~Y/N POV~

Stretching my hands above my head, a yawn escaped my mouth. My eyes squeezed shut I mentally prepared myself to wake up and pull myself out of bed at some point.

My left leg hooks over another leg that doesn't belong to me and I roll over on my side to see Yoongi. I shift slightly back to look up at his face as he's sitting upright, back against the bed frame, intense eyes staring at the wooden door. Those pointy black ears of his flickering to whatever sound he can hear that I can't.

Admittedly I take the time to admire his face. I still find him attractive but I have loyalties to those three assholes so I wouldn't act upon those feelings I have. Not to mention he does have a mate, minji.

Yoongis brows are furrowed tensely and lips pouted. Somehow it reminds me of last night, the fight. I did watch the whole thing from my bedroom window, that was until I started to feel bad.

I cut the fight or more like beating short and brought Yoongi to my room. We cuddled in bed like we use to do as kids before things got intimate between us. We talked all night, I told him everything in more detail, including what has happened to me while staying here and what happened back at my apartment. From what I can remember last night I just fell asleep but I have a strong thought that Yoongi didn't get much sleep. He's in protective mode.

Too busy in my own world admiring his face, he turns. We lock eyes as his face relaxes, his body releasing whatever tension he had and smiles softly. I get the impression he's somewhat relieved I'm awake.

"Good morning." Yoongi

He whispers, his voice somewhat deep but swoon worthy. I'm about to respond when he suddenly reaches out for the stray hair that cornered the side of my right eye. I just couldn't be bothered to move it but he does it so gently. Lightly brushing back my hair behind my ear as if I'm the most fragile and precious thing he could ever touch. But that tender smile of his doesn't waiver.

"Did you sleep well?" Yoongi

He whispers again. I nod and smile back, lost for words. This brings him to smile wider, showing his teeth.

"Good. After everything you need a good rest." Yoongi

I take his hand that lingers behind my ear and bring it to my chest. Cradling his hand softly in mine.

"Did you sleep? You seem alerted."

He shrugs and looks back over to the door, snorting.

"I did a little but not much. I kept hearing those morons outside your door bickering all night. I know they knew I could hear them. Jungkook wasn't there though. If he was I would of beaten him some more." Yoongi

My friend snorts again but followed by a low growl, aimed for the door. I tsked, letting go of his hand to roll to my right and stand from the bed. Yoongis eyes were back trained on me. I did spot his tail behind him, pressed against the bed frame sitting tall and still.

"I'm gonna go to the bathroom."

I pointed towards the closest door to my right and made my way to the bathroom as Yoongi nodded.

I didnt take long in the bathroom. Well, not that I think so. I wasnt keeping track of time in there while I used the toilet, took a shower, and changed into the clothes I purposely left in the bathroom last night.

The whole time however I didnt hear Yoongi make any sounds. So, I had assumed he stayed in bed. However, when I left the bathroom, hair only towelled dried, Yoongi was out of bed. Standing in the centre of the room with his back facing me but his ears twitching when I took a step closer into the room. I saw the way his fists were balled up and the fur on his tail stick up.

"Are you okay there, Yoongi?"

Instead of responding through words, he grunted. Never did he move a muscle until I made movements towards the bed again to make it up but as I did the door to the bedroom barged open abruptly. I could have been more surprised if it werent for Yoongis sudden threatening hiss before the door could even make a dent in the wall.

Calmly I sat on the bed when Yoongi bounced on the person that entered the room.

Jimin.

As quick as Yoongi, Jimin too made a grab for Yoongis neck with his hand. Yoongi pushing Jimin back by the neck and into the wall beside the door until the wildcats back was pinned. Both growling in each others faces, baring their sharp teeth. I remained in my bed. I didnt move.

Then Taehyung walked in.

Head bowed forward in such a way he was staring at the floor, ashamed. Tail between his legs as he timidly strolled in, not even glancing at the pair behind him still growling and hissing at one another. If I had to guess they both knew Yoongi would act straight away upon entering the room and Jimin made the sacrifice to come in first. Or they bet on who would go first and Jimin lost. Either is possible.

