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I uploaded chapter 26 and 27 together.

This is a direct continuation of chapter 26, if you skipped it, kindly read it before this or else you wont understand this part.

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MORNING :

ANYA :

Waking up in the morning came in parts for Anya. Her night had been a bad one. When she slowly woke up, for some time, she remained lying down with her eyes closed.

The aches around her body were worse except her head.

She did not want to go to office. Sucked that she had to. With less than 2 weeks left till the Gala, her plan for her hybrids needed to be implemented, things needed to be done before it.

Still, she remained where she was.

"I would love to greet you a goodmorning, but having knowledge about the kind of day you'll have ahead of you, makes me hesitate to add the good in the greeting."

The voice made Anya warm, a joy spreading though her chest. She answered still with her eyes closed, "Are you going to be the culprit responsible for my predicted lousy day?"

"I never said your day will verge to the side of lousy."

"Then?"

"Frustrated."

Anya turned over and stretched, her limbs moving sinuously on the bed, the soft blanket causing a friction on her bare skin, "I have you by my side, why will I be frustrated."

"That is precisely the reason why you will be."

"You'll be my villain?"

"Never."

Anya was enjoying this early morning banter. "Then?"

"I'll be the person who will reduce you to the state in which you will be begging me to fuck you, and once you do, I will be leaving you too sore to move, let alone leave the bed."

A sudden skip of her heartbeat.

What?

She abruptly opened her eyes to look at Seokjin sitting before her on her bed.

The Eagle was casually seated in his pajamas, nothing about his posture in a least bit aggressive. He was relaxed and lazy, looking at her.

But his gaze . . . was dark. Even with the veneer of civility that he surrounded himself in, his gaze was too intense, too focused to make him appear harmless.

He looked at her with intent in his eyes heavy with a predatory purpose. An expression, which made her shiver.

"Goodmorning." He mocked.

Anya slowly sat up, holding the blanket over her chest. Seokjin's eyes dipped to her hand, her curves so clearly outlined by the thin blanket. He stared at her silhouette for sometime unapologetically, then finally raised his eyes to hers again.

Anya felt disconcerted. Of all the seven hybrids, he was the only one who held back the most, who ruthlessly controlled his appetite.

Why was he giving it a free reign now, all of a sudden?

There was absolutely no way that he was giving in to his feelings, if that would have been the case, then he would have been lighter, playful. Not this serious.

No. This was something different. And whatever it was, was designed exclusively for her.

"You succeeded in making me wary. Will you explain the purpose for it?" she slowly said.

"Why would you be wary of me?"

"Being obtuse now?"

"I thought you wanted me to lose my control, to not hold back. Now that I am following your request, you become wary?" Jin said smoothly.

She shifted uncomfortably. Jin was someone, that she had been attracted to since the time she first saw him on the stage of the Auction, when he had broken protocol to glance at her.

Jin was the hybrid she had originally thought of purchasing for her own. He was the man she had speculated the most about, whenever she had glimpsed the dark hunger in his eyes. Even in Park's Mansion.

His obvious reluctance of his own desires had kept Anya's want for him in check, her wish to respect his decisions making her strong enough against the simmering lust she felt for the Eagle, a throbbing lust that had spiraled higher and higher each day she spent with him.

He was her temptation and she was powerless against him.

So hearing him say those words struck a cord inside her. She bloomed.

But she knew, there was more too it.

"Don't play games with me." she whispered.

A slow smile spread across his face, "But Master, that is exactly what I want to do."

Why could she not be strong as she was when it came to this? Always?

He relented, "A game is what I am proposing to you." He made sure that she was listening to him, "Resist me. That is it. Something that you master at."

No, that is precisely where I am weak at.

"I don't understand."

Jin tilted his head, "Resist me. Don't give in. If you can prove to me you are impervious to my advances towards you, I will merge my animal with the Vrȃg."

Anya sat up straighter. This was bad. She knew that Seokjin would not be easily swayed by paltry actions or explanations or threats. His code of principles regarding the protection of the people he loved was too strong to let them have a say in any idea which might result in their harm.

And she was his everything. Anya knew that convincing him would be hard, she had feared the conditions he would make. And she was, regrettably, right in her fears.

"And if I give in?"

"Then I will give in too. I will let go of any restrictions I have imposed on myself. I will take you. Today, tomorrow, for the rest of our lives. I wont hold back."

Anya wanted that, oh she wanted that more than anything. It was music to her ears, but-

"But--?"

His eyes went enigmatic again, "You will lock the collar on my neck and give me the controller. My Vrȃg will NEVER come to surface again."

Anya was shaking her head, "No. no, I refuse. Absolutely-"

"Am I giving you a choice Master?" he asked mildly.

"Please don't, Jin, don't." Anya looked at him, "You never make it apparent but I know that you are fully aware of my emotions or my lack of control when it comes to you or Yoongi."

"That is the challenge. You want me to give something a chance to kill you? Then you show me it wont happen."

"You are setting me up for failure."

Jin stared at her for a few moments, then he got out of the bed. Standing tall with his hands in his pockets he said, "I will start from the moment we leave home. Suhan has informed us of your intent regarding our role in your office. Hoseok and I are going with you today."

Anya's head spun in different directions, "Why do you want me to fail so badly?"

He did not say anything for a few seconds, then he made a request, "If you love me Master, make sure to fail at this." Saying so, he turned and left.

Anya sat on the bed for a few more minutes with her head bowed, then slowly got out and walked towards her windows, pulling the curtains open. She stood taking in the morning, as the conversation played over in her head.

It was because she DID love him, that she could not fail.

The Eagle was correct, this morning was hardly going to turn out good.

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OFFICE :

Anya was standing in her chamber before 3 of the most affluent photographers of the world. 2 ladies and one male, all of them the peak of professional, with years and years of experience beneath their belt.

Currently, the three were simpering and tittering like teenage girls with the hit of their first hormonal puberty. All over the impromptu photoshoot they had taken of Hoseok and Seokjin.

And it was making her head pound harder.

Anya turned away from the three and closed her eyes with acute irritation.

Her devil of a Eagle had been correct in his prediction, although till now, the majority of her frustration came in the form of the absurd behavior of the people in her office when faced by her two hybrids.

Either their reaction was inappropriately exaggerated or maybe staying with her hybrids, knowing them during the transformation of their personality from the timid submissive nature to the jaw droppingly confident men they had become had somehow muted her a little to their impact.

You know the latter is the truth.

Anya knew that just the protection of her status was not going something she was ever going to be satisfied with for her hybrids. She needed them in a defined position in society.

She wanted people to WANT them, so lost in their appeal, that the elite would salivate to see them, call it a privilege if they would be able to talk to them. To achieve that, half the work done was going to need her own prestigious name.

But they were hybrids, created and treated by the humans to use. They were engineered slaves.

Anya needed to overcome the notion. She needed to make people overlook their species, needed them to not want them as slaves. She wanted the society to desire them as partners, as people they would spend their time with.

She wanted to make sure that the wealthy of the world envied her, not because she was their Master, but because she could have them anytime. She wanted her hybrids to be fought over for a second of their attention, the desire they evoked as potential imaginary lovers, not servants.

The way was simple.

In the world of media, the world only consumed what it was fed with.

And she was going to force people to see their appeal, their pontecy. She was going to make them take notice of their power, the arrogant confidence in their eyes. Anya was set to make people madly desire them.

Make the world a raging crazy chaotic mess, lost in lust, over them.

The flagship company Anya and Suhan owned in their conglomerate was of jewellery and hotels. But her empire had other ventures too. Setting apart from the cruises Suhan preferred, both of them owned an exclusive fashion brand, Scionvierra.

This was a brand they both owned collectively, an extremely priceless jewel in their empire.

The clothes of Scionvierra were always high in demand, exquisite and of limited quantity. Neither of them wanted to make this brand into an expanding company, hence they launched the collections in a way that the world would know of its presence, but also be aware that only few pieces would be made.

As such, only the uber rich fought for the rights of claiming the clothes, the brand, a symbol of status and power, proclaiming the wealth of the client and their ability to afford it.

Conveniently, whenever a launch of clothing, or watches had to be unveiled, Anya chose to release the products in the outlets of high end sophisticated fashion magazines, and the fashion film released in every media outlet.

Elite all over the world who wanted to be proclaiming the purchase of her product, and commoners who satisfied themselves by just watching and dreaming about it, all waited in anticipation for the unveil.

She knew, she had a wide audience.

Which was why, she decided to use Jin, Hoseok and Jimin as the male models of the first reveal. Her executive PR had been informed, headed by Adora, they had already spun a seductive angle to the positive outlook needed for the models to be accepted.

By the time they attended the Gala, the first line would already have been revealed. She knew the craze her hybrids could generate with just one look.

Turning back to the giggling and blushing photographers she exhaled in annoyance.

Clearly, she had been right. Too damn right.

Jin and Hoseok had stepped in the office building in their suits, and it felt like people started dropping like flies around them.

The way they strode forward, hardly paying a single attention to any of them, their haughtiness even while they were owned hybrids, had inversely lit a flame of potent sex appeal.

Anya had taken them directly to the place where the test photoshoots had been arranged hoping to start the affair soon.

Was she mistaken at that or not.

Somehow, the dark mesmerizing aura of her unsmiling, handsome hybrids was too much to be dealt with. Both responded with a nod of their head, their eyes dark and coolly surveying everyone.

They were very specific with their demand of not being touched. And demands they were.

With no hint of fear or submissiveness, they behaved as if the attention they were getting was their birthright. Their voice were deep, without any inflection of warmth or humility.

They were aggressively, unapologetically masculine in their presence.

Anya did not even have to make it clear for them not to be disrespected, the pure danger in their eyes made sure that men and women alike melted in ardor and passion for them, taking seconds to act like slaves begging for a scrap of their attention. Or like hormonal teenagers.

She had left them to get the photoshoot completed, after introducing them to Adora, who had been taken aback at first, but quickly adjusted to it.

But still, this buffoonery continues.

"Maam I have never see test shots turn out to be this gorgeous!"

"Take a look! Jin and Hoseok are gods walking among men! Those cheekbones?"

"The eyes? I have been in this business for a long time and never have I ever gotten such results without heavy editing! They both are perfect! PERFECT!"

"You are so lucky to own them. But how do you manage? I almost had a heartattack when he smiled at me!"

"Smile? He smiled? when?"

"It was half smile but definitely there!"

"You are a liar. He did not!"

"They are too potent, too sexy. I fear. For the first time, the models will get more attention than the clothes they are advertising."

"I wanted to ask, Maam, I do believe that the shooting will be even better in my house, the location might be-"

"Oh no. don't make excuses."

"Look at the test shots!"

Anya sighed. She was seriously getting irritated even though she herself wanted the exact result.

"Good day Ladies. Gentleman. I have some affairs to discuss with my sister and we will be proceeding to your studio after that." Suhan, thankfully appeared at her door way.

"Of course!" and the gaggle of jokers were gone.

Anya roughly exhaled and sat down on her chair as her brother shut the door.

"Well, the effect is promising." He murmured.

Anya put her head down in her arms groaning, "I had to deal with women, and I mean grown women swooning on their feet, girls putting on more make up and flirting outrageously with them, staff leaving every single of their assignments to cater to their every need, men trying to chat them up, hybrids looking at them, fashion designers trying to peep in when they changed clothes, more than half of my office madly in love with them, the professional photographers worshipping them and me dealing with this buffoonery!!"

The chair in front of her creaked a little as Suhan sat on it, "In short, they are getting treated just like we usually are."

An involuntary smile bloomed on her face, she looked up at her brother, "Exactly."

With a small smile playing on his lips, Suhan studied the 4 pictures left on the desk, "Jimin will be coming in tomorrow. That effect will be explosive." He murmured as he studied the pictures, "The cold indifference of Seokjin and Hoseok combined with their striking looks is ramping up the fever. Imagine what will happen with Jimin, who knows just what to do, to make the opposite person's desire smolder?"

Anya paused. Then shook her head.

"Nope. Schedule Jimin the day after. I need this circus to calm down a little before adding gasoline in it."

Suhan laughed. He stood up and went to the door, "Do take a look at the pics. I think you need to see what they have become. Staying with them blinds you to just how alluring they have become in their dominance." He winked and left.

She hesitated a little, but picked up Hoseok's shots first.

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Heart beating faster now, she kept staring at the ease and sophistication he displayed. He was deliciously handsome! His attitude set him apart from any given crowd, his charisma making people melt where they stood.

As for Seokjin, Anya picked up the first photo.

She was just lounging with a calm laze, his expression slightly mocking. That self confidence and calm drew anyone towards him.

While the next picture was just the Dark Eagle teasing the world with what they could never have.

