Three weeks after the surgery that saved the older alpha, jungkook and his brothers left without a word.

Saying jimin was pissed would have been an understatement, he was burning hot with anger. At first he'd felt a formidable ire. Their previous discussion had left a sour taste of unfinished business in his mouth as well as some vivid dreams that all had as main features the young alpha's soft lips against jimin's skin. Then had come the sadness and finally resignation. He had been honest, he wasn't going to wait for an alpha who apparently cared more about his damn ego than him.

After that he stopped dropping at Taehyung's place so much in hope to
catch glimpse of the alpha or his brother. He still thought about him and the dreams wouldn't just stop like that but he invested that energy into the Clan's bussiness. His goal was now to make the Park clan the most powerful in Asia. He hadn't found who had been behind the attack on his mate and his family but it was just
a matter of time he thought. That person would certainly show himself soon.

"Anyway I'm glad you stop mopping around like a kicked puppy." confessed taehyung when he came to visit, pouring water in a glass before sitting next to him.

"I've never looked like a kicked puppy." pouted the omega scooting closer to his bestfriend nuzzling himself against him. He'd found that he craved contact on a regular basis now.

Taehyung wrapped a arm against him.

"He will come back. He promised that." he said after a beat of silence. jimin glanced up, brows furrowed.

"I don't care. He left, I'm done."

"You can't be serious, jimin. He loves you and it's obvious." protested taehyung, vehemently. The omega scooted away, arms crossed over his chest as he shot a defiance gaze at his friend.

"Bullshit." he spat incapable of controlling himself. "Alphas like cute and submissive omegas and i'm nothing like that i don't want to be like that. It wouldn't have worked anymore and i'm glad he called it off." hos voice his hollow he averted his gaze huffing.

"I'm sure that its not what he meant. I get that you are hurt but have a little
faith in him." pleaded taehyung. jimin shook his head getting up to his feet. He walked to the window, staring out at the scenery.

"Hard to believe when he took off with them without as much as a
goodbye." he sighed, turning around to meet his friend's eyes. He read the sadness in them and laughed, the sound brittle and dry to his own ears.

"Don't look at me with those eyes you look like you are the kicked puppy. I'm done mopping around. he left good I don't need an alpha anyway. I'm powerful, a leader and if he can't stand it good thing he left."

Taehyung stared at him before jumping to his feet and pulling him into a tight hug, the omega let him do. They stayed like that a while.

afterwards the two bestfriends snuggled up on the battered couch laughing like idiots at the tv and stuffing themselves up with popcorn. It was a good evening overall.

"...And this way, without injecting more funds we will be able to triple our revenue within five months and reach the prevision for the second quarter." Explained a blandly looking employee pointing at the screen on which was projected graphs, diagrams.

Lights flickered back on in the meeting room once he was done and everyone turned around to stare at the omega sitting at the head of the table, the young man had only half listened to all this. he jolted out of his thoughts and locked gaze with the Vice Director who avoided his gaze as quick.

"Wonderful." he exclaimed, leaping to his feet slamming his palms on the table. "Let's do that and now that we are done here, excuse me but i have pressing matters that need my attention." he cracked a smile before exiting the room, tuning out the voices of the others as they apologized to him.

He loved it how everyone now seemed to be on edge with him. The same one who would have spitted on him when his aunt was alive and kicking, they were too scared to even meet his gaze. He walked down the halls of the Parks estate like in conquered lands, relishing into watching alphas and betas bowing down to him. He bet they must be
chocking on themselved having to vow respect and allegiance to him.

He stepped into his office just before Mark, his young faced assistant. He was an omega like him but very capable at his job. he handled his daily schedule and any other tasks the omega didn't care about. as always after a morning meeting he entered jimin's office the Park's leader's mails in hand and immediately proceeded to read it out loud while jimin undid his tie and plopped down gracelessly on his chair.

"An invite card from the Jung Clan. The leader's son is coming back from the States and they are organizing a gala to celebrate it." he red looking up.

"Should I put it in the pile with the others, master?" he asked, professional as always.

He entwined his fingers under his chin, thoughful.

"He is very insistent. I wonder why." he said to himself after a while, Mark waiting patiently unmoved. He undid his fingers and whirled around on his chair to stare out the large window.

"No. I'm curious as to what he is cooking. Send a reply and call my stylist for a tux." he ordered, Mark quickly scribbled down, nodding.

Jimin whirled back, facing the omega assistant a glint of mischief dancing in the two fathomless orbs. He dismissed Mark who hurried out to do as he had been told leaving the omega deep in his thoughts. His grandfather had hated the Jung Clan
with a dark passion. Theirs families were rivals even though the Park clan surpassed the Jung in terms of success and powers. The omega stared down at the stake of files on his desk, grinning as an idea sprouted  in his mind.

Perhaps it was time both clans forget theirs old enmity...

...Meanwhile...

"No, I will not." shouted back the werewolf as he barred his teeth, springing up to his feet and glaring daggers at the other man that stood behind the massive desk.

The alpha glowered, eyes flashing yellow as he slammed his fist on the surface of the desk so hard that a fissure appeared.

"You will obey." he yelled using enough alpha's voice to bend the resolve of his offspring. The latter shivered down to his feet, lowering his head in submission. He muttered through gritted teeth.

"Yes Father."