Smell of Freedom//vminkook

7

"No more games, Taehyung, what is going on?" Jungkook asks as Jimin shuts and locks the door.

"I-i-i-" I can't talk. What on God's fucking earth is happening right now.
How did they even-

Why can't I smell my mates

I hear my wolf say in a low voice, and god dammit it's right.

"Y-your smell-" I whimper out as Jungkook still has his arms around my waist and his head right next to mine, and my back flush with his chest and I can't help but notice its a perfect fit. His smell may not be effecting me but his touch sure is. My whole body feels like its on fire. In any other situation the feeling of his strong arms around me would be almost seductive, but now I feel like I might just explode.

"What about it." He all but growls out and I can't help the small gasp that leaves me mouth as his grip tightens.

I want to cry. My alpha is mad at me and I can't even do anything. I'm frozen. I can't even think a proper thought.

Namjoon is the only alpha I've ever seen this mad before.

I flinch away when I feel the soft touch of the Omega on my shoulder, and look away.

God damnit why am I always so weak I front of him?

My brain is a jumbled mess of mine and my wolf's thoughts.

Why can't I smell them?

What is happening?

I sorry alpha! Please don't be mad!

Please don't hit me.

Please let me smell you!

Please let me go.

I feel Jimin move his hand to my face and his touch both adds to the fire of Jungkook's and sends a cooling flood rushing though me.

"Taehyung?.... Taehyung, please. Look at me." I hear him whisper, but I don't move. Trying to catch my breath as much as possible.

That is untill the alpha, who is still holding me, growls causing my eyes to grow wide in panic and dart up to look at Jimin who is glaring at Jungkook. Once again they seem to be having a conversation within their own minds.

I want that!

And I can't help but agree with. Letting out a whimper for no actually reason.

After a little bit I feel Jungkook's grip on my waist losen just a little bit I'm assuming to make sure I don't try to run again but now I feel like I can finally breath. He also rests his head on my shoulder. Albeit he had to lean down slightly to do so.

"Taehyung, we just want to...... what happened to your eye?" The omega asks with such concern that Jungkook's head flies up and spins me around to look at the fading black and blue sploch near my eye. His hard, angry expression falls and all that's left is concern, and a caring look that I never thought I would be able to see.

"Tae..." he trails off, bringing his hands up to my face lightly brushing his thumb against the dark mark, the other cradling my jaw.

Then out of no were his face turns stone cold with rage once more and his eyes lock with mine making my legs feel weak.

"Who did this?" He says monotonously.

"N-no one it was j-just an accident." I lie. He's already pissed the fuck off and I don't need him trying to kill my dads mate.

"You really expect us to believe-"

"Jungkook! Not now." Jimin interrupts.

Jungkook sighs and lets me go, and he head over to my bed and flops down with his head buried in my pillow, and grunt.