But she could. He was hers. Except of course, right now she couldn't.

Anya sighed as she stood up to go join them.

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STUDIO :

Hobi and Jin were seated on the couches with their jackets discarded, their sleeves folded up their forearms, as Hobi drew something on a notepad while Jin leaned back, his eyes tracking Hoseok's hand, advising him a few times on something.

Around them, the staff and different people stared but kept their distance, not bothering them, but hovering like satellites.

Anya smiled. This is exactly what she wanted, just on a larger scale.

Abruptly, both Jin and Hobi raised their head simultaneously to look directly at her, their eyes lasering on her face.

While Hoseok's expression melted in a smile of welcome for her, making him dazzle, Jin's eyes turned even darker as he nonchalantly tugged at his tie, loosening it.

Tracing her figure with insolent eyes, he leaned back further in the couch and bit his lower lip.

Anya felt that little bite deep within her. Jin's challenge had made her hyper aware of him, his every movement eliciting a physical reaction in her.

Judging by the knowing light in his eyes, the Dark Eagle knew it.

Anya steadied herself and gave a little wave in their direction and then proceeded to go talk with Adora over the progress.

While the different people went about to get the set changed again, the photographers and cameraman adjusting the settings with the light, Anya listened with half an ear to what Adora was briefing her with, her attention peripherally fixed on her hybrids.

Suhan called Hobi to talk about something leaving Seokjin on the couch alone.

Even though Anya tried to portray her indifference, somehow, the Eagle was aware of her watching him.

With a challenging smile, he opened the first two buttons of his shirt then nodded towards the two professional photographers, inviting them to sit and chat with him.

The women rushed over, no trace of the apathetic contempt they had been displaying to their own hybrids, helping them a second ago.

Anya watched as Jin charmingly engaged in a conversation with them, brushing his hands through his hair while making a conversation that made both the women laugh and lean forward towards him.

He listened attentively to them, often offering a sly smile or a smirk.

Anya did not need to be a hybrid to know that the poor women's heart would be galloping a mile a minute faced with his sexy devilish smirk.

Adora completed whatever she was telling her and went away, while Anya stood and watched Jin licking his luscious lips slowly as he played with the pen Hobi had left behind, his side profile sculpted and sharp even from the distance.

She watched as women's eyes heavily coveted Jin, as they restlessly rubbed their thighs. She watched them become breathy, their bodies swaying closer and closer to him.

Like a Pied Piper, he played with them, toyed with them just as he wanted to, manipulating the emotion he wanted them to have, inspiring a raging lust in both the women.

Anya knew what he was doing. He was not trying to make her jealous, no. Far from it. The mind games her Eagle played were not that basic.

He was making her see the terrible need those two women progressed to, for him, wanting him. He made her watch their helplessness in coveting something they could never have. Jin was making the desperation of the women's desire clear for her to perceive, clear for her to see the acute painful disappointment in their eyes of not being allowed to touch him, even when they flirted with him.

All because he wanted to highlight one fact.

And it was working.

Anya was getting affected by the dismay in the photographer's eyes at the realization of never being able to kiss the one they so fiercely wanted.

Why?

Because she could.

If she wanted, she could kiss him. Touch him. Hold him.

She did not have the restrictions as they had, because he was hers and hers alone.

That in turn caused a fever pitch of molten lava to flood her veins, the temptation to do just that.

The more she watched the 2 women wanting him, laughing with him while craving him, the more she wanted to act on her OWN lust. Wanted to prove to herself, wanted to be smug about it.

The photographer's regret over not being able to touch a hybrid they fiercely lusted over was inversely making her feel more needy for his touch, needy to stamp her ownership over him.

Which was what Jin wanted.

He was breaking her apart without even touching her.

With great difficulty, she turned away from the sight. Even without coming anywhere near her, Seokjin made an ache of craving run through her body, an uncomfortable heat pulsating between her thighs.

She needed a break, some distraction. Looking towards the refreshment rooms, Anya started her way towards it.

"Anya!" a male voice called her as the person jogged over.

Turning, Anya saw Dan, the son and heir of a house fashion brand smiling and reaching her.

"You look beautiful Anya. Thanks for letting me handle the test photoshoot today. Dad said I need the experience."

Anya politely nodded.

Dan's eyes looked down at her lips, momentarily losing his focus, "When will you think about engaging in dating Anya?" he looked at her again, "All this work with no play is not good for you." Heavily insinuating at a desire for a physical relationship.

Anya still felt an ache from Jin's display.

She really was not in any mood in engaging in any form of witty wordplay.

"You don't need to worry about it." She simply said and turned away, walking towards the refreshment room.

Once inside to find it empty, she grasped the counter with both her hands and bend down to rest her heated forehead on the cool marble. She regulated her breathing for a few minutes then straightened back again.

Finding an unopened small bottle of kiwi and strawberry drink in front of her, she picked it up and unscrewed the cap.

Still trying to calm down a little from her sudden wave of lust, she poured a small amount of the drink in her mouth, wanting to taste it.

Just in that moment, a strong hand clutched her hair at her nape to jerk her head forward in an iron grip. The hand pulled her and turned her around.

The next second an aggressive mouth crashed over her lips, tongue demandingly parting her lips with force.

The person jerked her closer and angled her in a manner, that the drink sloshed in her mouth and poured over the connected lips.

The tongue swirled over hers, sharing the drink, tasting her, swallowing it from her mouth.

Some of it dribbled down to her chin.

Surprised and alarmed at such an intimacy, Anya jerked back to watch the dark eyes of Seokjin burning her up, his lips wet with the drink and her taste as he licked it.

Gaze smoldering and his grip on her hair still firm, Jin tilted his head and trailed his tongue over the liquid trail on her chin, making a hot trail as he licked it from her skin.

Anya shivered helplessly.

Jin pushed her back till her hips backed up on the counter.

"Do you have another dress in your office?" his deep voice whispered.

Anya was badly confused and too damn needy to articulate. She just nodded.

"Good."

Saying that, Seokjin took the bottle of the cool drink from her hand.

Anya closed her eyes as he pressed his lips on her, but parted them. He held her close with the grip on her hair, his firm muscled chest pressed against her, the buttons of his shirt digging in her chest.

Then, he poured the drink slowly over their connected mouths, drinking from the flow that spilled over their lips, streaming down to her dress.

His lips and tongue lashed out, drinking and sipping from her, Anya too indulging in the act, rubbing her tongue with his, sucking at the kiwi with strawberry taste.

The bottle emptied out as Seokjin chucked it away , but pulled her more firmly to him, his lips firmly molding hers.

His teeth bit into the soft cushions, then his tongue laved away the pain, sucking the soft petal in his mouth, before unapologetically thrusting his tongue inside her sweet cavern.

He played with her, tasted her thoroughly, drew her in with the addictive kiss.

Roughly groaning in her mouth he strongly sucked on her tongue before abruptly ending the kiss.

Anya gasped for air and stumbled at the sudden freedom and cold as he stepped back from her.

The kiss had been short, too short. But it jumpstarted the violent lust she had been trying to tamp down.

She opened her eyes to watch him look down at her with a savage need.

She was wildly pulsating, the ache in her mons turning to pain. Her mind was utterly clouded with desire.

She needed more, she was trembling with need.

Blindly she reached out to him.

"Are you giving in?" Jin gritted out.

Yes. Yes, yes, yes, yes, yes. Please!

"N-n-no No." even though she said it, her eyes pleaded with him. She was too out of her mind to function.

Jin closed his eyes at that sight, her state making his chest hurt. He despised himself for refusing her soft entreaty.

Before she could reach him again, he stiffly turned on his spot and went out of the door.

Although just outside of it, Dan was standing with his mouth open and eyes wide, having witnessed the whole scene. Having witnessed, THE untouchable Kim Anya, readily melt into his embrace.

When Jin noticed him, he paused. The fact that the human was openly leering into a private moment with HIS dove lit his irritation.

Jin gave him a cruelly feral grin, making him back away.

"Don't ever let me find you insinuating anything about my Master's private life again" he waited for Dan to take another step back at the darkness he saw in the Eagle's eyes, "Only we have the right to it." referring to the conversation he had overheard.

When the man remained silent, Jin's voice came out icy, "Did you understand?"

Dan was smart enough to recognize danger when he saw it. He vigorously nodded.

"Then get the fuck away from here." He murmured.

At once, Dan turned and ran.

Looking back inside once, Jin saw Anya panting and clutching her own midsection. Her eyes closed as she swallowed a little, trying to settle down.

His eyes softened with regret, "Sorry." He whispered and closed the door to give her some privacy as he went to stand some distance away, guarding the door till she came out.

At a distance, both Hobi and Suhan smiled, "Poor Dan." Suhan chuckled.

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SUHAN :

"Please make yourself comfortable." Suhan said as he pressed the button to shut the automated door closed.

"This room?" Hoseok asked.

Suhan flicked the remote for the lights to power on in maximum capacity. The room held a long conference table with many chairs. The décor warm with a touch of grand with its black walls and warm lights than any other part of the office.

"A sort of Panic room? Call it whatever you prefer. Only me, Anya, Joseph and Peter know of its existence. No one else. Well," he gestured towards them including them in the list.

Jin calmly pulled a chair out and took a seat, "And I suppose the digital code you showed us to get inside is know only by you and Master."

Suhan nodded as he went towards a cabinet at the far end.

Hobi verbalized his realization, "Hence no bugs in here. Absolute privacy."

"Yep."

With some files in hand, Suhan took out a USB from his pocket. Keeping both items on the table, he sat down at last.

"Before you tell us whatever you want, I am curious about what you said to Yoona?" Jin asked, "her absence and replacement outside of Master's office by Adora is noted."

"Ah that." Suhan dismissively waved his hand. "Allow me to recount" he said.

"Yoona?" Suhan had reached the office before Anya had and called her in his PA's room while he was gone.

She never did have much interactions with Suhan, but came to him, a little wary. "You called Mr. Kim."

Suhan had sorrowfully nodded his head and then released a big sigh, "Have you heard of what my sister did to the blue sapphire suppliers?"

Arching a brow she replied, "Who hasn't? Overnight, majority were repudiated from the business world while the remaining few disappeared to save face and reputation. Their lives are completely beyond tatters. While her name was not associated with it, the whole market knows it was her wrath against some acts they committed."

"Do you know of the acts?"

A firm shake of her head. She really was quite the actress.

Suhan had glumly told her, "We got reliable information that those people had somehow gotten illegal claims on the established designs of the past collections in which they had supplied the stones. These designs included the very first ones that Anya had created, the ones that made her start this empire of her own. You should know, you helped her with those."

Yoona had remained quiet for some time. She knew that those were people who were bribed by Lee Dong Wook into withholding the supply for the next batch, making Anya take a hit. Not this.

Hesitating a little, she asked, "Are you sure that your information is reliable? Because getting the claims-"

"Is impossible, right? That is exactly what I thought. Very few people had access to the shares of the liability and faults of that line to start that proceeding. But you know Anya, right? She never works without absolute proof."

Shaking his head Suhan said, "It was so very well crafted, even I was taken aback. It was actually under the veneer of a bribe given to them for some purpose by someone who actually got the backings of our competitors investor and board members of a different upstart company."

Suhan looked at Yoona, "She cried Yoona. She sobbed. She kept repeating that the collection was precious to her because it had been the only collection you had participated in. It was the history of both of you together. You know that she does not care if this company is ruined, she has many different ventures to sustain the loss."

Suhan rubbed his face pretending to be stressed, "Her Hybrids and me banded together, repeatedly telling her that you will not leave her, that you can collaborate on another line again but she was inconsolable."

Suddenly looking at the woman with tears in his eyes Suhan said seriously, "But she loves you too much for her to let go of that line. That revenge? Was because the harm tried to besmirch the memory of you that she treasures."

Standing up he went to clasp her shoulder, "My sister only trusts you Yoona. She blindly trusts you. Will you help me uncover this plot for her?"

Yoona was swallowing hard by then. Doubts started creeping and taking root in her brain. D had assured that only Anya's current line would suffer, but that was not the truth, was it?

Because Anya would never pull such an exaggerated revenge for people who would take bribes. She would have let someone else deal with it.

But the revenge had her personal signature attached to it. Which indicated it was highly personal to her.

Suhan must have been telling the truth.

So if D lied about this, how many more lies had he said?

As for trust and love. Anya had so openly exhibited her emotions in front of her hybrids and Suhan, her brother? Which meant she was just working her way through it, counting on her to wait for her, but what had she done?

She had betrayed her.

Betrayed a person who admitted her love in front of her own brother.

Yoona felt sick.

