𝐇𝐘𝐁𝐑𝐈𝐃│𝐣𝐣𝐤 √ (𝐑𝐄𝐖𝐑𝐈𝐓𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐆)

⁵│𝘈𝘯 𝘜𝘯𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘔𝘦𝘮𝘰𝘳𝘺

│YOONAH'S P.O.V. 8:30 AM│

Yoonah walked into the living room, thirty minutes after being told to come down.

The only spot being left on the couch was in the middle of both, Jungkook and Hoseok. She casually sat down, crossing her arms over her chest with her left leg over her right.

"Good for you to finally join us Yoonah." Namjoon said. "This is Jackson, BamBam, Jinyoung, JB, Mark, Youngjae, and Yugyeom. They're all wolf hybrids." He added, pointing to each person.

"So, what did you find?" Yoongi asked, getting straight to the point.

"The man after you is currently 25 years old and his names appears to be Christopher James." JB answered.

But there was something off about that name. Why did I seem to familiar to Yoonah?

She furrowed her eyebrows, glancing at Taehyung to see him already staring at her. And that's when it hit her like a truck.

│FLASHBACK│

Cold dark blue eyes stared down at her sorrowful green ones as she laid there on the concrete floor. Shivering from the freezing air biting at her bruised skin. Tears overflowing her eyes, staining her cheeks. Her back aching as she laid on her side. Blood running down her cheek from an open gash.

He crouched down. His face inches away from hers. A smirk adorned his lips. Looking up and down her body. "Not much a fighter anymore... are you?" He laughed humorlessly.

She growled lowly. Too weak to get up, staying where she was.

She stared back at him intensely. Wondering how on Earth she ended up in this position. Where did it all go wrong? The whole time he treated her like a Queen... was that all just a lie? Was it all a lie to just get to where she is now? Alone and defenseless. If only she knew this would happen from the start, things would have most definitely ended differently.

│END OF FLASHBACK│

She felt everyone's eyes on her. Chocking back a sob as she stood up. Not being able to handle the tense atmosphere. Rushing out of the room and up the stairs. Down the hall and back to her room. Slamming the white door behind her and jumping on to her bed. Covering herself with the sheets. Wishing to just hide from the world.

15 minutes later, there was a knock on the door before it was opened and closed. Hearing the unknown being shuffle over to her hidden body. Shaking from the unwanted memory.

Feeling that bed sink as someone sat beside her. Them running a hand up an down her arm before gently pulling her up into a hug. The covers falling off of her.

Resting her head on his broad shoulders as he drew small circles on her back in a calming manner.

"We haven't met yet because I've been really busy, but my name's Seokjin." He said softly, him earning a nod.

"Would you like to talk about it?" He asked. Although she just met him, it felt like she's known him for years and that she could just tell him anything.

"I don't want to be a burden." she said, clasping her hands together. Placing them in her lap as she looked down at them. Feeling guilty for causing a scene.

"Yoonah, you're not a burden. It's best to talk about your feelings instead of keeping them bottled up inside." He placed a hand on her shoulder in a reassuring way.

She sighed, looking up and speaking in a low voice.

"Christopher and I dated for around four years until I finally left him. But when we were dating he was emotionally, physically, verbally, and mentally abusive towards me. Constantly screaming and threatening me... saying how much of a burden and a waste a space I am..." She paused and laughed before continuing. "But then, 5 minutes later, he would come back.. Tell me he's sorry and that he loves me... I should of left earlier then I did..." A tear rolled down her cheek, swiftly wiping it away. Continuing her story for another 2 minutes until she finished.

Jin looked at her with a mixed expression. Anger, sadness, and sympathy all at once.

He wrapped his arms around her small form. "Everything's going to be alright Yoonah, I promise."

| JEON JUNGKOOK'S P.O.V.|

He was leaning against the wall as he listened in on the conversation. He wanted to go in there with Jin, but was told to stay outside. That two people trying to comfort her at once could be overwhelming.

His anger grew every minute by the sound of her crying. Jungkook couldn't bring himself to listen anymore as he walked away. Entering his room and gently closing the door behind him before throwing himself on to his bed. Staring up at his ceiling.

He wanted to so badly check on her and see if she was okay, but the impression he gave her yesterday, that probably wasn't a good idea. So instead, he thought of something else.

That bastard is going to pay.

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