Ancient Omega (Jikook)

Part 7-The Omega Principle

He hated his life. He was stuck in his body and couldn't be heard. He stopped being frustrated years ago. it didn't do anything; it was a useless emotion that couldn't be used to ousted the predator that also resided in him. But things were looking up. He could individually communicate using his shifter abilities.  He didn't know he had a mate, and to find out it was Jimin only made it worst. His voice had sent electrical shocks through his mind, body, and worst, his heart.  It was a known fact that he had a crush on the older shifter. TaeTae use to tease him about being in love with his cousin. But that has to take a backseat to the fact that he couldn't wrest control of his body from his cat. He knew that his cat wanted to protect him. He also knew that his cat was doing what was ingrained in him, not so much as want but as a need. He knew the animal counterparts of shifters, needed to keep the human half safe, his cat just was extraordinarily protective. He was just taking it too far.  Jungkook shook his ethereal head. His cat, Runari, wasn't an omega nor was he an Alpha or Beta. He didn't understand how that could be, there had to be some designation of some sort. But if ask he would only state he was a prime and the last of them. Kookie had never heard of that, and he couldn't look it up.  He had to gain control of the body so he could to talk to his mate. He wanted to talk to Tae, he wanted to hug his parents. But he was afraid. And he had good reason.

The person who was after him would never give up. He will never stop, and Kookie couldn't say a word. The main reason why he didn't fight his cat. It would be better if he disappeared. If he was just regressed to the very far end of his psyche; that would also work. Because as long as he was alive, He would have to watch everyone he loves and holds dear die. Mere death would be blessing, compared to what that thing pretending to be a man wants to do to all those who are close to him. Especially Jimin. He hates the other shifter more that anyone else. Probably because he knows that I love him, he reasoned. His cat had done everything in his power to the man, to make him hate them and disregard what they are to each other. But to no avail. Jimin is one stubborn S.O. B.  Being the head of his own pride, and one of the strongest shifters known, he is used to having his way.  But right now none of this was the issue. 

He was starting his first heat. His body was releasing a large amount of Pheromones that will alert every alpha within a country miles radius there was a unmated omega that was prime to be knotted and claimed. He didn't want any of that!!! He didn't want to be claimed and sure as hell not knotted. The biggest problem is that his mate would be affected more than any other. That was a MAJOR issue. One, his cat will fight him. Two, he didn't want whelps yet, if ever. The way he saw it the guy who was after him might console himself with one of his kits. that is not going to happen. He will literally blow up the entire city that bastard lives in to protect his children. But beside that he was to screwed up to take care of any children. There was so much that was just fucked up right now. his brain was spinning. The worst thing, right now? His cat was exhausted. He could take this chance to be upfront. But was it worth the risk? He couldn't tell them anything useful only that the person that was after him was closer than they thought, and that He knows everything going on, because of that closeness. But would they listen? Hell, none of them even knew that they had been dealing with a cat. Other than Jimin, and he probably thought that he was just batshit crazy. Was it worth it worth the risk? Should he take this chance? He sighed to himself and knew he had to. He had to warn them. It would be nice to use his voice. it would be nice to see the world from his own prospective.

He slowly brought his own conscious to the forefront. He forgot how hard it was to fight his own psyche to get to the front of his consciousness. It seemed to take forever. He continued until he could feel the tingling and jarring in his body and...THE PAIN!!! Holy mother of Panthers!!! He hurt so much!!! what the hell? He couldn't bite back the tenor of the moan that escaped from his lips. His eyes twitched  as he began to slowly allow the light of the world into them. He was blinded for a few long moments as his own perception began to take over his sense. He drew in breath and realized something. He was being juggled in someone's arms, and it didn't take long for him to figure out who was carrying him.