If she needed to salvage this situation, she needed D gone. In a way that Anya would not know. But first, she needed to do whatever Suhan was telling her to.

"What do you want me to do."

A smile of relief spread on his face, "I knew I could always count on you when it comes to my sister." He gave her a USB, "Here, this contains all the details of the claims I made. First I want you to check for yourself that I am telling you the truth. I would never ask you to do anything without proof."

Yoona bitterly took the USB. That was the difference between them and D. Anya had always made sure to provide evidence of her claims.

"The folder includes the name of all the investors and Board members of the opposing companies that sided with whoever pulled this stunt. You'll find all their weakness and criminal record in it. Once you are certain that I am telling you the truth, I want you to destroy everyone mercilessly. But, remain hidden Yoona. Use the tactics Anya has shown you, I don't want anything to happen to someone my sister loves."

Yoona still trembled hearing that, "I will."

"I am asking you to take a few days off while you do this. Because I fear, we might uncover the name of someone we know, who is behind this. I don't want to agitate my sister about it." he said worryingly.

Yoona needed exactly that. Once she found out that Lee dong wook and D had used her emotions against her, she was going to go after them hard. But she did not want her involvement known.

She placed a comforting hand on Suhan's arm, "It will be done."

"See?" Suhan shrugged, "The links on the USB is made by me and Adora, implicating the companies and people I want gone. Yoona will do that for me." he looked at his manicured nails, "Saves me the time. Then obviously do something stupid like going after Lee dong wook and D."

He bit the corner of the nail, "Obviously she wont be able to do anything but, she herself will be out of our hairs, and both D and Lee will be busy fielding her attacks leaving us with a time period of trying to find out more about them. I have Yoona's phone and laptop cloned, we might get info. Plus, they wont be able to plan any new attacks and the Gala will be successful."

Suhan beamed at them.

Jin and Hoseok remained quiet at the flawless manipulation Suhan weaved, heartlessly taking advantage of the girl's feelings.

"And what will happen to her?" Hobi asked.

Suhan shrugged again, "Well the most likely scenario is that she will end up getting killed by them" waving his hand in the air he dismissed it, "Not our headache."

"She has been with you all for a long time. Anya truly does love her." Jin said.

"So?" Suhan drawled, "She is not my family." He tilted his head, "I don't give a damn about her life."

This. This was the darkness Suhan kept intelligently hidden beneath his jovial nature. Hoseok slowly realized why exactly Suhan had such insight into the darkness they were plagued with.

He, after all, lived with it.

"Now, onto the reason why I brought you here." Suhan passed them the files.

Hoseok and Jin reached out for the two of them. The first one contained 5 names with people that they could not recognize.

The read through the description. The 5 of them had quite a rep sheet, but minor in comparison to the leagues they played in. All had good earning jobs and were single.

The next file contained 38 names with their images and description.

Each and every face was known to them.

Some were their guards, some masters, some doctors while a few scientists. They kept reading.

Every one of them were involved in criminal activities, from the charges of alleged killing of prostitutes to blackmail, extortion, rape and murder. Human trafficking was included too.

They all had one underlying common point. Their association with a club they frequented, a club, owned by Flaker, where he supplied hybrids and human slaves to a particular Mob infrequently.

Suhan spoke, "These are the people who have an idea about your Code. The 5 names of the other file are their friends they shared their suspicions with. Thankfully those friends dismissed it and did not spread it any further."

Jin pushed away the files, "That's all?"

"Not. . . Quite." Suhan plugged in the USB.

The face of a distinguished man came, "He is one of the health ministers of our country. It was he, who partially funded the venture of breeding Unclassified. He kept the names and existence of the Unclassified out of the official books. Michael, Sebastian and Flaker had promised 3 experimental hybrids to him. Currently, he is still waiting for it"

He moved to another person, "This is the Hybrid Scientist the Minister bribed to sanction your birth at another residence. I think he has a fair idea of the project."

Suhan took the USB out, "Good thing is, that they don't know the names, faces or even the number of hybrids. Michael sure did play his cards close to his chest. So that, is one silver lining we can count on."

Pretending not to know anything about this project, Hoseok asked, "What are we going to do?"

"First I need you to confirm if the 28 faces are known by you. Have you seen them?"

"They have used us, yes." Jin deliberately said.

At his reply, Suhan's jaw clenched. He looked down to the USB he had in his hand. Staying quiet, he broke it in two.

"Well, Tonight, I have arranged for them to meet me. I would like if You, Tae, Joon and Yoongi accompany me." Suhan finally said.

"Why am I not included?"

"I will be wearing a visual bug on my button which will be directly connected to an outlet at home." Suhan looked at Hobi, "I ask you to participate from there. Next time, I'll take you if you want to join."

"How did you make them agree to meet with you?"JIn asked. At that, Suhan laughed.

"Oh no, I did not. Flaker did. After it took 13 hours for him to calm down, he was extremely agreeable to do anything as long as I kept him away from my sister"

Chucking the destroyed USB in the direction of the bin, he added, "He video called the 33 men, asking to come meet at a location to get all their money. The greedy bastards agreed. Then he called and asked the Minister and Scientist to collect the hybrids, to prove his sincerity, I wired 10 Million in the offshore Cayman account of the minister. Once he saw the money, he too, agreed."

Hoseok said, "10 Million . . .?"

Suhan dismissed it, "Less than Pocket change."

He continued, "We are meeting the 33 men first at 1 am, then arranged for the minister and scientist to meet us at 2 am. If you agree, we'll leave home at 11 pm and return by 4 am."

"What exactly will we be doing?" Jin knew the answer, but dutifully asked.

Suhan smiled boyishly, "We'll just negotiate to reach the conclusion of the terms in which they accept to never spread information about you. That's all."

Hoseok laughed at that. His lie was so obvious.

"As far as I remember, they are only afraid of your Uncle and someone called shadow. Used to talk about how this Shadow is a truly vicious beast of hell only under your uncle's control, which made your Uncle someone to be feared." Jin swiveled his chair as he talked. "I did not connect these mentions until after Master introduced us to your Uncle."

Suhan sighed, "Nothing. Uncle needed to make his name even more powerful and fear inspiring once he had taken over the entire underground scene. So he propagated this story of some mad assassin called Shadow who killed brutally and had no sense of distinction. He made the stories go wild, spreading rumors that rich, poor, innocent or guilty, no one was safe from him. The police could never capture him but Uncle was the only one could control him. That way people were both in awe and afraid of his status."

Suhan got up, "Think about it, if he leaves no bodies behind, then where the hell do you get that he kills brutally?" Suhan scoffed, "Fear intimidation via Savior worship at the best. It's a good example really."

"We'll be ready." Jin said.

Suhan nodded, "Lock the doors when you leave."

"Master knows?" Hoseok asked.

Suhan nodded again as he went to the door, "We discussed it before telling you." He said truthfully and then exited.

Hobi played with the files, lost in thought, "You'll be killing tonight." He muttered.

A small smile of menace played on Jin's lips, "After what I am putting her through, I need that release."

Hoseok chuckled, "Behind your civility, the darkness that you hide sometimes astounds me Hyung."

Jin's smile grew, "Can you do me a favor? Give me your sketches and return home? Your shoot is finished as it is." He did not look at him.

Hobi swiveled his chair to face him. For a few minutes he kept the silence, then carefully worded what he wanted to say, "Hyung . . . You might break her resolve, but you have to know, if that happens, if you succeed, she wont ever forgive herself."

Jin kept playing with the file he had, Hoseok's words echoing in his mind. But he already knew them. He knew the consequences and as much as he disliked it, he loathed the alternative more.

Pushing back the chair, he tossed the file on the cabinet and headed towards the door, "Let me have your sketches on the way out. Oh, and expect us a little later than usual." And walked out.

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ANYA :

Anya had never used the way of seductive torture before, so she had no defenses against it. although she was openly being effected by the games, she still could understand the masterstrokes Jin played with her.

For the past 5 hours, he had just been sitting in her office with his usual careless disorder of discarded tie, folded sleeves and 3 buttons undone.

In her large spacious office, he had been working on some sketches while browsing through the financials and personal information of a few executives.

In the duration of those 5 hours, he hadn't spoken to her once. Hadn't even looked in her direction.

At first Anya had been on tenterhooks, wondering when or at which second he would initiate his move, but as time passed, Anya realized again, the brilliant cunning of Seokjin.

He was a Master at being patient.

Ever since the drenchingly erotic kiss in the morning, her mind had engraved those moments in its foundations to such an extent that whenever she saw Jin, she was reminded of the forcefully delicious kiss.

Then, the male proceeded to stay in her room, with her in a permanent state of arousal which was maintained by anticipation of his next sensual attack. Her own imaginations and memories were making her weak with lust in his presence while he just physically sat there, inducing it.

Even though he did not lift a finger, yet again, Anya was suffering.

The ache had not abated in the 5 hours that she worked, had just morphed into an uncomfortable pain of desire that was actually discomforting. If this continued, then she would give in immediately if he so much as kissed her.

"Are you sore?"

Anya started badly and looked at him, "Sorry??"

A smile came on his lips at his state, "Your muscles, are they sore? Do you need a massage?"

Anya's eyes became round in shock at the question,

Yes she was sore from being wet and swollen all day long but for him to so casually mention massaging her sore muscles? Was he asking permission to use his fingers on her? How to respond?

Jin contained his humor and asked again, "Last time I had refused, do you want it now?"

Last time? In the music room? When she had asked him to take her and lose his control?

Jin suppressed his laugh at the scandalized and excited expression her face, her cheeks becoming a beautiful shade of red.

"I mean your shoulders Master. Last time in the office, Yoona was giving you a massage and I backed out."

Huh? Where did shoulder-

OH! Oh! Sore muscles! Shoulder! Massage!

"Oh my god you have completely lost it" she muttered to herself, mortified at her line of thoughts.

Long fingers touched her shoulders and she jumped up. The hands pressed her down as his lips came near her ears, "So jumpy." He teased as he carefully began kneading her tense shoulder.

Anya breathed in his musk and dark chocolate fragrance, each breath inflaming her embers, "So surprised." She shot back sarcastically.

Jin moved his fingers and continued the massage.

Licking her lips once, she decided to go home. There was no point in working anyways, she did not understand majority of what she had done.

She closed the speadsheets.

"Done so soon?" Jin softly asked, his fingers working magic on her.

"I just need to give the selections I liked to the head photographer and we can go home. Let go."

"No."

Jin's hand encircles her throat as he bent down.

A knock sounded on the door, Suhan's cruise lawyer announcing his name.

Jin did not move away.

Sighing, Anya bid the person to come in. The lawyer jerked on spot, seeing the tall hybrid crouched low and pressed so close to a woman that the world desired but could not touch.

Jin's eyes clashed with the lawyer as he placed an open mouthed kiss on her neck, his hand momentarily tightening on her neck and then he let go.

Calmly, he rounded the table to go sit on his spot, wrapping up his work and closing the laptop as he wore his suit jacket again.

The lawyer kept looking at him in wonder and jealousy. He could not believe his eyes! that hybrid could do whatever he wanted with Kim Anya? And Anya, the girl who could have anyone in the world, allowed a hybrid such rights over herself?

"If you are being paid to gape like a fish then I think I need to have a word with Suhan's committee and HR for overspending asset money on incompetent fools like you." Anya silkily said.

The lawyer snapped up straight, "N-no no. just, needed to give you these documents to be studied by Suhan. He left, so I thought I will give it to you. I apologize." He blurted out in a rush, bowed twice, then rushed out.

Collecting the files, Anya sighed "Why did you do that?"

"His heart was beating fast and his scent was becoming thicker while he stood outside the door. He wants you."

Casually, he shrugged back his jacket, "Why? Do you find my behavior repulsive?"

"Tad Neanderthalic." Anya corrected.

"Imprinting brings with it the impulse of being possessive. I thought you accepted it."

"No, you are possessive in your own right. Imprinting has nothing to do with it." Anya straightened the light sheath dress she had changed into. She picked up the folder having her selections.

Jin opened the door and kept it ajar for her to pass through, "You love it."

"Most of the times." Anya said as she crossed the threshold. He fell in step with her as they went to the elevator, waiting for it.

"All the time, Master. And that is a fact, my animal and Vrȃg knows too."

"Huh?"

Jin lifted his hands to caress her cheeks, his touch gentle, "I figured out the reason why your hypnotic trigger worked while Sebastian or anyone else's will fail."

The lift announced its presence and Anya smiled at him as she went inside, "I knew you'd figure it out. See, there is a good chance this will work."

"I am not leaving things on chance."

Anya pressed the required floor. She was literally at a loss as to how to get out of this bind. Jin stood close behind her, not touching, but his heat and scent made the few minutes spent inside the boxed cage seem unbearably long.

