Tainted Bloodlines

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Warning: This chapter is slightly more mature than others

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"F-fuck..." Jungkook says outloud before biting down onto his bottom lip to muffle his voice.

The young alpha sucks in a sharp breath between his teeth. His rigid panting only being matched by the sound of his right hand softly hitting against the fabric of his open jeans. Each pump is accompanied by a memory of Seokjin entraping his muscular form against that cold brick wall. He can still feel the remnants of the older's body heat against his back.

"...Mmm..." Jungkook moans just as his lower half finds it's release into his palm.

The young wolf grabs a tissue from the night stand to his right, then looks down at his lap. Shit, how many times has it been now? Three? Four? Honestly, he lost count after the second time around. Not that it really matters anymore at this point

He adjusts his position on his bed, leaning his back against the headboard. His mind drifts back to the events leading up to his current state of lustfilled masterbation. He wonders how it is that the older male could evoke such a reaction out of him. What makes Kim Seokjin so different from everyone else?

Its been almost an hour now that he has been locked up within his darkened bedroom. His mind was so full of the recent happenings, that he didn't even stop to say anything to Taehyung as he entered the apartment.

Instead, he threw the keys onto the side table and darted down the hallway towards his room. He knew that he wouldn't be able to talk with his hyung anyway. There was no chance that he would have had the answers to any of the older's questions... to which he was certain that there would be quite a few. Hell, even he doesn't know exactly what's going on.

Plus, Jin's scent is surely still all over him.

Taehyung is a very formidable alpha, and a keen sense of smell is one of Tae's more powerful traits. Jungkook realizes beyond a doubt that his hyung has probably already smelled the older's sweet pharamones that still linger on his body. There is no way that he would be able to hide the truth of where he was, let alone who he had been with.

Taehyung is highly intelligent and extremely strong. Once locked onto a particular scent, he is able to find anything or track anyone. However, it isn't just his ability to stalk his prey that makes him such a formidable opponent.

Taehyung's aura alone could make even the most powerful alpha's bend onto their knees within his presence. He has this God-like air of dominance that radiates from every fiber of his being. If he so chooses, he can make all that encounter him quiver in fear with just one glance as if they were peasants beneath his feet. His reputation for being cold and ruthless was known all around their previous city. Just a whisper of Taehyung's name could strike panic into their hearts.

Taehyung's extreme good looks were also nothing to scoff at. He was a vision of beauty dripping with an innate sensuality. He used his charisma well, luring in unsuspecting targets with his charm and inherent eroticsm. With just one look into those beautiful dark orbs, people would fall into his trap, giving up all information they had just in the hopes of securing one night within his strong embrace.

It never ended that way, though. Taehyung has never allowed anyone to even touch him outside of a small chosen few. The older may act like a devil on the outside, but underneath that intimidating sexuality is someone who prides himself on knowing how to get what he desires without taking things under the sheets.

Jungkook had been appointed to "care for" Taehyung at a very early age. The younger of the two had lost his family to a rival pack when he was only 10 years old. Tae's pack found him and trained him to fight, building up his stamina and molding his spirit into a complacent warrior. Jungkook deemed to be a very fierce competitor, known for his uncanny speed and unimaginable agility. The young wolf was literally good at everything... yes, everything.