Feral Pack

Night 1

Warnings: none

"What name?" At this point, everyone had shifted back into their naked glory and were sitting in a circle. Yoongi looked down at himself, trying not to stare at the handsome men sitting around him.

He muttered to himself, "Isn't it polite to give yours first?"

"Not omega name?"

The mint boy sighed, gestured to the group, "First?"

RJ raised an eyebrow, eyes twinkling under the moonlight. At first, Yoongi thought he was going to refuse, but then, "Alpha Seokjin. Leader. 25 winters." Well, damn, he's almost as old as R-Seokjin, he means Seokjin.

The one next to him shifted, dimples showing as he smiled, "Alpha Namjoon." His soft look brown hair fell on his forehead, eyes never leaving Yoongi. He looked friendly, but for experience, he knows looks can be deceiving. "23 winters."

"Alpha Hoseok." A happy looking male introduced. "23 winters." His grin so beaming even in the night that the collar wearing male swearing he's staring at the sun. If he was being truthful, he really does look the nicest out of all of them. He touched his mouth with his hand, "Thank!"

Thank? Yoongi stared at him in confusion for a few seconds before realization dawned on him. The one introducing himself is Hope, now Hoseok.

The next was smaller than the rest, about Yoongi's height. "Alpha Jimin." He had a cute look to him, he's kinda surprised the other isn't an omega, or at least a beta. The muscles the other had, however, proved how much of an alpha he really is. He wasn't smiling, but he doesn't look like he wants to kill him which is good. "22 winters."

It's the last two the scare him the most.

They were both staring at him, unblinking. Yoongi shifted unconsciously closer to Seokjin. If anyone would be able to stop them, it would be him.

The one with dark brunette hair spoke first, "Alpha Taehyung." He licked his lips, Yoongi tried to maintain eye contact, but it was difficult. These guys really exude a different aura than everyone back home. "22 winters."

The last one also had chestnut colored hair, his looks giving a more youthful appearance. If he had to wager a guess, he'd say the other had just gotten out of pup stages. "Alpha Jungkook. 20 winters." His words were a little more slurred, but not by much. Yoongi's honestly impressed with the amount of common words they know.

Seokjin and the rest of the pack all looked at him expectingly. The mint boy was confused for a few seconds before he remembered, " Oh, um, Yoongi." He tapped his chest, "24 winters."

"24?" Jimin seemed to choke slightly.

Jungkook gestured to Yoongi's face and nudged Taehyung, "Pup." The duo plus Jimin snickered.

Yoongi blinked, a lick of angry rising up, "The fuck? I'm not a pup." He knows he's small and may have a slight baby face, but that doesn't excuse the disrespect from the younger ones.

The second youngest stopped, "Fuck?" he questioned, cocking his head to the side. The rest of the pack turned back to the newest member, who looked like a deer caught in headlights.

"Um, it means," he raked his brain, "g-good?" He cringed at himself. That was really the best he could come up with?

"Good fuck?" Jimin asked, crawling forward a bit closer to Yoongi.

"Yeah, but," he could feel his face turning red, burning his cheeks, "don't say it."

"No?" He shook his head. "Why no?"

"It's a-ah-bad word."

"Fuck good, bad?"

He ran his hand through his hair in frustration, "It means angry."

"Good angry?"

"Bad angry."

"Why good?"

Yoongi could feel his cheeks become pink once again, "It can be good, but also bad?" They all looked confused still. The mint boy glanced at Seokjin. "Help?"

The taller stared at him for a few more seconds before raising his head, "Enough." he growled out. The rest of the group lowered their heads in submission.

Yoongi let out a breath of relief that he didn't know he was holding. The attention was getting to him.

Suddenly, he felt something touch his neck. He jumped, attempting to scoot back, but a strong arm kept him trapped. A nose brushed his scent gland once again, pushing harder than it did before. A rumble started in his chest, but was quickly shut down by a deeper one. Seokjin move his nose away only to replace it with his own neck, rubbing roughly against the other.

It was only a couple passes, but it still unsettled Yoongi. His arms shook, nails digging into the dirt below in an attempt to keep the urge to push Seokjin away at bay. He had to get through this no matter how uncomfortable he gets.

The head alpha pulled away abruptly, face showing that he was still unsatisfied. The mint boy watched as he let out a sharp bark and the pack fell into a line, Seokjin moving to join them.

"Pick."

Ehhh not very happy with this one 😅 especially how I ended it, but yeaaaa. The first day will finally end next chapter and after that, two/three chapters per day instead if it been so spread out. I realized how much I'm dragging it on and want to fix it.

So, who should Yoongi pick?

Seokjin

Hoseok

Namjoon

Jimin

Taehyung

Jungkook

Thank you so much for reading! ❤️