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T W E N T Y - F O U R

The first night away from the alpha was tough on Taehyung's wolf.

He hadn't been able to get any form of sleep. He continuously stirred around helplessly, not being able to stop crying at his overwhelmed emotions.

His wolf kept on whimpering, clawing and tugging at his insides. It wanted only one thing; return to their mate and beg for forgiveness, to never part from his side again.

But Taehyung wasn't allowing himself to. He stubbornly pulled the blankets over his head, pushing away the memory of the alpha pressed up behind him and holding him with such care, whispering those things to him, in determination.

No. Don't think about that, just don't─

The next day, his entire face was drained from all sorts of colour. He had the darkest eyebags, staring at particularly nothing.

Jimin was only able to cheer him up to a certain level, not receiving anything more than a few smiles or a chuckle here and there to his dedicated attempts on making his best friend feel better.

The third day, Taehyung decided to try and go through the day blocking his own wolf out. He was determined on resuming his normal daily activities, spending as much time with Jimin as he could. He went to watch the pups, blocking out every single thing that made him feel worse.

He pretended to be lively, but he, in fact, was a 'shiny' empty shell.

The moment darkness fell upon him coming along with the silent night, he broke down in his bedroom, the walls he put up coming back down, crumbling at his feet.

He couldn't block out the memories, the thoughts, the worries whether the alpha was doing okay─ the feelings, his own wolf. It took every last bit of strength in him to do so, but it drained him more than anything else.

Everything came crashing back in, hurting more than ever before. The sight of the alpha the day he ran away was freshly on his mind, replaying over and over and over again, along with so many other things.

The fourth day without the alpha, and Jimin began worrying like hell. His best friend started to look lifeless, not anywhere near how he used to be.

He took one glance at Yoongi and even he was worried, noticing the changes that came in.

Taehyung sat there, absolutely drained of all kinds of energy his body used to contain. Nothing could cheer him up, no matter what the mated omega had tried. It was all in vain.

"This isn't normal," Jimin pulls Yoongi aside, eyes still fixated on his best friend in worry. "His behaviour is really unsettling. He's almost acting as if he's an ex-mated wolf with a dead other half. He has been there for four days and a night! He isn't even marked yet!"

Yoongi hums, thinking deeply.
"It's clear his wolf had accepted that pure blood as its mate. Their wolves must've shared a really deep connection considering the shape he's in. He's only getting worse."

Jimin's eyes teared up, "What will he look like when its at its worse, Yoongs? I don't want to know. If he's in this condition, in what kind of shape must the pure blood be in?"

Yoongi sighs, "I think he suffers a greater loss. God, he must be in so much pain. I don't even want to imagine it."

On the fifth day, Taehyung couldn't even get out of bed. He couldn't dress himself, or get up to eat or drink.

He always thought his biggest fear was to get claimed by a dominant and get treated terribly, commanded and pushed around, solely getting used as a toy which happens a lot in his traditional pack.

He would've never thought his biggest fear turned into the complete opposite; Jeongguk was too good to be true. Taehyung wasn't enough, he could never be. The alpha was so different from what he knows, it flipped his entire world upside down and threw his fear out of the window.

He feared to feel.

He feared for the sake of love, what it could do to him.

Out of all, he got to know a pure blood, that started to make him feel. And he was afraid to let him. Because 'dominant' and 'love' were two words he never even considered of weaving together before. He has spent his entire life despising them, hating them for everything they represented.

And then Jeongguk came along, on the edge of making him think the complete opposite when it came to him in a mere week.

He feared how much control and power the alpha had over him, the way he had him twirled around his finger. He feared if the alpha would've ever been mad at him, he'd become violently self-destructive.

Jeongguk's entire being, the way he carried himself; the way he cared for him and spoke to him with such delicacy, the way he was so different─ meeting such a dominant used to be a guilty image Taehyung fantasied of, knowing he could never have it since it didn't exist.

But it does. And now that he knows it does and he got so close to having it, it felt so far out of reach. The closer he got the more out of reach he felt.

What sum-up could there be made about him?

Taehyung doesn't find himself to be that attractive, he'd never dare to stand next to the alpha, afraid of blocking his sunlight. How could the male ever be proud to have him as his mate? He doesn't understand.

He's an average omega, one with a bit of a too big of a mouth at that. He never even hesitated to stand up for himself or any other submissive when a dominant spoke wrongly about them.

He stumbles over his own feet and doesn't carry himself confidently, he couldn't give the alpha anything. 

He could make an entire paragraph about the other and why he was so nearly perfect, but he couldn't even think of three things when it came down to himself.

The only thought that comforted him, making him feel slightly better about himself, is that he couldn't even harm a fly. He hasn't killed anyone, ever. He couldn't say that about the other.

Every thought, every worry, every feeling and every moment became too much. It had suffocated him more than anything.

Hence, he had ran.

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