Third person pov

Taehyung had woken up with excruciating pain in his back which faded after a while.

He was fine for the rest of the day with Hayoon stuck to him at his hip, not letting him go because she was worried about him after what happened the previous night.

It was night now and the girl was put to sleep by him. There wasn't any chance of her waking up.

After all, she hadn't had any sleep in the afternoon because she was busy nuzzling her face on her mom's neck.

He was tired. He wanted to go back to sleep but was still waiting for Jungkook to come back home.

"Where could he be?" Taehyung asks himself, very worried because the trueblood hadn't come back home from work yet.

It had never been like this, Jungkook would make sure to come back home at the right time, that was-right after the sun fell. But it was around ten in the night now and the elder wasn't here yet.

Taehyung bit on his lower lip, pacing around the room.

He was sad because of what had happened the previous night but that wasn't what he was thinking about at that moment.

Is he alright? Where has he gone? Is there somebody with him? I hope he's not alone...

He suddenly winced when a sharp pain shot up his heart. His knees buckled forward and held onto the chair before him.

His eyes filled with tears and his wolf howled in pain and anger and he immediately knew what was happening.

His mate was with someone else.

He didn't know what exactly the reason is for him to behave like this, but he knew that it was related to his mate being intimate with someone else.

He sobbed as he fell on the floor, the pain unbearable. His wolf was howling, crying in pain. He clutched on the shirt near his heart and sobbed.

He couldn't help it; the normal words that he said to himself like 'Jungkook doesn't belong to you, he never did but there are chances that he can become yours in future' or 'there is still hope that he can fall for you' didn't comfort him even a little.

Jungkook will never be his. He refused to help him through his heat but is doing the thing with somebody else.

What have I done for him to hate me so much? Did becoming his father's slave make me worthless?

He loves somebody else... but I'm still his mate. He could've rejected me and let me suffer at the beginning itself.

I wanted to wait for my mate and love only him but if he would've rejected me back then, I wouldn't be so madly in love with him now.

I love him so much that I can't take this now.

But like every time, when things are becoming worse and worse. There is always hope in him which rises because of the tiniest little brighter side of his situation.

He didn't have those dirty black-red bruises forming on his skin which happen when a mate cheats on the other.

It clearly shows that the elder hadn't done the deed yet, just had a thought or had wanted to do it with somebody else.

To say that he was relieved would be an understatement. There was no way out of this now-he had fallen way too hard to stop loving the trueblood now.

He was just too shaken to even move. He sat on the ground staring into absolutely nothing with wide teary eyes.

He hoped that the elder doesn't do it. He hoped Jungkook doesn't have sex with anybody else.

A huge amount of relief and happiness filled him when he heard the main door of the mansion open after some time,  almost half-an-hour.

He heard approaching stumbling footsteps which were really uneven. He heard a few grunts and curses leaving the drunk male's lips.

Taehyung looked up at Jungkook and let his eyes rake over his disheveled form-the first three buttons of his shirt open, exposing his hard chest and his hair sticking out in every direction.

His nose was red along with his ears and cheeks because of the effect of the alcohol in his system.

Jungkook plopped down on the couch, eyes shut closed as he mumbled, "h-how dare you drug me..."

His voice was very distant and not more than a whisper which was the reason that Taehyung missed it.

Jungkook kept letting out small groans while he shifted uncomfortably, his hard clothed member begging for release, and Taehyung had the sudden urge to go to him and make sure he is doing alright.

He couldn't ignore his heart's order and got up from the floor.

His wolf wasn't on his side this time and it kept telling him to stop, told him that it was of no use of taking care and worrying for somebody who doesn't see you as anything but a slave.

Venus, his wolf, was broken after yesterday's event when his mate refused to help him.

His way of thinking and behaving was a little different from the human as he didn't cling onto false hope like the human did.

He knew that it was of no use to hope that Jungkook or Oberon will love him back so what was the use of acting like this? He didn't trust the bond and his mate anymore.

And that, never usually happens. A human can stop loving his or her mate but a wolf would never.

But in this case, Venus knew that the only thing this bond will give him is pain. Loving the person who gives you pain is a worthless thing to do.

Taehyung walked up to Jungkook and peeked over slightly to study the face of the elder who was facing the couch.

He noticed the discomfort in his face and the strong smell of alcohol and arousal coming from him. He quickly went to the kitchen to bring water for him.

"M-master," He said, trying to gain his attention. He held the glass in one hand and softly patted Jungkook's back with his other hand.

Jungkook grunted and reached his hand out to hold Taehyung's.

"Stop," Jungkook says, turning around and opening his eyes to look at the male. "Stay away. I'm... They drugged me. It's not safe for you to be near."

Taehyung's heart swelled in relief to know that the male was just drugged and so had shared intimate moments with someone else. He still tired to make Jungkook drink the water.

The trueblood first groaned then parted his lips and let the cool water slide down his throat. "now go," he said, trying his best to not pounce onto Taehyung and start doing things he will definitely regret later on.

For he didn't want to disrespect Taehyung. For he didn't want to lessen Taehyung's dignity.

