at the appearance of the full moon, as last time he had ripped flesh of a few of his own pack members. Therefore now he resides in the forest every full moon, painfully alone at the boarder of his territory, with his wrists bound to a tree by silver chains, which dig into his wrists with a sizzle of agony.
He was almost twenty-four now, and had come of age to find his mates almost eight years ago at the age of sixteen.
Where was his mate? Was it true that the alpha had been born mate-less?
His friends, all of his friends had by now met their mates. Seokjin had met Yoongi during a pack war four years ago, and both became the reason of truce between the hostile packs as Yoongi was the son of the opposing pack alpha.
Taehyung and Namjoon's stepbrother, Jungkook found each other on the younger one's birthday five years ago, and had been joint at the hip ever since.
Hoseok too had found a tall beta named Chanyeol three years ago during an all pack meeting.
However there Namjoon was, struggling against chains with his usually brown eyes turned a devilish golden.
Canines protruded from his gums, and his hands began turning to claws ready for a kill.
He felt thirsty for blood, to dig his teeth into someone's throat and pull away mercilessly. He felt tired, too. So tired of being mateless, without a point of control.
He promises to himself and the moon goddess just then, bound to an old oak tree, that the day he finds his mate, he will treasure the precious omega or beta even to oblivion and beyond, and never let them go.
