Metanoia | BTS ff (werewolf au) [Under Editing]

Seraphic

Previously on "Metanoia"~

What had she done to them?
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(Y/N's POV)

Everything happened in a blur, I barely had any clue about the events of the past hour and my body was aching all over.

Batting my eyes open, I wordlessly stared at the wooden ceiling, unable to fall asleep.

A comfortable silence hung in the air, my breathing was normal and my mind was at peace.

(A low whine)

I turned my head sideways and locked eyes with the ocean blue irises of a snow white wolf. With a sigh, I tried to sit up but the furry animal placed his heavy paw on my belly and pushed me down, making me lie back on the bed.

Playfully smiling at his actions, I whispered.

"I guess, I was right after all. You guys are my wolf puppies."

My words made a loud huff resonate from the corner of the room, shifting my gaze towards the owner of the sound I realised that we had company. Apparently the snow-white wolf hadn't come alone, his brothers had tagged along and it seemed like the pack was guarding me while I was unconscious.

Seven furry predators were carelessly sprawled across my room, avoiding eye contact at all costs.

With a dramatic huff the raven wolf ducked his snout under his paw and took sneaky glances in my direction. If they were in their human forms, I bet they would have been sulking, with their lips jutted out.

After a few beats of silence, one fluffy wolf padded his way close to my dishevelled form and jumped on the bed, plopping down near my stiff self. His cream-coloured fur tickled my exposed arm and made me giggle at the sensation.

His ears twitched at the sound and he cocked his head to the side, staring at me with confused eyes.

His fluffy ears looked so soft, I wanted to pet his fuzzy coat but, stuffed my overwhelming urge. I could have reached out and ran my fingers through his fluffy fur, unless I was ready to have my face scratched, yeah..no.

Blinking a few times, I shook my head and turned to stare into his timbre eyes, they were gorgeous.

My eyes widen and I reeled back from the furry wolf, gasping in surprise I stared intently at the liquid blue, pooling in his pale eyes. It felt as I was trapped in a trance, I couldn't tear my eyes from the hypnotic navy of this impassive orbs.

I didn't even realise, the restless shuffling behind my seated form, and how the prince's had huddled closer to the bed.

The trance was suddenly broken and, I felt the cream-wolf move closer, his cerulean eyes never leaving my face. Being at such a close distance to a giant predator, I felt my mind go blank and my body froze in its place. Considering the creature's obvious hatred for me, it would've been a lie, if I denied not being scared of bitten and tossed away.