[COMPLETED]
[JIKOOK] [SOPE] [NAMJIN]
[omegaverse]
"I hate you so much." Jimin spat as he stared at the taller alpha that could easily rip out his throat in a second or two.
"The feelings are mutual, you omega trash." Jungkook retorted with an unden...
As I entered my house, I was greeted by an unneeded amount of nagging and screaming, "WHERE IN THE WORLD DID YOU GO?! WHY DID YOU NOT ANSWER MY CALLS?! I WAS SO W—"
"God, you're so annoying." I said, holding my head painfully since I stayed at the bar for another hour, wallowing in my sorrows, "Shut up please."
Lisa was wearing a black piko dress that accentuated her small, but voluptuous body. Her hair was now an ashy brown that fell down her shoulders in light, bouncy curls. She gasped loudly, putting a hand it her chest dramatically, "Excuse me, that is rude and—"
"No way to talk to your future wife." Finished a familiar voice that made the hair on my skin stand straight up all over my body.
My eyes shot to the staircase to see a beautiful woman slowly walking down it gracefully. She radiated a goddess like aura, her flowery pheromones immediately healing my painful headache, a trait of only some alpha females. Her long, dark brown hair seemed to be faintly blowing in the wind, like in a movie. She was wearing a beautiful white, flowery dress that went down to her knees. Despite her twenty year old appearance, this woman was my mother.
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"Did I raise a such a mannerless son to where he talks to women like that?" She had made her way down the stairs and was staring at me with contempt. She attempted to fix my shirt but I lightly slapped her hand away, "You didn't raise me at all, Mother."
She scoffed and rolled her eyes, crossing her arms, "You don't even greet your own mother properly,"
I rolled my eyes and tried to go up the staircase to my room so I could get away from these ridiculing women, but my mother grabbed my wrist to stop me. I winced since she emitted her alpha pheromones into my skin, a prickling pain traveling up and down my whole arm.
Holy fuck.
My mother is one of those rare "Luna incarnations" who have been sent down to earth to enlighten the world, but all she's ever done is abandon me and buy expensive merchandise with my father's credit card. Luna incarnations are considered "holy" and are basically treated as royalty. This explains her healing pheromones and also her more harmful and detrimental ones.
"What is this smell on you, Jungkook?" She questioned, a serious look on her face, "It smells of sin.. of omegas."
I yanked my wrist from her hand and put my hands in my pockets so she wouldn't have an opportunity to grab me again, "It's nothing, mother. Leave me alone."
"Stop right there." She commanded and my body was immediately planted in the ground beneath me. Since she was a Luna incarnation, she had more power than most alphas, including my father, but mother would never hit me, "I can smell those lustful pheromones from a mile away."
My clenched my jaw, "There's nothing, mother. Now let me go."