She had thought he would have done something, but the door opened at the requested floor.

Once at home, she would be able to escape him. Steadying herself with that thought, she walked forward towards the room allocated to the worker, Jin wordlessly following behind her.

They went in the partition from the cubicles to enter an empty room.

"Wasn't she supposed to be here till 8? Went home an hour early?" Anya muttered as she kept the folder on the desk and looked for a pen to write a note.

Finding it, she started writing her instructions when Jin bodily pulled her from her place.

"Wha-"

Only to find herself being pushed inside the small file closet in the room. Jin pushed her inside, entered it himself and shut the door sealing them in the dark cramped place. Surrounded by racks of files, the middle held just enough space for the two of them to stand without touching each other.

"What are you-"

Jin placed a finger on her lips. "Listen."

Anya strained her ears, and heard the sound of the photographer coming back.

Looking outraged, she went to open the door but was gently pushed back again, "Listen!" he said again.

"AH! Yes, crawl up to me! remove your clothes right now! Yes!"

Eyes widening at the woman's command, Anya kept quiet as the sounds outside continued.

"Come here, right here. Yes lick me. Ahh lick me yes, just like that, yes!"

She was having sex with her hybrid in the office????? Who did that????

Anger exploded inside of her. And why the hell was she, the owner of the building hiding in a file closet to accommodate the inappropriate sexual life of her temporary employee??

Anya extended her hand to burst through and give that female a piece of her mind when large fingers encircled her extended wrist.

She paused, her stomach cramping a little. She was here, because her hybrid wanted to be here. Thinking about it, his superior auditory senses must have picked up on the approaching pair long before he acted. He understood what they were doing, and waited till they were almost close, when he got them both here.

He wanted to be trapped in darkness with her while they could hear a human and her slave hybrid have sex.

A shiver started in her body as she tugged at her hand, wanting him to release it.

Surprisingly, He did.

"Oh yes! Yes! If only you were Seokjin! God I wish to hell he would fuck me! keep licking mmmhh"

Anya and Jin stood still as the sounds continued. She backed up slowly till she was pressed tightly against the racks, which dug into her back. Jin did not move an inch. Of what she could make out in the darkness, his eyes remained fixed on her. He watched her, consumed her.

Heartbeat fastening, she grasped the rack behind her, clenching her palm hard on it, anchoring herself.

"Ah fuck yes your tongue, lick my clit, suck it! suck it!"

The woman moaned while a wet sound of slurping could be heard.

"Yes, Jin, yes, oh yes" She moaned, imagining her lover to be the hybrid who stood before Anya.

A sound of someone hitting the floor came, "I need to fuck, listen Filth. Get on top of me and fuck me hard, but don't make a single sound. Keep fucking me till I tell you to stop, or else you'll get no food for two days. SPEAK!"

"Yes master." A timid male voice.

"Ah yes, oooh yes, sink that in my pussy, right there Jin yeah, Fuck me! fuck me Jin! God I want you you aaah yes"

Anya shut her eyes. The constant sound of flesh slapping on flesh, the wet sound of them having sex while the woman fantasized about the Eagle who was watching her with unbound hunger was too much for her to handle.

That was when she felt Jin move.

He came closer to her, until he stood flush against her. Anya started trembling with the force she was holding herself back with. Her knuckles turned white as she held on to the rack for her life.

"JIN! Oh Please HARDER!"

Jin took the last step towards her as they both heard the frantic voice of the woman outside.

His body was pressed up completely against her, the suit buttons hurting her sensitive breasts, his belt buckle digging painfully in her soft stomach.

Jin lifted both his hands and placed them beside her, caging her body in the utter darkness. He bent his head till their lips were separated by centimeters. He completely cocooned her, overwhelming her with his aggressive presence.

She felt his warm breaths falling on her lips, she could nearly taste him as she licked her dry lips. They were meshed as one body in the darkness, intimately breathing in the same air.

"Fuck me harder! Yes! Bite me, bite my breasts, Aah Just like-ah Jin yes! Yes!"

The sounds of slapping increased in pace, as Anya shivered within the cage Jin had made, wanting him to kiss her, needing him to stay away.

His hard length was pushing against her lower abdomen. He was large.

A bead of sweat rolled down her spine. Her thighs, were beyond a sticky mess. She was losing her mind.

"Listen to her dreaming about me." His husky voice assaulted her frazzled mind, "Hear her desperation for me."

She was hearing it, she could not escape the constant moans.

Jin touched his lips to her, barely "She cant have me. But you can. Right now, if you want." His breath moistened her lips, his sliding over hers as he spoke.

He let go of the racks and placed his hands on her waist, rubbing her sides. Then tightened his hold, digging his fingers in her flesh.

His tongue licked her lower lips a little, wetting it, "I am here to cater to your every need." His dark whisper slid over her skin like warm wax. Painful at first but addictive.

His hands shaped her frame and moved behind to pull her bum tighter to his hardness.

"Stroke me faster! Harder! Thrust in harder! Jin yes! Yes! I am close!"

A strong electric jolt sparked, deep in her belly, her core weeping due to its emptiness.

Jin moved his lips to her ears, rubbing a little against her, "I will capture every single of your moans in my mouth. I'll be gentle."

"I don't crave gentle" The words were out before she could stop herself.

Jin paused only for a second, but then roughly thrust his knees between her legs, pressing it on her, he rubbed it on her soft swollen core.

"Good. Neither do i." he grasped her hair and pulled it hard, making her gasp.

He rained hot kisses down the column of her throat, "Hear that? That is pathetic. I will fuck you harder than that. She is still able to talk. Trust me, you wont be able to."

Anya started struggling then, not sure if she wanted to escape or jump on him.

"Don't you want it? Can you imagine it? I'll make the bed rattle with the power with which I will thrust inside. You will lay there defenseless, taking each stroke." His voice was like a devil whispering the temptations to sin, "But you will be the one to hold that power over me. My Master, someone who can do with me, whatever she wishes to."

Jin enveloped her body in his suffocatingly heated embrace, dulling her senses, surrounding her with just himself.

He made her rub harder against his knee, his trouser slowly getting wet, his mouth, hot on her neck "Your scent" he groaned, the sound punching through her, "Imagine it. Anytime you ask, I'll strip. I'll drink from your essence, licking you just the right way to keep you coming for hours."

The moans got louder in the next room, the woman frantic in her chase to her climax while Anya felt a fire that could not be quenched.

A needy pain that did not abate. All she could feel was Jin but her body was screaming, wailing for relief.

His breath fell on the sensitive spot below her ears , "Don't you want it? Me sucking your pretty red nipples? Laving on them until they become pebbles. I'll bite them, even if you stop me, I will bite them hard. That pain, I want to give you. I want to brand you with it."

Anya slowly let go of the rack, she searched for his lips, moving her own body against him.

"Will you let me? will you allow me to take you that hard? Will you lay there and not stop me when I fuck you hard enough to hurt? Or will you want to ride me? Take me, Use me because I am yours?"

'Please Jin, please. Please." Anya begged, almost crying.

Behind them, the woman screamed out her orgasm, chanting Jin's name.

"Why are you not taking what is yours? Command me right now and I will obey. Whatever you want."

"Kiss me, please, please take me." Anya was out of her mind in the insane desire, having no idea what she was saying. She just wanted relief from the pain her arousal was twisting her body in.

She felt his hard triumphant smile.

"Yes, Master." He breathed and then smashed his lips on her, taking her in a rough lust that made her understand just how much he was holding back.

He moved back just a bit to remove his jacket, "The day you came to see me in the cage to buy me, since then. Since then I wanted you under me" he ripped all of his buttons at once and pulled her to him again, his mouth biting down her neck, going further down.

The day she saw her in the cage . . .

"You are looking to buy multiple hybrids, please buy us. Me, Yoongi and our 5 friends."

"Thank you Master! We will do our best to serve you. I promise you, you will never regret this decision."

That sweet trust. That joy. Her promise to make sure they would be free.

"Stop." Her voice was barely audible and shaky.

But Jin heard it.

It was a testament to the will power of an imprint bonded hybrid with his human, that he stilled.

Panting just as hard as her, his lips over her collarbone, his tongue lazily licking her, his hand still around her, but his hold gentled.

Anya whimpered, "Please just take this game away Jin. Please. I am in pain, I am hurting Jin." She drew in a breath shakily, shivering, "But I still cant let you win. Not this. Please. Please, I am begging you."

Due to his gentle hold, Anya dropped down to her knees, her hands wrapped around his feet, "Please, please Jin. Take me, I need it but not at the cost of your collar."

Jin jumped back, her begging and falling at his feet more effective than a lake of ice submerging his body.

Quickly he picked her up.

"NEVER BEG TO ME! NEVER IN YOUR LIFE REPEAT WHAT YOU DID RIGHT NOW." He shouted at her face, his body twisting and cramping in disgust.

Disgust at what he made his Master do. He fucking made her degrade herself by prostrating herself at her feet!

"Jin please, help me." her desire still ran thick, her weak self not knowing what to do.

After all, Jin thought acerbically, a sex slave was taking advantage of a virgin.

The pair had long gone from the room which was empty.

Jin turned and strode out of the closet, Anya wilting on the floor, her body not in her control.

Outside in the room, he sagged against the wall, sliding down on the floor to bend his head over his knees.

He heard her whimpers of trying to make herself steady as he humorlessly laughed. He was someone who had pleasured countless people, but the woman that owned his heart, the woman for whom he was born, her, he manipulated and played games with.

His Vrȃg was agitated, screaming and clawing to get to surface.

Want her, need her! Bite her! Blood!

This was exactly why he was doing what he was. The Vrȃg was too dangerous.

He sat there, outside of the closet, alert and waiting for his Master to calm down. Knowing that it was either his collar, or her having to toughen up. If she were to win, then this had to be her training.

A virgin's training against the sexual potency of him, of them. She had to become stronger.

The middle road would only lead to tears.

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THE HOUSE

12 AM :

ANYA :

They had left the house. Suhan had informed her via a message. The plan was solid plus it was her brother. Anya knew as long as he was there, not a single thing could go wrong.

She did not agree with his methods, but had learnt the necessity of it. More than that, had recognized his nature, accepted it.

The ride in the car had been silent, Jin trying to give her a sense of distance, for her own peace of mind.

Even though he had been quiet, his body had been angled protectively over her.

Penetrating her irritation, she had to hide her smile.

He himself did not like what was happening, he hated how he left her, but Anya understood how much of his own need to protect her ran stronger than the lust he had.

The emotion behind this push and pull game of sensual torture was pure love. Hers for not wanting him to die in suffocation of his psyche, his to protect her from his darkest part.

The method chosen although had been sexual, nothing in its intent triumphed the genuine emotion that bound them together with a red string.

Still, after returning home, Anya had isolated herself, while the pack and Suhan had been planning the action. She had peeped around the curtains to watch them.

Seokjin was sitting in a blue top, his dark hair brushed back. Someone may have asked him a simple thing and he responded by nodding his head.

That simple gesture had made her feet glued to the ground, lost in the beauty that he so effortlessly emitted.

Jin was just too formidable, using his calm confidence to silence her with just one look. The worldly air around him always encouraged her to depend on him, to let him shoulder her worries.

Even in a simple and casual environment, he looked too perfectly handsome. His brutally sensual features, a sharp assault to her senses.

Understanding that she was too inexperienced to handle it, she had gone to her room and locked her doors.

Midnight made her realize that she had to end the proposal, it was not something that could be drawn out for long.

A sound caused her to look at the glass doors leading to the balcony.

There, a huge black panther was vertically slopped on the glass door, his body and face flattened on the glass. His hands were raised above his head as it mournfully wiggled on the glass, wanting attention from her.

His breaths fogged up the glass, from which we wiggled again and shifted, the same situation happening again. He at last started licking the glass every time it fogged up, but then, peered around to see her without being blurry.

A few tries later, he sadly mewled, giving up.

He was adorable! Adorable! More than adorable!

Anya laughed as she went to open the door. Seeing her coming closer, the panther started chuffing happily, jumping and dancing a little at the easy admittance.

As soon as the door was opened, he pounced on her, twisting his body so that he fell on the floor, with her grasped over him.

Once on the floor, he yipped in happiness and playfully licked her chin.

"Someone is happy to see me" Anya laughed again and booped his small damp nose, then rubbed him between his eyes.

He instantly closed his eyes, letting out another chuff.

They stayed that way for sometime, the girl contently snuggled up to the Panther, who purred a little like a kitten, getting adored by his human.

"Okay big fella, I gotta sleep." She leaned in to kiss his soft fur and then got up.