"Master--"

Groaning in pain, Jungkook scooted away to make space beside him before gently pulling Taehyung to lay down beside himself. "P-please, it hurts so bad. Help me."

Taehyung felt bile rise him as he thought about being intimate with Jungkook just because he was in desperate need of help from him. He wanted it to be done in love and not because of helping as they were mates and weren't supposed to be one night stands.

A sudden thought crossed Taehyung's mind...

What if Jungkook hadn't helped him out yesterday just because of the same reason?

No. Taehyung thinks. He just didn't want me. He wanted so e other stupid girl so he chose to leave me there. He wasn't even thinking about my wishes or any such thing.

Jungkook gulped harshly as he tried to hold back his dirty hands from the innocent being. Having being forced to react to his urges, he reached his head forward to smell Taehyung's pure and sweet scent.

He selfishly took another step forward by wrapping his arms around Taehyung and pulling him closer. He couldn't do anything more than this. It couldn't be done.

They stayed like that for a while. Breathing in deeply and being flooded with Taehyung's scent satisfied Jungkook so much. Softy, he patted and rubbed his back, keeping his hard lower half of the body away from Taehyung.

"Thank you, Tae," he said with genuine love. "they drugged me. I was scared. I was scared that they-- they'll make me do things I wouldn't like. You're here now. I feel so safe."

Taehyung wondered if it was right for him to pull information out of a drunk man. But they say... Drunk words portray genuine feelings of a person, so he continued to do what he wished.

"What would they d-do?" He asked. Jungkook hummed delightfully as he held him closer like a happy pup holding their parent after a long day of school.

"They would force me to have sex. I don't want to do such things. I don't want to have sex with anyone else."

Taehyung sighed and closed his eyes in frustration.

So he was right. It was this stupid girl who had been holding Jungkook back from doing as his heart desires again.

"You wouldn't do it with anyone?" Taehyung mustered the courage to speak again.

Jungkook shook his head with a cute pout, looking at Taehyung with complaining eyes.

"No onsh," the alcohol made the slur in his words. His head spinned as he closed his tired eyes tightly, staying awake just to feel Taehyung's presence.

"And what about your mate?" Taehyung's voice was sad and wet with hard feelings. "What about your mate?"

"My mate?" Jungkook grinned sweetly. "My mate is very very pretty, cute, sweet and lovely. I love--'" he let out a cough, violent coughs following.

"Say," Taehyung demanded more. He pondered whether Jungkook was even talking about him or not but decided to chose that these words were meant for him.

Jungkook moaned softly, rolling his hips as he slid his hands down and grabbed Taehyung's left ass cheek, making the omega yelp. 

"I loved her, my mate. I love H-Hyejin..."

Tears streamed down Taehyung's face as he shakily exhaled out and looked up at Jungkook's peaceful features, missing the next slurred words which the elder said, "I don't feel for her anymore. I-it happened. I love Taehyung now."

He wasn't even thinking of me when he did all of this, and I t-thought he was telling all those words to me. Taehyung thought.

She's all he's always thinking about. She's the only one he loves. I'm... I'm no one to him.

He was thinking about his lover. Hyejin.

Hyejin.

He was sobbing now. He pushed Jungkook's arms away from his waist and got up, ignoring the older who let out slurred pleads for him to stay.

He knew that Jungkook didn't want him there, he wanted Hyejin with him.

But he didn't hear what Jungkook was even telling when he took out the girl's name. 

"I'm s-sorry, Hyejin. I-it just happened before I-I could k-know. I s-started feeling for him. I-I like him," Jungkook muttered but every single word went unheard by the omega who was lost in his angry thoughts.

He harshly wiped away his tears with the back of his hand and walked back to his room, knowing that things were gonna change because of what just happened.

His heart was broken so much, his wolf was so angry, he had had enough. Enough of Jungkook and the bond between them. His hopes broke.

Fifteen years in a room, three years of continuous abuse and then, hatred and ignorance from his mate.

He didn't want such a life. He didn't want to be a mere slave of another higher rank.

He had read everywhere that an omega was as pure as the moon-goddess herself. An epitome of love and softness.

He knew that omegas were respected everywhere else other than the Terrene pack which was ruled by the demon wolf.

The miseries of all the omegas in the pack was all because of Jungho. He didn't have the right to do whatever he is doing and Taehyung was sure that this will end.

Jungho will be defeated, sooner or later.

And about what Jungkook did to him...

He understood and realized now that loving the older was nothing but a mistake.

He realized that--mate or not--no one had the right to mentally abuse anybody.

He will get his lesson. He'll regret how he behaved to him, how he traumatized him and didn't accept him as his mate.

Jungkook will regret hurting him emotionally and making him a fool.

He could not stop loving Jungkook, was too deeply in love with him for his love to vanish suddenly now, but he didn't know if he could ever see him with loving, heart eyes and feel butterflies in his stomach when the elder speaks to him again.

He didn't know if he would see Jungkook as just his mate, his fated one who he had been waiting for his whole childhood.

The memories of Jungkook sometimes abusing him, hurting him, refusing to help him through his heat and now, doing whatever he did a few moments ago will always come to his mind when he will think about him.

Jungkook will regret what he did. He will make sure of that.

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