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Survival - Dirty Truth - Chapter 9

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"Does he really think we'd follow his orders?" The guy huffed smugly while tapping on his burner phone.

"We have to obey him," The driver shook his head at his partner.

"Sora..." Yoongi mouthed me, cautiously reaching for my hand.

"But if we can prove it to them, we'd achieve far greater than anyone," The guy in the passenger seat snapped at the driver.

"It's locked," Yoongi mouthed, attempting to pull open the lock, but it wouldn't budge. Is Hoseok betraying us? Why? I thought I talked him through!

"Alright, it's time," The passenger guy exhaled, pushing his door open and walked towards our door. I gripped Yoongi's arm in fear.

"Don't you dare touch her!" Yoongi roared as the guy roughly yanked me out of the van.

"Get out, you little shits!" The passenger guy growled as he dragged me out of the van. He roughly shoved me forward, sending us toppling onto the grass. Will this be the end? This can't be happening!

"Do anything to me- but not her!" Yoongi seethed, protectively wrapping his arms around me.

"Y-Yoongi!" I cried. He can't say that! We're not leaving each other!

"How sweet, don't worry. We'll send you off to hell together," The man chuckled, pulling out a handgun from his jacket.

"Please!- Please! Don't hurt her," Yoongi begs in terror.

"You're such a whiney child compared to our master," The driver chuckles at Yoongi.

"D-did he plan this?" I stuttered nervously. How can he betray us? I helped him before!

"One last advice, girl. You should never trust the alphas. This is the price you have to pay for trusting one," The chubby guy chuckles.

"You asshole!" Yoongi unexpectedly launched towards the man, slamming his fist hard across the chubby man's face. SMACK!

"How dare you!" The chubby man grabbed onto Yoongi's collar and slammed his fist repeatedly in Yoongi's face.

"STOP IT! DON'T YOU TOUCH HIM!- YAH! HE'S A SECOND RANK! DO YOU HAVE DEATH WISH?!" I screamed as tears filled my eyes. The guy roughly thrust Yoongi backward until he tripped and fell on the rough ground. Thump!

"Yoongi!" I gasped in shock. Yoongi laid on the ground with a deep cut on his lips. I quickly rushed to him and collapsed in fear. I shouldn't have agreed to leave! Now he's in danger!

"This is it! I've had enough!" The chubby man roared, angrily snapping the gun barrel towards us.

"Leave him alone! He's a second-rank alpha! You're dead if his parents find out about this!" I cried while hugging Yoongi close to me.

"So-Sora... no..." Yoongi groaned, turning to look at me in pain.

"Hey, what's the fun? Why not torture him a bit?" The skinny man laughed and kicked Yoongi's shoulder. My body turned cold when Yoongi suddenly spat out blood onto the ground. He's hurt!

"Right," The man chuckles, lowering the gun. They're so cruel! Are they even human? Despite being injured severely, Yoongi started laughing. It wasn't normal laughter. He was laughing in a thrilling tone. I pursed my lips when Yoongi kept on chuckling under his breath. It didn't sound like Yoongi at all, but it was Yoongi who was laughing in the dark field.