The yes of the panther followed her anxiously.

Anya flopped down on her bed, needing the oblivion sleep would provide her.

"The night of the dinner party that you hosted for Han and Jennifer? You looked beautiful that night." Jungkook's voice came from beside her.

Anya sleepily smiled.

"When Yoongi and Taehyung Hyung went away, Suhan burst out in irritation and you sagged in your chair. While the hybrids of both invited females remained kneeling on the ground, We stood up. It felt like we were all play acting, hell we were."

Jungkook sat beside the bed.

"And I came to hug you. You melted in my arms while I realized what you actually mean to me. How you had taken my broken self and helped me becoming the person I am."

"Thank you." Anya said.

"No, you don't understand. That was the exact moment I completed my imprinting bond with you."

Anya turned over and then sat up

Jungkook smiled. He had worn a bathrobe.

"That night, when the bear hybrid kissed you, I had Just completed my bond. It was too fresh. My anger in retaliation was normal, But Master, I had calmed down as soon as you went away. I had regained myself."

"What?"

"I was not impatient when I went to the living room ahead to others, nor did I have any intention of hurting you. I was trying to find you to help you, to maybe take you away from the cottage."

Anya placed a hand on his chest, "Hang on. What are you saying? You were not present then Jungkook, your Vrȃg was."

Jungkook placed his own hand above her, "No Master." He said.

Anya opened her mouth to argue when suddenly, she saw the black rapidly spreading in his eyes. in a blink of an eyes, black lines spread from his chest, swiftly spreading on his neck and face.

But the lines did not merge to become black on one side. the lines remained like vines, his one side covered in the marking.

Anya held still.

"I was present. So was my Vrȃg." his voice made Anya flinch back, the multiple notes of demon like tone still making her feel raw.

At once, the lines disappeared, his eyes returning back to normal.

Between Jin and now his adored little brother, my poor heart will give out before I turn 40.

"Ah. Very . . . interesting." She said in a pleasant tone, her heart competing with the record of a hummingbird's wing flaps.

Jungkook gave her a dazzling smile, "I am an exception although. My Vrȃg never was agitated."

"Sorry?"

Jungkook nodded, "It seemed like my Vrȃg just slept, or was dormant. It slowly started waking up when we transformed, and then completely woke up the day you made me watch you getting whipped.

But my Vrȃg adored you right since the beginning. And I think it is because of that incident."

"Whoa whoa whoa! Hold on, you are moving to fast."

Anya tried to go back, "Your Vrȃg is calm?"

"Not at all."

She tried again, "Your Vrȃg is not that dangerous?"

Jungkook winced, "when the staff become noisy, it wants to slash their throats to hear the gurgles of their blood as they choke and die in it. So umm, no?"

Anya stared at him.

Jungkook let out another awkward laugh, "Not always though. Sometimes it just wants to drown them in the pool."

Anya blinked.

"To you know, shut them up. It thinks if they are dead, they wont talk, if they don't talk, it wont be irritated." His voice had a desperation to it.

"Riiiight." She said haltingly.

"But it listens to me. Always." He said in a bright voice.

Curious. "Why?"

Jungkook became serious again, "My Vrȃg adores you more than it does me. But it knows that only I can get it close to you. It knows that its actions are something you don't like, so if it takes decisions, chances are you would leave. So it always abides by what I do, to keep you near."

"Why?"

"On top of imprinting, it considers you his Master."

Ah. The elusive solution to the problem that could never be forced or manipulated.

"Why? Was there something specific?"

Jungkook urged her to lie down again. Once she did he quickly discarded his robe and slid inside with her. Spooning her, he settled behind her.

"I usually did not talk at all. Even to my hyungs. Before auction. Do you know the first time I voluntarily asked for a wish just for myself?"

She shook her head.

"Our first night with you, I was still a perfectly conditioned slave. I was sanguine of my position in the world. But I hated the darkness, it suffocated me. so when you asked if we wanted any lamp, I blurted out that I did not like the dark. You instantly made sure to switch on a lamp."

Anya remembered it. it felt ages ago.

"That was the time I fell in love with you. Maybe the love is violent and sweet, maybe my needs are an anomaly to the definition, but I love you. My Vrȃg, I think, responded to that."

The conclusion was obvious to Anya. Each Vrȃg was different.

"Can you communicate with other Vrȃgs?"

"Yes."

Anya stored that information for later, "What about me. what does the Vrȃg want to do with me?"

His hands slid on her midsection, pulling her to him. One leg was thrown over hers. Even after that, he hesitated.

Sighing a little he replied, "Please don't ask me that. Know that it is in no way pretty. You were right in assuming that their innocence is tainted by the depravity they were surrounded with. Normal is 100 bars below reality for it."

Anya snuggled in deeper, "One instance?"

Jungkook kissed the back of her head, "It wanted to bathe you in the blood from the separated sliced head of the bear hybrid."

"Yes you were right, I should not ask."

Jungkook laughed. Then said, "I agree with it."

"Kookie-"

He tightened his arms, "Don't worry. I would never have let a single drop of blood despoil you. I would have been content to cleave his head from his body. Especially with a dull knife. So it took longer as I sliced through his flesh with the arteries rupturing and-"

"OH MY GOD STOP YOU BLOODTHRISTY DEXTER"

Jungkook stooped and kissed her again, breathing in her comforting scent, "It would be better for him to never appear in front of me." he whispered.

And I am happily and contentedly lying in his arms, ready to fall asleep.

"At least my desire for him is better than Joon, Jin, Jimin and Hobi hyung."

Anya asked something different, "Yoongi and Taehyung weren't that bothered?"

"No, they simply wanted to eat him alive in their animal form"

If I want to sleep, and not have further nightmares, it would be a prudent decision to stop asking him any questions.

Anya closed her eyes and snuggled a little more, finding the perfect fit. Jungkook's palm cupped the heavy weight of her breasts as he more securely pulled her to him and then became still.

Anya was on the verge of sleep when Jungkook spoke in a low voice.

"Namjoon hyung is the one we follow, you must have seen it? His decisions are our guideline. So it may actually come as a surprise that we never speak against Jin Hyung? Since the time we were kids, every one of us remember Jin hyung taking care of us, in ways that still now, we are unable to grasp. Whether it was a simple hug, or a joke, something to make us laugh. Whether it was the confidence that no matter how quietly I weep, there will be one person who would hear it, who would come to soothe me. He kept us together Master, since he was as young as we were."

"You saw the video, but let me tell you the truth. Most of the blood was from Jin Hyung. He was in a worse shape than Namjoon Hyung, but he did not cry. Like Jimin Hyung, he never allowed us to see his distress, but he wept silently. Always when we went to sleep.

The protective instinct in him has become so strong, that even if this challenge hurts you in a way in which we would like to serve, he will not relent. Because he is right. The Vrȃg can seriously hurt you, or accidentally kill."

"Why are you telling me this?"

A silence.

"Defeat him Master. In his heart, he is hoping that you will."

Anya turned around to face him.

Jungkook nodded, "He craves what you are giving him. He wants to stand proud beside you and claim you are his own, just like we all want. But the threat is real. He will try his best to win, he will not back down, but with every action he takes, his heart will falter.

And with every turn you win, his darkness will recede."

That put a different perspective to her, "His darkness is . . . it is"

"Immense. He hides it well."

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WAREHOUSE:

HYBRIDS :

Taehyung cracked his neck as he waited in the shadows of the warehouse they had selected. On the floor below him, all 33 men were gathered, talking amongst themselves.

His eyes vacantly traced the 28 faces he knew, the 28 faces that had infected his past with such a rot, that its stench reached out past from its time to the woman he loved. His blood boiled with hatred over it.

It had taken 2 hours to reach this place far away from the heart of the city they lived in. Once they had come, Suhan had quickly asked them to find positions to hide in, giving them a small satchel, asking them not to open it before the right time.

When Yoongi had asked him to explain the things, he had given him a roguish smile, "I do things differently than my sister. I will not be giving you instructions before an event, we'll talk after its over.

The only thing I ask is for you to have fun. Its just me here. No one else." Winking at them, he had left the warehouse.

Something about him had been drastically different too. In his black shirt and black suit, Suhan looked a . . . unbound.

The edge he had was seen in his eyes, his expression dancing on the blade of . . . Threatening.

It was a different side of him.

When the humans had started showing up, the four of them had retreated in the shadows, waiting.

When Tae closed his eyes, his the sight of his princess screaming and hurting over the damn video had burned itself on his lids. He opened his eyes and clenched his teeth.

The Vrȃg inside of him stirred at the disturbance.

Want red. Want lifeless clouded eyes. Need broken bones. Kill people who made bonded cry.

A savage smile spread on his face as the black in his eyes spread a little. For once, Taehyung was in absolute agreement with his Vrȃg.

"Good evening Gentlemen. Forgive me for the inappropriate term of greeting, but I feel the darkness it still too nascent to be termed night."

Suhan stepped inside the warehouse alone, two briefcases in his hands.

"What the hell?? Where is Flaker??"

A few men positioned their hands on their hidden weapon.

Suhan smiled charmingly, not in the slight bit upset or afraid as he placed the briefcases on the table, "Before any of you trigger happy people make a mistake-" Suhan opened both suitcases with a flourish, the cash in them stopping every word of protest.

Chucking, he drew out a chair and sat on it, "So, may I explain?"

One by one, all the men sat down on the chairs or any item the could find.

"Flaker is as of now . . . Indisposed. But, he was supposed to explain to me about the hybrids my sister has bought. Ah! So forgetful of me, I forgot to introduce myself. I am Kim Suhan."

The name sent a ripple of recognition among every person, each of whom sat up straighter.

"As I was saying, I need to know more about the hybrids my sister has, and Flaker was . . . evasive. My Uncle got tired of him and before I could coax more out of him . . . lets just say his brain seeped out of a hole in his skull which is rather . . . inconvenient for me."

The careless way he painted the violent scene as a normal daily life day for him, made a frisson of fear skitter around the room.

"I got your names from him though, before he died, fortunately. I believe he had arranged to meet you? So here is the deal, tell me all you can about the hybrids, and take the money. If the cash empties out, I'll transfer more funds to you." Spreading his hands he smiled, "See? Efficient and clean."

After a silence of pure disbelief, a brave person asked a question. One of the scientist, "May we inquire as to why you suddenly want to know more about the hybrids?"

The smile vanished from his face as Suhan stared at the man with a dark expression. "Why? Because I want that slutty bitch of my sister dead." His voice held a deep anger.

Against his will, Yoongi was impressed, "He is good." He whispered in a tone low enough that only hybrids in the building would have heard him.

Suhan continued darkly, "That cunt keeps me on her leash, my trust fund, my company, my bank account. Same with my Uncle. She taunts me with her superiority at every fucking turn. Not a single word out of her whore mouth carries a shred of respect or warmth for me. I have had enough of her enjoying my humiliation. I want her gone. And those pathetic hybrids can help."

Joon nodded, "Damn, even I almost believe him"

"How much do you wanna bet that Jimin must be screaming in the house, he can do this too?" Tae whispered.

"No dice. I know he is. That Cobra is extremely predictable." Jin muttered back.

Shaking his head again, Suhan spoke, "Will you help?"

"How much for us all?"

"1 million each if you can all tell me the best. If you exceed my expectations, then I'll add 3 more million, provided I will first authenticate you answers. Do understand my position."

The humans licked their lips, "Man this is too good to be true."

"I am desperate." Suhan said.

That was when one of the scientist spoke up. One by one each person spoke about what they knew, slowly turning it into a discussion. All the information were inaccurate but a few touched the truth. Slyly, Suhan probed about the opinions their friends or family gave on it, rechecking if any other person was told about it.

Their talks also made it evident of their hideous involvement in human trafficking of little girls and the ways they had loved torturing the seven hybrids in all and every way, enjoying their blood, loving the tears and cries they had elicited while working with Flaker and Sebastian. They were chuckling over who made which hybrid scream the hardest, who was the one who had raped the most.

After 10 minutes, it was clear that these people were the end of the line. This information regarding the anomaly of their Codes had not exceeded the circle of 33 men, them being the only people partially knowing the truth.

Evaluation completed, Suhan silently shut the cases while the discussion raged on. He lifted his hands in a fist.

On that signal, the doors of the warehouse was slammed shut from the outside.

Everyone paused.

"Whats that?" some stood up.

Suhan kept sitting down, a small smile playing on his lips, "Must have been the wind."

"okay that's more than you need, give us the money."

"Of course." Suhan threw the case towards the person, "Will you distribute it?"

"What about the 3 million?"

Suhan looked at him, "Let me recheck what you said. These cases have 33 million in them."

A man stood up, "33 million in these 2 cases??" he scoffed.

