Forbidden Child - JJK (Sequel) ✔︎

#24 - Princess problems

Jungkook's POV

I don't know how to think straight anymore. After seeing her face after all these years, I've become stuck with disbelief.

Did I really just see the girl I loved once alive? Not only is she alive, but she tried to kill me. She tried to kill all of us. Even Talia.

Our daughter.

She blew up our houses, killed her father and my mother, and even killed her own brother. Clearly she isn't thinking straight: whatever this widow has done to her has almost gotten rid of the Hana that I knew.

Am I imagining it all? Were my eyes deceiving me and that wasn't actually Hana?

But then, I know that's a lie, because that was Hana, I know it was. She has the same face, mouth, nose, eyes, cheeks...everything.

Picking up my pace, I continue running after her in my wolf form. She's still in her wolf form too and doesn't back down from bolting away.

As I watch her run, I can't help think about how she's a wolf. Angels cant turn into wolves, only dark angels can. I guess that was courtesy of the black widow sitting inside of her.

Taking a chance to get her to stop, I leap up in the air and jump on top her, stopping her pace and leaving us both to be rolling together to a stop. When we stop rolling, Hana is on top of me and we both transform into our normal selves.

"Hana-" She cuts off my words by throwing a punch at my face, and stands to her feet.

Um.

Raising an eyebrow, I jump up to my feet and grab her wrist. "Wait, stop!"

She sharply turns her head towards me, yanking her hand out of mine and pushing me backwards.

Why is she not listening to me? And why is she so eager to get away?

"Hana, I said stop!" I yell again, firmly holding her arms so she can't push me away again. She struggles in my grasp, attempting to free herself.

"Look at me."

Reluctantly, she does. But when she does, I can't help notice her expression. She's scared. It's like I'm staring into a completely new pair of eyes, not Hana's.

"Hana, it's me." I whisper faintly.

Hana repeatedly shakes her head, fidgeting in my grasp. I let her go, and she pushes me backwards by my chest and takes a step backwards.

"Stay away from me."

What?

My eyebrows furrow. "Hana, what are you talk-"

"Why are you calling me that?" She cuts me off.

I blink and just stare at her. What does she mean why am I calling her that? It's her name, that's why! What more is there to it?

"Because that's your name...?"

Immediately she shakes her head in denial. "That can't be true. I don't have a name."

Tilting my head, I warily narrow my eyes. She thinks she doesn't have name, and she doesn't know who I am.

Someone's fiddled with her memory.

That's the only explanation for it. And I already have someone in mind that it could be: the black widow. When it when into her, it must've done something. Changed something. That's the only solution for this.

"So...you don't know who I am, or who you are?"

Again, she instantly shakes her head instantly. She still looks scared of me, because to her I'm just a stranger. But she's not just anyone to me.