~Y/N POV~

Namjoon called a work meeting in his office at work and not at the main house. It was just pure business and not wolf related though so it wasn't much of a surprise but Namjoon's been on edge all day so during the whole meeting I purposely watched him like a hawk.

At one point I thought he was going to jump down Jimins neck when they spoke about one of their on going clients here.

I made notes through out the whole meeting like I usually would but I did so happen to notice the way Namjoon would glare at Yoongi sitting beside me. I mean it's not like I can sit close to him like he wants me to because he's at the top of the table. I'm sitting on his left side while Yoongi is on my left side one seat away from him but Namjoon kept glaring at yoongi.

I don't know if Yoongi noticed it but no one said anything. Not even Yoongi.

"Taehyung don't you think you could talk to Mr Gwan about the shares he's been offering Mrs Park? Tell him that Mrs Park is expecting more than what he is offering for part of her business." Namjoon

"Yeah I can do that." Taehyung

Scribbling this down I concentrated on my job but I felt something warm place on top of my free hand and I glanced to it just to see it's Yoongi's hand, tapping to the back of my own. This surprised me but it's not like I could have time to react since it was just harmless but a loud threatening growl echoed around the room, bouncing off the walls.

"Meeting dismissed. Everyone fuck off." Namjoon

Oh shit.

I know he doesn't mean me so I don't bother to pack up my stuff and just sit back in my chair and place my pen down. Everyone jumped at from their seats including Yoongi, gathered their things and left the room.

Not bothering to look at him I knew what was coming next but I didn't mind, I told him I would help him when he needs it and clearly he's stressed. Kicking his chair back as he stood up he came to my side, grabbing my arm and pulling me up to my feet out my chair. His hold didn't hurt but I was just surprised with the way he handled me.

"Did you think I wouldn't notice him holding your hand for everyone to see?" Namjoon

He sat me down on the desk and dived his nose to the crock of my neck, lifting my skirt up to my waist and pulling down my underwear to throw to the floor.

"He wasn't holding my hand, he was trying to get my attention."

Namjoon only growled and took hold of my chin forcing me to look him directly into his red eyes.

"You don't need to give him attention. Only I can get your attention, no one else. Your mine." Namjoon

He attacked my lips with his, pushing me back against the wood of the table while he fiddled with his belt around his waist. I reached down to help him and even button his trousers as I could feel him already rock hard and ready.

(SMUT WARNING)

Taking him out of his trousers he groaned to the feeling of being free and I positioned him between my wet folds. He growled once more and ripped open my blouse, the buttons flying off to who knows where and his hands roaming my breasts and pulling down my bra for him to gain access to my bare skin.

Now his tip ready and in position I let him ago and he pushed into me without a second to spare. A mixture between a snarl and moan came from him. Wrapping my legs around his waist he didn't waste time to pull back out and push back in. So deep his tip was hitting my cervix with every thrust as he ploughed into my aching pussy taking him nicely.

He pushed himself up, gripping onto my breasts as he pounded away inside me. His cock dragging along my walls.

"Fuck."

I clenched around him as I moaned in bliss, coming closer to a climax approaching fast. Bucking his hips into me something sparked in his eyes. I don't know what it was but it was like a bright shade of red flushed across his eyes and they hardened and so did his thrusts.

Grabbing my neck with both hands he would pull me down towards him as he pounded into me. Going faster and harder by the second, the whole table shaking with such force it was as if it was about to break. His hold around my neck started to tighten and I sunk back into the table, starting to panic and the pleasure to fade and instead turn to pain.

He was going too hard.

"S-Stop."

Patting his hands urgently, pleading with him to stop but he didn't. Instead he closed his eyes and hung his head low and kept going. The pain was getting too much and the oxygen I once had started to become more limited.

"Namjoon, stop."

He opened his eyes, baring his teeth at me with those bright red eyes that stunned me. Right now he didn't look like himself. But I needed him to stop so I hit his chest, tears brimming my eyes.

"It hurts!"

Instantly he let go of me and slipped out of me, stepping back and shaking his head as he blinked rapidly. Pulling my blouse over my chest I sat up watching him put himself back in his trousers and act seemingly confused.

Our eyes met and he immediately softened and took a step towards me but I held out my hand stopping him from coming closer.

"No! Just leave me alone."

Pulling my skirt down to cover myself I saw the way hurt and guilt spread across his face. Nodding he left the room without a word but slammed the door behind him. I flinched and slid off the table and onto the floor, curling up my legs to my chest as I cried.

Never has he done that to me before. It hurt mentally and physically. That wasn't my Namjoon, that was something else.

"Y/n?"

Wiping my tears I looked up to see Hoseok peak his head through the door, eyes searching for me until they finally land on myself curled up on the floor against the table. He gasped and rushed over to me, getting down on his knees to my level.

"Are you okay?" Hoseok

I shook my head as he brushed back some of my hair from my face and offered me a tissue from his pocket. Taking it from him I wiped my face and he just sat down with me.

"I'm sorry he hurt you." Hoseok

Shrugging I calmed myself down so I could form words to speak to him, sniffling back my tears of hurt I settled down.

"T-That wasn't him. He would never...."

I couldn't complete my sentence as I ended up balling some more. Hoseok just pulled into his arms, offering a hug so I could cry some more. I held him tight to support myself in this moment. A part of me wished this was Namjoon hugging me right now and another part was telling me to stay away from him for the time being but how can I?

I'm his mate and he needs me. What just happened wasn't him, it was something else and he needs to learn to control it or who knows what will happen?