The Moon Goddesses Omegas

TRUE BLOODS

*Castle Grounds*

YOONGI'S POV

"Seriously, You brought me out here to look at weapons?" I ask my brothers with a scowl on my face.

"Not just any weapons, hyung! New weapons!" My youngest brother exclaims. His amber eyes twinkling and his adorable bunny teeth showing in a wide smile. "The blades on the swords are beautiful! Sharp, shiny, perfectly balanced, and just picture how happy our soldiers will be to have them for the upcoming battle!" He continues.

"Wait, what?" I glance over at our other brother Namjoon, who I can tell is doing his best to avoid eye contact with me. Tsk, coward. "Let me get this straight. You two got all of these weapons for a battle when we have no idea when said battle will actually take place?" I look over and see Jungkook happily nodding his head.

Namjoon sighs "We know it has to be soon, Yoongi. The moon goddess told our mother, when she was maybe a month into her pregnancy with you, that it would happen 22 years after their conversation. You turn 21 tomorrow. Add eight months for the pregnancy and that gives us about four months until the 22 year mark."

Jungkook and I just blink at Namjoon. He flashes us one of his dimple smiles, knowing he has once again said something smart and rendered us speechless. His dimples dig deep into his tanned skin and his brown eyes sparkle with humor. Smartass. I narrow my eyes and tell him to shut up. He just chuckles.

I look over at Jungkook, who continues to stare at Namjoon like he is still trying to figure out what the hell he just said. I smile and shake my head. It amazes me how shockingly different our appearances and personalities are even though we are brothers. I am the eldest and the shortest, which, both my brothers are more than happy to remind me of. My hair is raven black, my eyes smoke gray, and my skin is as white as milk. It gives me an almost evil look, but of course, in a very sexy way. My sarcastic and cold personality make me seem even scarier and quite honestly, I like being feared. Namjoon, or Joon, is the second oldest. He is the tallest of the three of us which does not work in his favor, seeing as a majority of the time, he trips over his own damn feet. He is a gentle giant though with his pink hair, soft brown eyes, and adorable dimples. It is almost impossible to be afraid of him. That is until you get to know him and figure out that with that brain of his, he could easily take over the world. Personally, I think it'd be interesting to see what he'd do with the place. As for the youngest Jungkook, or Kookie, he is basically a living contradiction. He is tall, muscular, and scary as shit in a fight, but he is so damn shy! The poor guy blushes anytime someone new talks to him. He's a cute kid and it's impossible not to love his wavy brown hair, amber eyes, and bunny smile.

Jungkook goes back to playing with the weapons. I sigh and look over at Namjoon. "Four months give or take you said?" I ask. Namjoon nods and crosses his arms over his chest. "Well what about the other part of that stor-"

"Do you smell that!?" Jungkook suddenly says loudly

I look over at Jungkook and he is frantically searching the open field in front of him for something. Namjoon and I trade a look, we don't smell anything. I see Jungkooks eyes and they are red. I know what that means. He smells his mate.

"Hyungs, do you smell that!?" Jungkook asks again, his voice full of painic and frustration. "It's vanilla and lavender, and it's getting stronger! WHERE THE HELL IS IT COMING FR- oof!" An invisible force knocks Jungkook to the ground, hard!

"What the f-" Namjoon and I start to say at the same time. We look down at our brother who is sprawled out on the grass. Suddenly, out of fucking nowhere, a boy appears, butt naked on top of Jungkook, scenting himself all over my poor brother! What the hell is happening!?