A dark chuckle, "That obvious huh?"

Before anyone could respond, Suhan drew his gun and shot the 5 people in quick succession who had guns of their own, he pulled a thin person in front of him as he used his startled state to his advantage, using his body like a shield against the bullets coming his way.

The 5 people he had shot fell dead while his shield suffered multiple bullet wounds.

The rest of the folks including the ones who had guns had dispersed throughout the ware house by then. Few attacked Suhan, who withdrew a knife and let the dead man go.

Simultaneously shooting the men he ducked under a former guard and then in swift series, stabbed the man 4 times in his neck, moving on to the next man.

Just once, he shouted, "Enjoy."

Taehyung's smile grew as the black lines spread.

The men suddenly found themselves being taken in the shadows, bodies dropping like flies around them.

In a speed quicker than normal, corpses piled up. Some with slashed throat some with missing eyes. multiple stabs were stocked up on one body, some dying due to cracked skull.

The warehouse turned into a house of death, men screaming and banging against the doors, desperate to get out.

When only 10 men were left, all activities stopped. The shadows became quiet for them, pin drop silence across the location. Suhan seemed to have vanished in thin air.

"Whats going on???" one man cried.

"Are there ghosts here??"

"Look at the case! Lets take the briefcase!"

4 men ran towards the cases filled with money sitting untouched on the table. As they neared it, 4 shot rang out. A microsecond later, their bodies heavily fell.

The rest 6 started screaming hysterically when they saw a lone figure walking slowly towards them.

The figure was clothed in a suit, his tall silhouette and lean build making the men squint. When he was close enough, they paled.

Jin did not waste any time, He swiftly dispatched 5 of them, grasping their necks and making a strong clean twist. The horrible sound of breaking of bones echoed through the deserted place.

"Damn, that takes some strength of the wrist." Suhan said admiringly as he came out.

"Don't inflate his ego anymore." Yoongi sighed.

"Hello human, I remember you." Taehyung greeted the last standing man who was whimpering and crying, "You used to love to break bones while abusing us, right?"

"No Tae, that's the one lying dead beside him" Joon drawled, "This one liked metal whips and spiked bats."

"Really?" Suhan closed in.

The hybrids and Suhan were toying with him.

Taehyung sat down a little distance away, "You were the one who recorded the session Flaker had with the hammer and chisel, weren't you? In fact you supplied the instruments." Tilting his head he looked darkly at him , "Did you know, you made my Master cry? Now-WHAT THE FUCK I WAS TALKING!!!!!!"

Jin had reached down to snap his neck, the cracking of the bone loud.

He stood up straight and looked at Taehyung, "You were boring me."

He scratched his side, completely at ease and cool, even after having killed. That composed aura hid his violence in a way that Tae too shut up. Jin was lethal, because he was that calm.

Joon, Tae and Yoongi's eyes and skin showed the evidence of the Vrȃg taking part in the hunt too, their temporary merge, making the kills easires, more enjoyable for the three.

Jin however was devoid of any black lines. His kills, his brutality was his alone, not his Vrȃg.

Suhan went forward and knocked on the door thrice, pausing for two seconds, he knocked twice again.

Immediately the door opened, and a crew of 20 people swarmed in with various equipments. The eldest among them shook Suhan's hand.

"We'll be done in an hour."

"Take your time, our next appointment is in a different location."

These were the men of his Uncle, or the mob. Professional cleaners. By the time they would be finished, not a single trace of any DNA would be present on the scene. Neither would be any trace of the dead bodies.

"We have half an hour left, lets move. We'll talk on the way." Suhan said.

"The cases?" Joon asked.

"Part of the crew's payment."

They left the warehouse, turning to walk towards a deserted road. Suhan stopped near the edge and handed them 4 pairs of shoes, "We'll be playing by the rulebook for this one. Even though my plan is solid, precautions need to be followed. These shoes are few sizes bigger than your actual size, put them on and then cover it with these plastics foot covers. Lets not leave any footprints. Even though we are going to go via an alternate route that no one will check, still, I like to cover my bases."

As the four hybrids changed their shoes, Suhan casually took a small bag pack.

Jin looked at him. Without any preamble be stated, "You are Shadow."

At first he remained still, then his face broke into a smile, "Perceptive."

Taehyung was done first, "And Master has no problem with this?" that question made the rest three hybrid's ears perk up too.

Suhan waited till they were all ready, and then picked a trail through a forest area. He easily navigated in the dark.

"Anya and I were always different. Arissa likes to joke that I am more like Joseph while Anya is more like her. To me, my pride, my happiness, my life is my family. That family are the people we live with, my circle does not include anyone else."

Suhan made sure not to trample of plants but on grass, "Unlike my sister, I rather prefer killing anyone who dares to harm my family, my darkness plagued me since childhood. I don't like to kill, but growing up surrounded by mob, it got exaggerated.

This is usually why I let Nya handle things her way, while I provide support. When certain situations are beyond her sphere of principles, I step in. That happens infrequently, but yes."

"And she is okay with it?"

Suhan took some time to answer, "She had two conditions for me. One, I should master it in a way that I am never harmed or caught. Two, any life I take, should never be innocent. Thankfully people who do vile things against us usually are never pure.

As for if she is okay, Nya has always accepted my darkness. She understands me. Which is why she asked me to bring you."

"Our Vrȃg. simply put, its physical manifestation is you." Jin stated.

While Anya was above the level of a Vrȃg.

Nodding, Suhan kept guiding them, "Nya will not bind you in her rules or force her principle down your throat. Your Vrȃg needs to feel that their nature or instincts is not being strangled. As long as they know they can take my route, provided, the two conditions remain the same, they will be willing to relax and cut back on agitating against anything they are being taught."

"Meaning?"

"Meaning, you can choose. In any given situation, you can choose to proceed in Anya's way or mine. We will be making sure you are proficient in both.

And Tae? See? Just because you are dark, will not mean you are bad. I need for you to understand that. Impulses, desires, dark or light can be controlled."

They reached a clearing, where a remote house was present.

"How will you proceed with the Minister?"

"The body you mean? I'll leave it here. His level is bound to be thoroughly investigated, I cant write it off as a disappearance. So I will build the case for them. Relax, this is easy. Its Flaker who is giving me a headache."

Yoongi saw a car arriving, "Why?"

Suhan too noticed it. he waited till the three occupants of the car made their way to the house, "I still need to question him about D, and Michael's digilock password, rest all he has provided us with. No doubt he will say it without hesitation, but his body disposal is what I am worried for."

Joon asked, "Can your Uncle not take care of it?"

Shaking his head, Suhan answered, "First Sebastian, then Flaker. Uncle will get curious about the trainers and out of boredom may think to dig info about you. I don't want him learning about your Codes. I cant risk it. And I cant just throw his body anywhere without some sort of rogue proof being left behind. I need him gone in a way not a single trace can be found, but without evidence. Still working on that."

He looked at Jin, "Seeing you are the only one who can pass as a human, Join me?" Suhan smiled at him, "Seeing that you are enjoying giving my little sister a test in an area she has no experience over, allow me to give you a mini exam. Shall we?" Suhan motioned for Jin to walk with him, while the other three silently blended into the night, taking positions closer to the house.

"Observe what I do. When its over, tell me in detail what I did, and how the incident will play out."

Saying so, they entered the house seeing the minister, the scientist and a armed bodyguard sitting in the house.

The Minister and the scientist shot to their feet, "KIM SUHAN??"

Suhan bowed, "Flattered to be so widely known. Have to be honest, I had to look your name up. Wasn't familiar with it." he greeted the minister with the insult.

"Surprised seeing me here instead of Flaker? Well, first things first," Suhan looked at the bodyguard and scientist.

"Me and my boyfriend are not carrying any arms, or any kind of weapon. I invite you to check us and my bag first."

Jin did not react at the description.

At the minister's nod both the males came to do a quick check, finding nothing.

"As I said, I come in peace." Saying that Suhan looked in his bag and brought out a passport, a laptop, and few documents.

"I would like to know-"

"What's going on. Yep. I know old man. Wait a bit?" Suhan cut the minister off in a bored voice.

First he gave the passport to the scientist. "It's new, with a new identity. Check it for its authenticity. After that, check these documents" giving him those he quickly typed up something in the laptop and turned it over, "That's a payment of 100 Million dollar. If I press send, check and tell me is this not your offshore account?"

Overwhelmed by all, the scientist quickly checked a new driver's license, id card, passport and his account number.

Dumbly he nodded.

Suhan remained standing while he made sure the others sat down, "I'll tell it to you straight. The time when you were being considered for a promotion to announce you as the head scientist of the hybrid initiative of South Korea giving you the position in ministry, Your friend," he indicated the minister, "Over there made sure you were cut off from the running. Because he was afraid that the project you had done with him, over Michael and Flaker would get exposed, or you would leave. In short, he was the one who ruined your career."

A pulse started beating in his temple as the scientist looked at the minister, who was sweating.

Kim Suhan was a name bigger than his own, he was not sure why he was here or why he was exposing long dead secrets.

"Oh and he was one of the men your wife had an affair with." He helpfully provided.

"Listen man, I can explain."

"Cutting through the drama, I am in a bit of hurry here." Suhan said again, "Simple thing, My boyfriend is not being accepted in my family, because my snotty sister is making it hard. She has taken this toad here as her lover, and I want her to get lowered a peg or two-"

"THAT'S A LIE! I AM NOT ANYA'S LOVER!" the minister burst out.

"Must you deny that?" Suhan drawled.

"I am not!"

"But Sir," his bodyguard stated, "I have been driving Ms Anya to and from your house for months now."

"WHAT? Why are you lying??"

"AS I WAS SAYING." Suhan focused on the scientist, "I know you are armed. Here is my deal. I will give you this passport, the documents and a 100 million dollar, if you kill him right now." Winking at the guard he added, "100million if you keep quiet."

"WHAT UTTER NONSENSE IS THIS? IS THIS A GAME? WHAT THE HELL! I AM LEAVING!"

The minister got up.

Suhan took Jin a little to the side and then said in a sing song voice, "Offer lasts till the toad is here."

The minister was almost at the door when the scientist pulled him and pushed him on the floor, the rotten old table shattering.

"YOU MADE ME GO BANKRUPT? YOU KNEW HOW MUCH THAT PROMOTION MEANT! I HAD STAKED EVERYTHING ON IT!"

"Listen, its 5 years ago. I am sorry, I know that, just lets talk about it. Ye Shin!" the minister crawled back, asking the bodyguard to help who just stood there.

Suahn yawned and whispered to Jin, "It will take a few seconds."

The two men kept up with their shouting match while Jin talked with Suhan, "You first drew their confidence and let them feel superior by announcing you have no weapons, making them feel safe and in control."

"Correct."

"Then you dropped the bribe, making him interested in taking you seriously. His judgement already impaired by greed."

"Correct"

Jin glanced to the men, who were exchanging blows now.

"You targeted one out of them both and told him of something wrong the other had committed against him. The information was authentic, which by the other's guilty expression, was validated. In that step you broke the trust between them while simultaneously building a temporary camaraderie with the target."

"I really like you Eagle."

"Then you said a lie, but under the influence of the previous truth and broken trust, the target believed you. You made it seem like you share a common betrayal with him and then provided him with the excuse of why you dislike him too. I am guessing the guard is your man?"

Nod.

"Then once his pride was hurt, betrayal flooding him, greed in his eyes and support from you, you asked what you wanted, letting them fight to build on the anger. All this was made possible in this short while due to your reputation and power"

"Jin, you really are intuitive. Yes the plan-"

A shot rang in the house.

Turning, they saw the scientist standing over the body of the minister, a bullet hole in his chest.

In the next instant, another shot rang out.

The bodyguard killing the scientist.

"Perfect!" Suhan exclaimed. He looked at the guard and grinned.

Once both bodies were on the floor, Suhan took out the flask of whisky he had and took a sip from it, passing it to Jin.

"Allow me to introduce Ye Shin. The first night I heard your story, I knew a ministed had to be involved. I started digging who it was. Once I found out, I sent Ye Shin to gain his trust and become his bodyguard." Patting the man on his back he smiled, "And he did."

Suhan urged Jin discretely to take a sip. He did.

"It was a pleasure working for you Mr. Kim." The bodyguard said, "My payment will be wired soon?"

"Before you can reach home." Suhan said.

Then he joyously proclaimed, "This calls for a toast" Bending over his bag again, he brought out 2 cups. Handing one to the guard and the other to Jin, he poured a small amount to whisky in the glasses, "A small amount for you since you are driving."

The guard laughed and drank the mouthful.

"Leave these bodies. I'll take care of them. Go pack quickly, I want you out of the country by tonight."

