Making the Alpha strong

Chapter 1

*Amanda pov*

"OPPAAAA..!" I squealed loudly jumping onto his embrace as soon as I saw him standing in outside of the airport to fetch us.

"Whoa! Did you miss me that much?" Jimin asked catching me successfully in his arms. I nodded my head still clinging to his neck. "If I knew it earlier that you would call me oppa when you see me after back a week I would have always disappear for a week and then show up just to hear that word coming out from me." He said with a chuckle. I had never called him oppa even though he is 2 months older than me. It's a very rare occasion that I would called him oppa. I pulled back from the hug and smacked his arm for teasing.

"OUCH! That hurts!"

"You totally ruined the moment dude! She just called you oppa and you just had to open your lousy mouth to ruin it." Jungkook said coming into the view from behind me dragging all our luggage.

"I almost forgot you was there too dude." Jimin mocked punching his shoulder playfully.

"I am not surprised!" Jungkook shrugged. While those two bickered I looked around searching for a familiar face. The face I was yearning to see.

"He is not here! You can see him later!" Jimin said noticing my behavior. I don't no whether it was my imagination or not, but his face darkened suddenly when he talked about Kris. And judging by the look on Jungkook's face I knew he noticed the sudden change of Jimin's mood as well.

It's March. Both me and Jungkook spent our winter vacation in the palace. I don't know why, but out of nowhere the queen invited us three children to spent the vacation with them. Jimin was also there with us, but he returned one week before. I wanted to return back too. Cause first I missed everyone. Specially Kris. It has been two months since I last saw him. And second Kris has been avoiding my calls and messages for past two weeks. It really hurts me, but I think I have an idea why he is doing all this. 

He turned 18 three weeks ago. That means he can sense me as his mate now. And next week I am gonna turn 18 too. So he must be preparing a surprise for me, that's why he must be keeping a distance. Cause every time we get back together after back a fight, our love for each other would increase more. And that's what he is doing now. He is keeping distant to make our reunion epic. I just can't wait to see him. My love! My Kris.

My little thoughts of bubble broke when Jungkook pulled me to our car. Jimin took the front seat while me and Jungkook sat in the back. I leaned into the window while Jungkook placed his head on my shoulder to take a nap. This boy! Soon the concrete buildings vanished as we passed by them and big green trees start to tower our path. I can see the beautiful orange sky as all types of birds flew away to their nests. It's sun set! The nature is so beautiful. Perfect. Just like my life. Perfect and beautiful!

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My heart clenched. It hurts. Not only physically, but also mentally. I can hear my own uneven breathing. My heart beat is slowing down. My own tears mingled with his salty tears on my cheeks. His cheek is covered with blood where my bloody hand was placed on. My heart clenched seeing the pain in those eyes. I am the one who caused that pain. I am the reason for those tears. I caused this!

"Please say it! Please say you love me no matter who I am." 

I love you! I wanted to say it, but I don't have enough strength left in my body to form those words. More tears escaped from my eyes knowing that I am too late to utter those words. Why didn't I tell it before? Wasn't all those years with him enough for me to say those three words to him? What held me back from saying those words to him all these years?

"Mum!" My gaze lowered from his eyes when I heard tiny hiccups. There sat near my legs, our four years old child holding his two years old little sister on his lap. Our children! The symbol of our love! Why didn't I see that before? All those years I had a symbol for our love growing in front of my own eyes. Not only one but two. Then why didn't I say him that I love him? WHY?