Complete - Sequel [Jikook ff] ✅

Part 4

Jimin's POV

"Yes Mr. Jeon. Why did you call me?"

I immediately tensed up as soon as I entered the room.

The atmosphere was heavy and tense, just like the stare the alpha was giving me.

The look on Jungkook face clearly showed that he was extremely mad, but I didn't even know if I was the cause of it.

I didn't dare to take any step closer, so I just stood straight in front of the door.

I left my hand on the knob, prepared to run off if Jungkook decided to let hell break loose.

I knew I said that I didn't know why he was so mad, but his eyes were starting to make me feel like I had made a huge unforgivable mistake.

Unconsciously, I started to cower under his gaze.

Again.

Ever since I met him, you knows how many times I had to cower under his gaze?

He was supposed to make me feel calm and comforted as my alpha, but I have never once felt safe when being alone in a same space as he was.

He suddenly stood up and I flinched a little at the sudden movement.

He slowly walked towards me with his hands stayed inside his pockets.

He had always rolled up his sleeves when working, fully displaying his beautiful veiny arms that only intimidated me more and more the closer he got to where I was standing.

He kept on closing the distance between us, and by now I had my back fully rested on the door with my chest only a few centimeters away from his muscular ones.

My eyes were looking directly at his exposed collarbone, too afraid to look up to meet the eyes of the owner.

My hand was still on the knob, feeling the need to hold onto something to control my nervousness.

His scent was filling up my nose and I couldn't help but getting intoxicated in it.

I was starting to blush when unnecessary thoughts started to fill up my head and I had to shake my head a little bit to snap out from it.

What's wrong with him?

He had never acted this way before. At least not at the office.

I am sincerely confused.

From the corner of my eyes I could make out that both of his hands were now rested on the door, fully trapping me from both sides.

I closed my eyes not knowing how to react to the situation I was currently in.

Jungkook suddenly dipped his head into my neck making my breath hitched and my grip on the knob tightened.

I was getting frightened by Jungkook's behavior but didn't dare to say or do anything.

As far as I was aware, his rut will not come until next week.

What causes him to act like this?

Thinking that he might pull away and went back to his desk acting like none of this happen, I decided to stay quiet.

"Do you flirt with someone else behind me, Park?" He whispered dangerously low in my ears making my eyes widened in shock.

His aura was definitely getting darker, but I still couldn't decipher the reason behind his question.

"N-no Mr. Jeon,"

My voice came out slower than I thought, feeling very much intimidated by the alpha that was towering me.

"Don't you dare flirt with other werewolves. No one could have you. I won't share you. You're mine, and only mine," he growled.

I knew that I should feel happy hearing that Jungkook recognized me as his, but with the tone he was using right now, I felt like he was thinking very low of me.

I felt insulted.

It made me felt like he never thought of me as his mate.

Just a mere object.

I felt really insulted and definitely nowhere near happy.

Who the hell does he think he is?

Sure, he was my alpha, but he didn't even bother to mark me as his!

And now out of nowhere he accused me of having relationship with god knows who and treated me like a fucking object?!

I felt tears welled up in my eyes threatening to fall.

I thought that it was better to escape this situation first rather than burst out crying here.

"Mr. Jeon I think you should calm down and we'll talk about this later,"

Letting go of the knob, I tried to move Jungkook away by pushing him with my hands, but I guess my words and action triggered the already-angered alpha even more.

"You're mine Jimin!" he growled harshly and forcefully grabbed the back of my head before forcing a kiss on me.

One of his arms was wrapped tightly around my waist, making it harder for me to escape.

The kiss was rough, and I tasted blood when Jungkook bit my lips too hard forcing me to open my mouth during the kiss.

He was kissing me so recklessly and totally ignored my denial.

The tears that I was holding immediately rolled down my cheeks due to his aggressive actions.

I struggled to free myself from Jungkook by punching his chest and arms repeatedly.

And when I finally managed to do so, I slapped him. Hard.

He seemed to snap out from his trance, but I was too broken to stay.

I was crying so hard, rubbing my mouth with the back of my hand.

I stormed out of his room, quickly packed my bag and rushed out, having enough of all this bullshit for the rest of the day.