my wolf - double b

chapter 4

credits to chasey for the picture cause he's a little babe and helps me out a lot, even with photo picking and ilhl <3

Hanbin

every morning in the mansion was the exact same, no matter what. same old same old, wake up, run to get some blood out the fridge and then rot away in my room. the counsel didn't really want me to do much else. to me it was fine though. my eyes flick around my room and down my left arm until i made it to my mark. sagittarius. i sigh quietly, my right thumb lightly running over the skin there before i sigh. it was a dumb thing to get so happy and excited about it but i couldn't help it. every time i looked at the tiny star sigh, i smiled, my heart fluttering and my stomach doing flips inside my body. i lay backwards on my bed, my body spread in a star fish formation before sighing and unintentionally drifting off into a land of dreaming.

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most people wake up from a small nap in their own bed, with their blankets wrapped tightly around their build and their head burrowed in the plush pillows. but for the first time in a long time, that wasn't what i woke up to. instead, i woke up to a billowing wind and the horrific smell of wet dog, maybe some bleach. my dark red eyes flutter open, searching the scene around me before i notice where we were. the alley that i met jiwon in yesterday. not much had really changed; there was still blood stained all over the floor and the body from the previous day still huddled up the corner, just a mess of bones and a small amount of flesh-nothing of importance. my eyes finally find the figure of a male, their black hair a mess atop of their head but they were looking at the floor. at the body? i wasn't so sure.

i whine softly, trying to move my arms before groaning. fuck sake. because that isn't just what everyone wants. to be kidnapped and then tied up so you don't even have the fair chance to escape. the person with black hair stood slightly away from me, looks up and in my direction, a sick smile saying against his lips before he slowly makes his way towards me. from the throat ripping growls, i could tell he was a wolf; that and the powerful smell of wet dogs. i frown, holding myself against the wall the best i could, his hand finding my cheek before moving quickly to my left wrist and pulling the sleeve of my hoodie down. "so it is you? and i thought that when i got you, it wasn't actually you because of how much you've changed. but look, here you are. in all your finery and you're mark. bet you have no clue who that's for, do you?" he asks, a cocky tone laced through his voice as his head tilts.

he was so familiar, everything about him screamed 'remember me' but i just didn't know where i knew him from. i frown, my eyebrows knitting together and crease lines forming against my pale forehead,"and you don't even remember me.... isn't that so shallow... thought i trained you better than that, kim hanbin." he whispers, my head snapping up and the colour draining from my pale face. it was him. the brother of my creature. lee seunghyun.

when i was created, my creature kept me close to him and his family, made sure no one else was brought near me until i was fully trained and there was no trace of my human self left. we couldn't risk me getting burned alive so early in my change. taeyang kept me safe and made sure no one knew of my existence till we were ready to explain why. seunghyun on the other hand, wanted more from me. he wanted the be the complete leader of the clan and with me he could get it. he wanted the wolves to have power over everyone, and it was the easiest thing to do if he had me behind him. he wasn't family to taeyang, nor was he family to jiyong, he was more a person that was so in love with wolves having the most power in the world, that he was willing to do anything to make wolves the dominant species. it was an easy thing. make me, the newborn, strong enough to rebel and then take over the whole clan, having everything possible and it would all be fine. he trained me in the most brutal and most harrowing methods imaginable. he burnt parts of my skin, branded me, tore me apart.

taeyang knew he was doing this and banished him from the clan, never to return again.

but it wouldn't ever stop him from coming back for me. and it clearly didn't now. he wanted me dead more than ever and that was exactly what he was going to get. he was finally going to have me dead. "hanbin, i've waited too bloody long for this. you have no idea how so insanely glad i am, to have the throne..." he says in a sadistic toned voice, his hands moving to pull a lighter from his pockets and hold it close to my body, the screams leaving my lips loudly as i sob. it fucking killed. it hurt so fucking much and the sadistic laughs were making it so much worse to endure.

seunghyun relentlessly held the lighter against my skin, the patches bubbling up and the smell of rotting flesh filled the air, my screams bouncing off the walls of the alley way. he wouldn't stop. there wasn't a way to get him remotely close to stopping. amongst the smell of flesh, the scent of wet dog, musk and cinnamon rose to the air, my heart falling from my chest and my skin getting more and more burnt by the lighter in the elders hands. my cries moved into whimpers and whines, my body not fighting against the restraints, purely because i knew it wouldn't stop him. nothing ever stopped him. but he stopped. everything stopped. someone launched himself in front of seunghyun, the lighter hitting the floor and popping loudly, the male atop of the elder ripping into him harshly and quickly, like there was no hope of tomorrow coming if the elder was not dead.

the person atop of seunghyun pauses, his slightly blood splattered face catching the moon light perfectly, drawing a gasp from my lips,"yun.... what are you..." i whisper quickly, yunhyeong moving to get my body away from the wall, cradling me tight and close to his body, soft whispers of sweet nothings falling rapidly from his lips. the scent of cinnamon was skin gone, as if the arrival of yunhyeong made him leave. i lay in the arms of the elder, my body pressed tight against his chest as i sob quietly. the pain was unbearable. completely unbearable.

Jiwon
he was there, against the wall. screaming and crying, whimpering and whining and i couldn't deal with moving just in case it ruined everything i made for myself. just incase i ruined everything i've done. i didn't want to lose the strong streak i worked so hard to keep. but he was so helpless against that wall, the tears falling down his cheeks while that man burnt away his skin, with no thought about it. hell, he didn't even look twice and just that made jiwon mad but he swore he wouldnt tell anyone that ever.

and then, out of the blue, a male shows up, pushing the other away and ripping into him like the future of the world depended on it, my head and face falling and my whole aura turning sad. i couldn't help him and i didn't want to stick around and watch hanbin just cry and bawl and whatever else he was going to do. so i quickly dragged myself away from the alley, back the way i came and going back to the pack out, hoping to just sleep the entire night away. but that image, the image of hanbin being so helpless was bound to be the main feature of tonight's dream. just hanbin. completely hanbin. no matter what.

and i'm not even supposed to care about him.