I'm Not Your Breeder (Not edited)

Chapter six

*Earlier that day...

Hoseok's pov:
I stood next to my sons bed, he looked so pale today, so much worse than yesterday. I ran my fingers through his long, curly hair, he didn't want to cut it, stating it made him feel pretty. I pushed my tears back, wanting to stay strong for my sweet angle, but I wanted him to be healthy again. I jumped from a knock on the door, a tall, old man entered. He was Taehyung's doctor, I didn't like him, for many reasons why. I nearly threw up from his strong alpha scent, it was like rotten meat. He placed a hand on my waist, making me very uncomfortable. "Hoseok, we need to talk." I nod, pecking a kiss on my sons head before heading out in the hallway with the doctor. Closing the door on our way out, I sighed softly, "what do you need speak with me Dr. Lee?" I swear I almost saw his lips twitch in a smirk, but he hid it quickly. He cleared his throat, "Hoseok, your son is getting worse, he needs a specific medication that costs a lot and your at your limit for your loan." My heart sank, shattering into a million pieces. "There has to be something we can do to help him, h-he's been here for three years and only got worse!" Dr. Lee only sighed, only shrugging, his face held a sadness that was as fake as usual. "No money, no medicine, simple as that omega." A wall cracked inside of me, tears finally broke loose from my eyes. I clasped my hands together, begging and pleading him to help my son. "P-please!! You're a doctor!! Your job is to help people!! He-he is just a-a child!! Please!!" He smirked, sending a chill up my spine, "Give me that beautiful body of yours and I will help your son." My jaw dropped, I shook my head, anger then boiled inside me. "M-my body?! Again?! You made the same promise last t-time!! But now he's getting worse!! I use every penny I make for my son!! I haven't tasted a simple slice of bread in years!!! I-I can't buy food, knowing my child is sick!! I let you use my body once!!! Once!! Because you made me believe he would get better!!! You made me believe that you will help him!!!! I will get that money for his medicine. And I will never again fall for your bloody tricks and lies, my son comes first, I don't have time for screwing around."
He growled, but I didn't flinch, not even whimper, I won't fall into this alphas grasp. "It's your job as a breeder to satisfy an alpha in need, that's the law and I know your blood omega. It's gold, pure like a virgin omega in heat, you took a bloody pill to keep your body from accepting my knot. So you haft to pay the price now, either you pay the price or your son dies." A low growl escaped from the back of my throat, "I'm not your breeder. The law also states that the breeder has to agree and accept the offer for carrying the alphas pup. I still have some rights Dr. Lee, and I can't afford pills, but letting my wolf out, declining your wolfs seed. Is very easy to do for me, because my son, comes first and I won't say it again." I spat at him, he only glared back at me, "You have one month omega and your son is getting put down." He turned on his heal and walked away, I slowly head back into my sons room. Wishing I could stay by his side, but I haft to go to work. I gave him a soft kiss on the head, "I love you so much baby, mama will help you get better angel... stay strong for me please."

*Back to present...

Third pov:
Jungkook stood in shock with his mouth hung open, he shook his head and cleared his throat. After his mind went blank for a solid minute. "I'm sorry, but what?" Hoseok giggled at the alphas cute reaction, but the alpha could see the sadness in the omegas big brown eyes. "I'll do it, I'll work for you, I have um... I have a son, he's really sick and the doctor is threatening to put my son down if I don't pay the medication and treatment he needs..." Jungkook nod, the thought of the omegas son being ill rung through his mind. He had now idea about that, making a mental side note to help the omegas son. Jungkook nod, "Alright, then there's no need to work the two jobs then, but you can start whenever you're ready." Hoseok put a smile on his face, trying to hide the mixed emotions written in his face, handing the alpha his coffee. "I can start tomorrow.... if that's ok?" Jungkook hummed, taking a sip from his coffee, "of course, I'll notify my friend and parents about your arrival. Show up tomorrow at around noon, hows that sound?" Hoseok's lips twitched into a soft smile, he gave the alpha single nod, "yes sir, I am grateful for your offer Jungkook, thank you so much." Jungkook smiled and winked at the omega and waving him goodbye.

Jungkook and Jimin stood in front of the door, the door that led to
Mr. Jeons office. Jungkook knocked on the door, hearing his fathers deep voice shout the words 'come in'. Jungkook entered, holding the door open for Jimin, closing the door on his way in. Mr. Jeon glanced up, a big smile spread onto his face, "Ah! Jungkook my son and.... Jimin is it?" Jimin nod, bowing slightly, "yes sir, I would like to tell you something."
Mr. Jeon hummed, "oh is it about you being an alpha?" Jimin's jaw dropped in shock, "H-How....?" Having a mental mind fog, when trying to piece something he could have missed. Jungkook smirked, "I kind of figured he would know, sense we are both pure blood alphas. He can smell your scent." Jimin awed, "then, what do we do? I deeply apologize sir, but I can not conceive a pup." Mr. Jeon sighed, "well, you can live in the castle as long as you want, until you get a job yourself, buy your own house, find a mate. Whatever your heart wishes and for my son, did Jung Hoseok agrée to your stupid offer? I still don't know why you want to help him, he is a simple peasant, but I can't stop you."
Jungkook bit the inside of his cheek from his fathers words, clearing his throat, "I have an interest in him and he has a son that I want to help."
Mr. Jeon laughed, "you can use the stupid breeder to prove your strength as an alpha, but you cannot marry him." Jungkook mentally chuckled, because lord knows he has many things planned to change his fathers laws.