Hound of God//Taekook (editing)

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DISCLAIMER! This is not my story. This story belongs to darkixie. somehowsane and me converted it to Taekook.

Hope you enjoy!

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The town didn't look any different, people still walked the high street, chatting idly and laughing while children played in the park, running after each other through the jungle gym. The streets were clean, shops were still open and flower stalls and newspaper stands still littered the street corners. The only difference Taehyung could make out from his perch on a branch by the forest edge, was the closure of the dry cleaners and a drenching of wolf scents over the entire town.

Taehyung placed a hand over the pistol in his holster on his hip bone, pulling it out and flicking open the chamber to count the six solid silver bullets then putting it back, his hand moving down to the sais on his thighs and finally the katana pressed against his back. He let out a sigh as he went through his weapons, feeling at ease with them in place. He wore a dark grey shirt with light wash denim jeans and black boots. He'd jumped for joy this morning when he realised he'd be able to wear anything other than white. He'd almost rushed through his skin routine to get into his clothes, but old habits die hard and he took his time to apply the lotions to his body for the first time in two days.

All the wolves had been upset that he was covering his scent, but he needed to do it this way, needed a normality to deal with what was to come, and he didn't need rogue wolves sniffing him out while he had to deal with angry humans. With a grunt, Taehyung swung himself down from the branch and slowly walked out of the forest. Jungkook had wanted to come with him, but Taehyung wouldn't allow it, forced to dominate the Alpha and make him stay. He hated the hurt he saw in Jungkook's eyes when he did it but again, he didn't need the added pressure; walking up to humans with a wolf at his side was not helpful, especially a growling wolf.

As he approached the first set of houses, Taehyung sniffed out Jimin before the "giant" could be seen, leaning on the fence of an old house, grass overgrown in the front yard. Jimin stood, rifle in his hands as he strained a smile to Taehyung, who returned the strained smile. Taehyung was thankful when Jimin lowered the rifle and pulled him into a warm, tight hug, his own hands digging into Jimin's back, taking a deep breath of his step-brother's aroma.

"Thank God, you're alright." Jimin whispered.

"And which God would that be?" Taehyung smiled.

Jimin laughed, patting Taehyung on the back and squeezing his shoulder, "Dude, this is some serious shit you were keeping from me." Taehyung went to defend himself but Jimin held up a hand to stop him, "But Daehyun told me everything and with all that's happened, I can understand why you didn't tell me. I've never been very good at keeping secrets, have I?"

Taehyung shook his head, blinking back tears, "No, you're rubbish at keeping secrets." They shared a sad laugh, wiping away tears, "But I'm glad you know now, one more person on my side... right?"

Jimin nodded, "No way you're getting rid of me, little brother."

"So, umm... what's it been like?" Taehyung asked.

"Bad Tae... about fifty people have already left town, another twenty are leaving today and half the town want you gone and the other half is too scared to say anything. That stupid Hoseok didn't help either, spreading those things about you bringing death and how we should string you up." Jimin was getting angrier with each word he uttered.