"Oh yes!" the guard said, "100 million, right?"

"You never know, I might throw in a few extra."

Bidding him goodbye, the guard went out.

Suhan waited till he drove away. "His glass was laced by a poison that will induce a cardiac arrest in an hour. Most likely, the accident will happen in a deserted road. I slipped a USB in his pocket, filled with the illegal hybrid marketing and auctions the minister had going. If the investigation occurs, this scene will say a fight between them, the scientist killing the minister, then being killed by the guard, and the guard dying out of shock while driving away with the evidence and reason behind the fight. The poison is made by Arissa. No key ingredient will be recovered.

The police will find new passport, documents suggesting the scientist was blackmailing the minister over the contents of the USB, and was killed in a struggle."

"Why did you kill the guard?"

"Because he was a loose end. He would later sell the information for a higher price of what happened today. He was not my or Uncle's man. Just a greedy hired mercenary. There was no way I would be leaving a hole for anyone to come at you guys again. If I am the one protecting you, my shield will have no weak spots."

That was who Kim Suhan was.

Under the carefree jovial nature, a Vrȃg, in human skin.

The Dark twin.

Jin looked at him, "I need two things from you Suhan." He made his requests.

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ANYA :

Anya did not go to the office the next day. She sent Jin, Hobi and Jimin with Suhan.

She did something that was something she sorely needed. She slept the entire day. Even as the day changed to evening, Anya only got up to take a shower, light different candles around her room and flopped right over on her soft cloud, planning to sleep some more.

Only to be disturbed when Jimin burst into her room, "You gotta see this! Oh god this is priceless!" he shouted out as he came and scooped her up from her bed.

"Hey!"

"Trust me, you have to see this!" he took her to the railing of her floor's corridor and pointed towards the floor below.

Anya was disoriented but happy. In the arms of her Jimin, she snuggled in deeper.

"I promise you, I am not going anywhere, but you will never see such a sight again" Jimin cuddled her closer.

Sighing, she looked down. Then looked hard.

Anya wiggled out of Jimin's hold and held on to the balustrade. After a few seconds, prudently slapped a hand over her mouth.

Downstairs Arissa was pulling the tail of an extremely alarmed Jaguar, who was frantically clambering on the floor with all his four feet, trying to get away from the woman holding his tail.

But Arissa held on with all her might, being pulled by the Jaguar who seemed like he was berserkly trying to swim on the floor.

Arissa jerked hard on his tail and the Jaguar lost his balance and went splat on the marble.

"GOT YOU, YOU POLKA DOTTED PURSE!" Arissa shouted as she started towing the Jaguar by his tail, his bum high up in the air as his chin dragged on the floor.

Shaking off the stupor, Yoongi growled and frantically started paddling with his front feet, still in contact with the ground, while his hind legs paddled uselessly in the air.

"Why?" Anya suppressed her laughter.

Jimin had no such compunction. He was almost crying, chortling that hard.

"Apparently," he hiccupped as he explained between laughter, "Yesterday Yoongi's shirt was kind of soaked with blood, while no one else got a drop on theirs. For some weird competing reason, he did not give that shirt to Arissa for laundry."

Below them Yoongi had successfully freed his tail. Panic stricken at the older woman charging at him, he leapt on the only high surface, the glass counter in front of the tv.

"SO HELP ME GOD IF YOU BREAK THAT!!!"

Yoongi tried to leap again, but the counter ominously emitted a cracking sound. Eyes going big in fright he quickly climbed down.

The jaguar turned to one side, only to be hit by a pillow squarely between his eyes.

That made him fall down, his paws rubbing the spot.

Jimin continued, "Then, he snuck with the blood soaked shirt when Arissa was not noticing and dumped it in the machine which had bedsheets."

Anya thought about it, "That's not so bad. Blood does not stain other garments."

The jaguar was by now leaping from one place to another, trapped in the room, trying to break free.

Arissa reached for her slippers and chucked it hard at the animal, the aim hitting him on his ear. He yelped and backed away, looking from one side to the next.

"Thing is," her cobra gulped, "Blood does not stain but new tshirts sometimes do."

"Oh dear."

"His was a dark navy blue."

"Oh dear."

"The bedsheets were white pure Egyptian cotton."

Ah. There was no saving him from Arissa.

Another slipper flew towards him which he ducked

"DO YOU KNOW THE COST OF THE BEDSHEETS YOU STUPID OAF!"

With a sort of a battle cry, suddenly Arissa flung herself from the sofa towards the Jaguar, with her arms spread wide.

The animal's eyes widened in sheer horror as it saw the hefty older woman's body flying through the air towards him.

As if in slow motion, Arissa's battle cry continued as her body crashed on the freaked out Jaguar who let out a howl of pain as her body weight crushed him.

Her arms going around the animal's neck, she shouted, "EVER SINCE YOU CAME YOU HAVE DONE NOTHING BUT DESTROY MY FURNITURE, MY PLANTS, MY SHEETS YOU GOOD FOR NOTHING MAMMAL!"

While Yoongi tried to sit up, Arissa ended up straddling the alarmed wild cat's back who turned around in circles freaking out and trying to get the woman off his back.

"YOU DO NOTHING EXCEPT FOR INHALING OXYGEN AND DESTROYING MY HOUSE!!!"

Jimin had long since fallen on the floor crying and laughing at the same time, Anya had also joined him.

"Hyung's. . . Vrȃg . . . must be . . . Terrified" Jimin got out between his laughs, then said, "I cant. . . breathe" laughing too hard, he started crawling away from the scene.

Yoongi let out a huge roar and transformed. That made Arissa lose her balace, but unfortunately, she fell down on the lean body of a now human Yoongi. Finding purchase, she grabbed a fistful of hair and pulled.

"OWWWW LET GO YOU PSYCHOTIC MENTAL ASYLUM ESCAPEE!"

Yoongi screamed.

Anya could not witness this. Not if she wanted to breathe. Her lungs were gasping for air, her chortles not ending.

She backed away from the scene, only to bump into Joon.

"Hey, Are you okay? Here, I made some herbal tea for you." Joon sweetly gave her a teacup. "You were in your room for the most of the day so I made this. Don't worry, I used a teabag, and poured hot water over it."

Joon smiled at her, his dimples on display, eyes shining with excitement.

Anya did not have the heart to tell him that she never drank herbal tea, that was usually kept for Peter and Choi.

But taking in his state, she accepted the glass, and dutifully started drinking it. Although the taste was bitter due to no sugar, she still sipped it. It temperature was warm, not hot, so she gulped and finished it.

"Thank you so much Joon. That was very sweet of you."

His dimples deepened.

Then it struck her, Jimin had gone to the office today. If he was back in the house then-

Handing the teacup back, she smiled "Joonie, can I talk to you a little later? I just want to sleep a little more. Can you please ask Arissa not to send dinner to my room? Ask Suhan not to disturb too."

Joon bent down to kiss her forehead, "I understand. I'll tell everyone to stay away for tonight."

Thanking him again, she went back to her room, turned the lock shut.

She went to the panel to shut off the lights. With just 3 nightshades and several candles, she sighed, feeling comfortable.

"Hiding from yourself? What does that say about you?" pause, "No, stay. We need to talk."

Anya was bolting towards her door when Jin softly added the last part. He was standing in her balcony, she had missed his presence due to it.

"As long as you understand talk means to just talk." Anya hedged. She knew she needed to talk to him.

"My, my. Should I be hurt? There was a time when you hated the concept of just talking with me."

"I am happy to revert back to that girl again. As soon as you dissolve the challenge."

"And here I thought you could make me do anything. Why can you not make me withdraw the challenge?" he walked inside

"How do I achieve that?"

"Be honest with me. That's all." He dragged an armchair from the middle and sat on it, at the far end of the room.

Crossing one leg over his knees, he relaxed back in the seat, curiously waiting for her next move.

Anya decided being prudent took precedence over trying to portray a braveness she would not even be able to fake.

She seated herself on the opposite side of the room on her settee, close to her bed. The length of her wide room between them.

He raised one brow in amusement.

She ignored it.

"So calm for a person who apparently smashed a music box in smithreens in the office. Destruction of property something you are currently adding to your repertoire?" Anya started the conversation with something light, hoping to slowly ease in.

But the Eagle only gave an elegant shrug, "I didn't like the music." He said, shutting off the subject.

Leaving her to tackle the issue directly.

"Tell me something Jin, I think I know the answer to it but I want to hear it verbalized in a voice not mine. Did you like the interactions we shared yesterday?"

"You imagined the answer to this could ever possibly be no?"

"Then let me rephrase. Did you like the circumstances which led us to having those moments?" Anya asked

Silence.

So no. As suspected.

"Will you treasure those memories?"

Silence again.

"If the same situations arise, if your Vrȃg was controlled, would you act similarly?"

"No." a firm denial from him.

"Why?"

"You think I like the idea of being in any kind of situation which can result in damage to your reputation? Your skin being exposed in public? Your moans being heard by any individual other than us? Why do you think I covered you in that suffocating embrace? Even if the door opened, I wouldn't let them see you wearing an expression meant to stay in your private life. Meant for only my eyes."

Anya swallowed and looked down. Even in the moments of passion, Seokjin was a man of integrity. He fed her desire, but kept himself in strict check.

"My turn." He said in a dark voice.

Anya waited.

"Do you like the thought of me serving you? Do you enjoy having the power to command me? Even if you don't use it."

Anya had never shied away from the truth. "Yes."

Jin nodded. He knew her enough to know that would be her response.

"Why? Why do you like it?"

Anya licked her lips, "Because I am human, Jin. Not God. I have flaws. I love that you are powerful, someone who can physically hurt me if you take me by surprise, but yet you willingly choose to submit. Your own voluntary decision intrigues me."

"The merge that you want me to do, did you ever think of the consequences?" Jin paused to let her catch up, "The Vrȃg will change my behavior, might influence me." he sharply looked at her, "I may not be willing to submit anymore. You might lose the Seokjin who wanted to serve you."

Anya smiled, "Which part of what happened yesterday do you believe is an act of submission? When have you ever truly submitted?"

"I apologise, I did not realize you were so despondent at the loss of it. Should I do so now?"

"I was not complaining."

"Maybe I am? Take the chance while you have it Master. Ask me."

Anya felt a little hot and agitated for no reason. She shifted a little to make herself comfortable.

"You keep telling me your Vrȃg will be dangerous if unleashed, so tell me, what will it do?"

Jin sardonically drawled, "Wanting to tear the skin of your leg was not enough for you? You want more?"

Anya stared at him.

Still feeling hot, she got up and adjusted the Air Conditioner.

Jin's eyes tracked her every move.

"My Vrȃg?" he rubbed his plump lips, "It does not like that smooth skin of yours. According to it, your skin needs to be constantly marked up, that way the others will know you belong to me. May it be bites, bruises or cuts."

"Tame."

Jin smiled again, "Taunting me will not work."

"Oh? It worked with that poor sweet bear hybrid."

The smile vanished instantly, "Honestly, I really want to know how is it, that without exchanging a single word, you can credit someone with the adjectives of sweet or poor?"

"Don't you know by now? There exists a language that does not need words."

"No." he gritted out, "That is known as intimacy. The intimacy between people who know each other."

"Maybe I felt a connection with that hybrid?" Anya shrugged.

Clenching his fists, Jin unfolded his legs, "A connection cannot be felt that quickly. It needs time to develop"

"How can you, of all people say that? Did it not happen with us?"

Jin stilled at that, "Are you comparing our relationship to that fucking bear?" his voice was icy.

Anya was loving it. She just was feeling hot and uncomfortable. But not enough to stop.

She sat back on the bed, "Take it however you want. But thinking back, I did NOT allow you to kiss me after one look, did I?"

"No, you took me to pleasure myself in front of you." His voice was hard.

Anya dismissed it, "That was for your benefit. I did not look at you even once."

Jin was starting to get angry.

Good. That was exactly what she wanted. His control over his emotions was indeed praise worthy, but sometimes, it restricted him, kept him a captive in a way where he could not see the bigger picture.

She wanted him to unravel.

"Be very careful in what you are insinuating. Very careful. My relationship with you is not a topic to be mocked."

"I am only stating facts Jin. Just that. You wanted me to be honest. If you cant handle it, must I be blamed for it?"

"And the truth you are claiming is that you felt a connection to him? A connection like the one you felt when you saw me on the stage?" his voice was rising.

An ache started blooming in her belly. Not knowing the cause for it, Anya ignored it for now.

"I met that hybrid in the auction too Jin. We saw him during the ceremony. He saw us too."

"Touching."

Okay, time for a few lies.