Slowly did Taehyung bring his head up and I could see the noticeable yellowish bruise under his right eye and the pink teeth marks on his neck. All from Yoongi last night. His wounds are almost healed, sometimes I forget how fast hybrids can recover.

For a long moment he doesnt say anything, just locks eyes with me in a room that Is filled with the sound of angry animals.

"Hoseok called, hes almost here. Another hour or so." Taehyung

Finally, he speaks and I just nod. I still dont have anything to say currently. Im still processing it all. Except the more I think about all this, I think Jungkook is the one I need to speak to the most about all of this.

There was a grunt that came from behind Taehyung, who also turned around to see what that sound was, as well as I found my attention on Yoongi. Jimin now panting aggressively, glaring darkly at Yoongi while holding his nose with both hands, blood gushing from under his hands to his mouth. Yoongi had his back to Jimin now, growled at Taehyung and came to stand between Taehyung and I.

"Youve said what you wanted now, fuck off."Yoongi

I stared at Yoongis back for a moment, watching the way his shoulders would lift and drop and he breathed heavily. Then I looked back to Taehyung, he too now breathing heavily and glaring back at Yoongi with almost black eyes. The point of his wolf ears lowered on top of his head. Baring his teeth and snarling at my best friend, licking his lips like hes ready to tear Yoongi apart. Ive never seen Taehyungs act like this before. I mean Ive seen his angry, but not like this.  It scared me for a moment. Not for myself but for Yoongi.

I scrambled across the bed and came to Yoongis side, grabbing his arm to tug him back closer to the bed. As I did so, Jimin moved at the same time as I did, dug his nails into Taehyungs arm but did not move. I stood slightly in front of Yoongi who remained stiff in my hold and both the wolf and wild cat changed their body language. Taehyungs growls stopped; ears relaxed but lifted slightly. Although his face softened into a puppy expression it made me feel horrible to see him look so vulnerable.

I opened by mouth to speak to him but before any words came out, Taehyung was gone.

Jimin stayed, staring at me with his soft eyes and very small yet sad smile on his face.

"Jungkook didnt come home last night." Jimin

That was all he said, turned on his heels and left the bedroom, closing the door on his way out.

Once the door was closed, the room filled with deafening silence. I didnt move and neither did Yoongi behind me.

With what Jimin just said, had my mind in a whirl wind of thoughts.

Why didnt he come home?

Is he okay?

Did he get hurt? Lost?

I doubt he could be lost but it was still a thought.

What if Jia found him and did something to him?

So many things going on in my mind. I couldnt think probably and all I could do was worry.

"Good riddance." Yoongi

His comment made me snap out of my thoughts. I swung around and thumped the palm of my hand to his chest. The force I gave him made him fall flat on his back on the bed.

"Dont say that."

Before he could say anything else I ran for the door, but unfortunately Yoongi was faster than me. As I swung open the door, Yoongi grabbed my hand. The gesture forced me to turn to him. Thankfully Yoongi knows how to handle me physically and knows how to control his strength other wise judging by his panicked state on his face, he may have if I were anyone else.

"What the hell are you doing?" Yoongi

"Going to look for Jungkook."

I told him simply and turned to leave again but only to get another tug of the hand from Yoongi.

"After everything youre just going to go out there looking for him? Why? He hurt you Y/n. They all did." Yoongi

With a sigh, I turned fully to him, using my other hand to fully cover his.

"Yoongi look, I appreciate everything you have done for me. I really do. I love you and youre my best friend..."

Yoongis ears flattened at my words.

"But I must make sure hes okay. I may hate him right now, but I have to find him. I know that Taehyung is okay, Jimin is okay, and you are okay. But Jungkook is not okay. You and I both know Jungkooks senses are outstanding, and hell know Im out there. Hell come to me, and I can convince him to come home, okay?"

Yoongi bit his lip but didnt respond, just turned his head to stare at the door frame. As he didnt say anything I took the opportunity to leave. Slipping my hand from his and running down the corridor and kept running until I was out the house and into the woods. I know its dangerous I need to make sure Jungkook is at least safe.