White Tiger

°°TWELVE°° The Final

Time went slow. Every minute I spent on that place felt like a horror movie; that part where you know something will happen but you don't know what or when will the monster strike. In my case, I didn't know when the so-called boss will come to take me over. Each time I've heard doors to open and close, I flinched then moaned in pain from my hands being tightly locked to chains. I didn't want to think about it, nor do anything that would trigger their attention on me. I just prayed my torturer will never come, but that was just my small hope. I knew I couldn't cling to it forever.

My guardian once told me to not be afraid of anyone or anything, that I have more power within myself then I could ever imagine and that I'm strong no matter who says what. But now, sitting here in so much pain all over me, I never felt more miserable. As I was sitting there, looking at a dark plafond covered in moss and mildew, with little spiders on their webs hanging from the corners, I let my mind wonder about my life.

I've lost so many people precious to me, so many innocent lives taken by these hunters, so many people lost their loved ones because of what? Rare patterns? Discolouration? What was so different and important for them to hunt us down? And now, when I finally found something more precious to me than my life, I'm about to lose that too. Well no. It's not me losing him, I'm losing my opportunity for a happy life. I'm losing my possible happiness. Well, thinking about my future with my mate, I could imagine the countless fights we would go through. But, no matter the fights, imagining him with me for the rest of my life, happy together, that was something I was dreaming about but never told anyone. That was my deepest desire. Something that excites me more then I would ever say or admit. My ego was too high for that.
Oh God, Namjoon, I'm so sorry. I've fought with you and pushed you away so many times. I told myself there's no one who could take care of me and respect me. Take me as I am but won't degrade me. I missed him. I missed his annoying ass following me and trying to take me on a date. When I'll be gone, who will stand by his side? Who will he fall for when I'll be dead? Will he be happy after all?

Doors of my prison opened once again but there weren't only the hunters. One more came in with them and the dangerous aura lingering around that person sent needles down my spine, putting me in vulnerable omega position. He wasn't just any alpha, he was the alpha.  He knew his strength and he fully controlled it and made sure everyone could feel the power from him. Why would one of us hunt us down?

He walked closer to me and I tried to make my frame as small as I could, a natural reaction to strong smell I could feel in my bones. I was scared. Terrified.

"Father, what's the meaning of this?" I flinched at a familiar voice.

"This is our new merchandise. White tiger omega."

My eyes met with his. I knew right away he didn't know. He didn't know what his father was doing all this time. His eyes were wide in shock.

"B-but, father-!"

"No buts. This is a deal and this business goes pretty well. Maybe we can sell him as an exotic pet or use his fur," the alpha looked me in the eyes and I shivered more. "It's just an animal. Nothing more, nothing less."

It pained. I was nothing for him. Just a tool to get what he wanted. No matter what it was, I wasn't too important.

"I'll pay you the amount we agreed on. And no twice more, he isn't in heat, he obviously found a mate recently but didn't mate yet. I'll give you ten more per cent but no more," he looked at me and snorted. "He works like invisible safflower calling his mate. He may be right on his way here. I'll take omega and you take money. Yoongi, give them the bag, I'll take the omega," no. No don't walk to me, don't touch me. "We can't let you scream like a siren all the way."