weird... [vkook]

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Jungkook now was rushing to the cabin, strong trained vampires from his territory were way behind him as he wanted to check what's happening before making a move.

He took a peak from the window, to see Jimin, Yoongi and the men chained to the wall- so bruised that even looking at it hurt him. He tried to get a clearer view to see a man with piercing yellow eyes smoking slowly with a smirk on his plump pink lips and he directly recognized him.

The only thing new for him was that the leader of an enormous pack of werewolves was just a dominant beta.

He didn't want to be reckless. He can't free them without using physical strength but he can try speaking to that man, at least just as a distraction before attacking.

He walked slowly to the door to find that it's unlocked. Furrowing his eyebrows, he opened it effortlessly. The man drew a long lign of smoke before smiling faintly at the sight, shock appeared conspicuous in his features but he was quick to hide it.

"So, you killed Taehyung?" he asked sarcastically, the two boys directly looking up from their haze- met with two surprises, Jungkook was standing, still alive, yet Taehyung was as good as dead.

Jungkook stumbled a little, remembering the depression he felt earlier and a little tear glistened in his eyes. "Yes" he replied coldly, gritting the lie out between his teeth to make it sound real, and Jimin's eyes widened.

He always hated Taehyung.

Why does his heart feel heavy now?

That he won't see the determined, soft boy again? That he won't bicker with him anymore? That he won't fight over Jungkook with him?

"Congratulations on killing your lover, you're completely a monster now" the peace on the man's face scared him, it was like calmness before a storm, a storm he wasn't really ready for.

"Why are you chaining them? If the matter is with me, then you better sort it out now" he said, red eyes traveling around the small house, the pain in his friends' eyes stabbed him deeply in his heart. He closed his eyes, remembering Taehyung, who was still in a coma for major blood loss. He until now is unable to know what's this strange power that awakened him from death, nothing can fight destiny, but he saw with his own eyes something pulling his most loved boy out from the cold, pale grip of a dark abyss of being deceased, gone, lifeless.

"They broke into one of my properties, Jungkook, would I forgive them that easily?"

"Yes, you should" He spat roughly. "What should I give you to let them go? I suppose you know what they came for. And I'm the one who sent them. Perhaps you knew you can't punish me, hm?"

The man sighed, inhaling his cigarette so deeply as if he's thinking when he's in fact just filling his lungs with the pleasuring poison of ashes. "That sickness didn't make you any weaker, Jeon. That's astonishing enough. However, I'm not letting them go unless you give your life as a price-"

"What the actual fuck? My life?" Jungkook was now filled with wrath to the brink, directly throwing a fist against the man, making him fall with a loud thud, hovering over him and throwing endless punches before the other can even react.