"I was considering buying him, when I saw him first. You were not to be auctioned for more than 3 months, so I had my eyes set on him. But then you came to meet me, asked me to take seven of you. So I gave up on him."

Jin's form stayed immobile, the breeze from the open balcony behind him making his hair sway, his shirt flutter. But he remained as still as the famed statue of Michelangelo he was compared with.

Anya got up from the bed, sweating a little. Her lower belly clenched tighter, sudden unwanted and foreign arousal flooding her. Her breasts felt heavy and her nipples beaded tight.

She panted.

What was happening? This was not voluntary, this was unbearably unfamiliar.

"You are saying, had I not approached you, you would have bought that Bear hybrid as your companion?" although his voice was low, his tone was anything but.

"Jin, I think something is wrong with me." Anya gasped as the arousal ratcheted up, making her wet against her will.

"Master, answer me." he calmly asked again, "If not for me, you would have got him here? Asked him to touch you? Encouraged him to kiss you?"

Anya fell down on the floor, another electric current of lust twisting through her body. She wanted, she needed something to make it stop.

But wait.

Looking at Jin, still sitting motionless while his eyes blazed with raw, primal fury, not bothered or worried about her, made her understand.

Gasping as another tremor of lust skated through her, she thought back to the dimpled smile and his sweet gesture of herbal tea.

"You drugged me. You asked Joon to drug me." she realized.

Seokjin had his hands clamped on the armrests, his eyes glinting with a menacing light.

Anya curled her toes, her mind becoming a little foggy, she clenched her thighs, "This was not fair Jin. You know how weak I am, but to drug me? completely unfa-"

"But that is who I am, right? I unfairly take away things. Apparently, I took that precious bear hybrid away from you." He then stood up.

One look at his face and she knew he was past the point of anger. His expression acutely serious, he looked like the seductively dangerous creature that he was.

He slowly started advancing on her, "Tell me, would you have held his hands and melted in his embrace? The way you do in mine?"

Anya blinked furiously and pinched herself. Somehow, she sat back on the bed.

"Would you have played the piano for him? Then allowed him to strip away that thin wrap from you body? As you allowed me to do? Would you have let him bend over to kiss your nipples, the way I did?"

Anya had him exactly where she needed him to be, but her senses were too dulled to do anything.

A step by another slow step he approached her, "The drug is stimulating your body to want me. it does not affect your ability to talk, right?"

He was almost near her, "Tell me. Tell me!" he reached down and jerked her up.

Holding her by the arms, he hauled her up and banded one arm around her waist, the other combing roughly through her hair.

His voice husky he spoke, "If you had bought him, would you have let him kiss you? Claim your sweet mouth? like I have done?"

He kissed her desperately then, his lips speaking to her of the desperation he felt.

"Would you have let him taste you?"

"Jin-let go of me."

"NO! I WONT" he pressed closer, his hold of her, painful, "Would you have wanted him to fuck you? The way that photographer was treating her hybrid? Or would you have let him do whatever he wanted with your body? Like you allow me to??"

His hands cupped her breasts and squeezed her, his touch hard, but not hurtful.

"LET GO!"

A tearing sound as her shirt was split in two.

"You think that bear hybrid could do this for you? You think you would like his attention? You never would!"

His hands cupped her skin, his thumb rubbing back and forth on her hardened nub, driving her insane.

"You can only ever be handled by us. You, can only be tamed by us. Not that pathetic hybrid." Jin gritted out.

"Back off Jin!"

Twisting her nipple viciously, he gritted out, "I. Wont." Then he knelt down and placed his lips around her areola, strongly sucking her nipple, tugging it in his mouth as his other hand squeezed the other, thoroughly tasting her, giving her these sensations for the first time.

Anya whimpered arching her back, but even with the drug, she would not repeat what happened earlier.

"Still. Still he would have been a better choice than-" she sucked her breath at the pain.

Jin had bitten into her breast. Giving her one last lick he furiously looked up, "DO NOT SPEAK OF HIM WHEN YOU ARE IN MY ARMS!" he pushed her on bed and followed, "The one who is touching you is me! You are mine! Mention him one more time and I will bring his cleaved head to you, and trust me, I will need no assistance from my Vrȃg to achieve it!"

Writhing beneath him, she gasped, "At least he would have listened to me, Unlike what you are doing!"

Jin flattened his body on her, biting her softly on her neck, "I may have unfairly taken you away but once mine, it stays that way forever."

"No! you mean till you die! With the thing you want, with your Vrȃg leashed, you will die!"

"Then let me enjoy you, let me pleasure you till that day. Everyday I will-"

"NOO!!! NOOO!!!"

She thrashed at him and rolled over the bed when he lifted himself up.

Falling on the ground she screamed, "Stay Away!"

"You need me. you are burning up and hurting. Let me help you."

Mindless with the effects of drugs, she only knew one thing. She would not give in.

"NO"

"Master-"

In a jerk of her hand she violently swept up the table. The glass candle situated on it toppling over her and pouring at least half the glass filled hot wax on her chest.

Anya screamed in pain.

Jin jerked and reached towards her but she crawled back.

Still in pain, blind with need she refused him. "NOO!" at last the dam broke and tears spilled over.

"I want you! I want you to stay and grow old with me! I don't fucking care if you serve me or kill me dammit! But I want you to love me with your whole being! I WONT GIVE UP! I WONT give in damn you Seokjin! I will burn and welcome being destroyed in the ashes that has no significance attached to its name. I WILL BURN before I cage you!"

Sobs fluttering from her chest, she whimpered and lay down on the cold floor, "You may give up on yourself, you can hate a part of you but I wont give up on your Vrȃg. He is as much mine as you are. If not having your touch for life is the price I pay, then I am prepared."

A hiccup came to her lips as she lay there, hair flared out on the floor in a inky blur, tears wetting her face, body in a fetal position, fists held close to her chest.

"Bu-but a-are you?" she still dared him. Even in the state she was, she dared him.

Because she would not compromise.

Not when it came to her love for him. Not when it came to his life.

Never that.

And just like that, the wisp of a girl brought a dark Vrȃg to his knees.

Seokjin helplessly watched her body shake and tremble from the onslaught of lust, but her resolve held firm, just like her love.

In this battle of love, hers made him bow down before it.

She made him accept a fact. Love, could never compromise. Love, was meant to be a journey to find the beauty through the forest with no trails or paths in it.

Not to hide from the danger. But to smile at it and ask it for a dance.

Felt like since the day his Vrȃg had manifested, Jin took his first breath of relief.

His chest felt light. His Dove, would be able to take him on, and succeed.

Carefully he reached for her.

"NOO"

"You win." He whispered. When he felt her body go lax and her tears increasing at his words, he gently scooped her up his arms.

Holding her with the utmost care against his chest, he looked at her wet cheeks, crumpled eyes, red nose and sad expression. She was the most beautiful person to ever exist.

Resting his forehead against her, he murmured again, "You humble me. You win."

Then he carefully lifted her up, going towards her bedside table while her body still twisted and thrashed with the effect of the drug in her system.

Taking an injection from the drawer, Jin sat on the bed, resting his back against the headrest.

Then he maneuvered Anya in a way that she straddled him, her head below his chin, her torso slumped against his chest. He bent his legs at his knees, feet resting on the bed, as his arms encircled her, creating a cage.

A safe haven for her. Carefully, he injected the antidote.

As she started calming down slowly, Jin soothed her hair and did something he had never done before.

He sang for her.

Lulling her to give into sleep, promising to keep her safe.

The girl snuggled in closer in the arms of her predator, knowing her vulnerability will always be guarded, never exploited.

As the girl drifted to an exhausted sleep, Seokjin felt his Vrȃg trying to communicate with him.

Usually, all he did was try his best to suppress it. unlike the Vrȃgs of his brothers, save 2, his Vrȃg only expressed violence, it could hardly talk.

So inhumane and beastly in its nature that his Vrȃg had been incapable of articulating its desire. All it craved was Brutal savagery and its bondmate.

Jin concentrated inside himself, trying to understand what his Vrȃg was saying for the first time.

Ma . . . Ma . . . Maste . . . Master.

Master.

Mine.

My Master.

Hers.

Jin froze as he understood it.

He looked down at the tiny delicate girl asleep against his frame, the body of a hybrid possessed with a Vrȃg, and laughed out.

"So the beauty succeeded in taming the beast." He murmured.

Jin enjoyed the time he spent with her, enjoyed her slight weight on him, but he needed to address another issue.

"I know you are here. I know you have been here the whole time." He did not raise his voice, not wanting to wake up the sleeping girl.

Beside him, a little further away, the snake transformed into Jimin.

"What do you think of today?" Jin asked and looked at him.

Jimin's eyes were black, the markings spread throughout his body on one side.

"Need to protect. Keep her safe. One of a kind. Ours." He replied.

Jin smiled and nodded.

"Inform the others, you know what needs to be done. I will be down shortly after I peel the wax from her. I am afraid she might have burnt herself."

"She will take my bite?"

Jin shook his head.

The black in Jimin receded. His voice went back to normal.

He walked towards them and dropped a kiss on her head. Then walked out.

Jin stared after the Cobra.

He would be a tricky one to handle. But then again, he was still better than Yoongi.

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D POV :

D was spinning the paperweight, mind a raging mess.

Sebastian : gone

Flaker : Gone

Michael : Withdrew

Yoona : No news

Lee : Afraid

Han : No news

Jennifer : No news.

Only D and X were left.

D knew just exactly who was responsible for this.

It was time to use the person who no one would suspect. At least the job would get done. Hopefully before the Gala

Picking up the cellphone, D waited for the person to pick up the call.

"Hello, Detective Gong Yoo speaking."

"D here. Its time you do your part."

Silence.

D continued, "Kill Kim Suhan."

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FLAKER :

The lights in his room turned on again. He had been sitting on a mattress, handcuffed to a pipe.

He looked at the door, which was pulled open and a shirtless person wearing joggers came in, leaving the door open.

"My greetings to you Flaker. Do you remember me?"

The voice alone made him shiver.

"Jin." He choked out.

A sinister laughter. Seokjin pulled up the chair and sat in front of him.

"I am going to ask you some questions Flaker." His voice was controlled and pleasant. He clicked open a camcorder and placed it on the table, angled towards him.

"You'll be a good boy and answer them, right?" his tone was mocking.

Flaker burst into tears, but nodded vigourously.

Jin started immediately, rapidly firing questions which he answered. Some he took time to, but the Eagle hybrid only prompted him to tell the truth, reminding him that he could smell if he lied. He never touched her.

The talks went on for more than 45 minutes, after which, with a satisfied smile, Jin reached for the camcorder and shut it.

"You have become so intelligent." Flaker observed quietly.

Jin chuckled and stood up, "I always was. Your failure to make that assessment speaks of your own low mental status compounded by inherent blindness."

"What are you going to do to me?" Flaker asked fearfully.

Jin tapped his chin, his abs clenching, "Yes, that is the gold question is it not? How to dispose off your body without leaving any trace of evidence, not a single bit of DNA."

He smiled coldly at him, "What a pity it took so long for us to realize the solution. And it was an easy one at that."

Jin kept looking at the man as a Jaguar, a Wolf, a Panther and a Tiger entered through the door one at a time.

Terror froze his voice as his eyes bulged out in horror. He was seeing the animals for the first time, and each were 3 times the size of normal animals.

Jin closed the door sealing them shut.

The Tiger prowled close to him, snarling with its teeth bared, the Jaguar yawned, his fangs sharp and sharply glinting.

Flaker lost control of his emotions as he bawled out, knowing what would happen to him at the same time dazed at the enormity of the freedom Anya had given them.

He was done for.

Jin smiled again, "They skipped dinner tonight."

The eyes of the animals turned completely black.

"They are hungry."

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The soundproof room contained the terrible screams of a man, while the humans of the house slept, undisturbed.

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A/N : 21.9k😅

Okay, so yep! I needed to get this whole episode out in one time, but when I got down to write, I realized this one would be Looooooooooooong. So decided to break it up. It still ended up being around 44k

How did you like our Eagle?

Suhan, well, how did you like his complete persona?

I'll let you in on a spoiler : Jungkook kind of lied. His Vrȃg is not that tamed for Anya. At. All. can you guess how? or why?

Thank you to all the wonderful souls who helped me cope with what happened. Thankuu for everyone who waited, I am sorry update got delayed by 4 days, I hope the chaps make up for it.😘

These 2 chapters were about the consequences and reactions after the Vrȃg. Their emotions needed to be expressed.

I wrote these two chapters when I wasn't doing so well for the reason I had shared. Sorry if the quality suffered for it, I was a liiiitle out of sorts while penning it down.

Gala Soon! Maybe next episode.

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