Bᴀʙʏ Hᴏsᴇᴏᴋ °ˢᵒᵖᵉ°└ᵒⁿ ᵍᵒⁱⁿᵍ┐

Chapter 9

Yoongi felt awful bad. He felt a strange weight on him, he could barely keep his eyes open and he had a fever.  High fever.

He could hear the voices of his parents together with the doctor they had called, they totally scared and the doctor totally surprised.

A groan came from his lips when he felt a kind of pull near his abdomen, it was his wolf, he felt him move from side to side, pulling urgently, as if he wanted to get out of his body.

<Omega, my omega " he Heard him slight growls.

What omega?

«My omega, our omega >>

He frowned as those growls became distorted and all effort to stay awake faded and he fell asleep again.

<< «<« <flashback

He was at home, he could recognize those corridors perfectly.  But the furnishings were not the same, the paint appeared to be new, and the photos on the walls were not the same.  Missing those from his brother's graduation, his ...

He took two more steps and a low cry began to echo through the walls in the distance.  With each step that he took, that crying grew stronger as did the pressure on his chest, it was a deep sadness that made him want to cry.  He kept walking until he reached the stairs that led to the living room.

"Hoseokie!"  he heard the clear desperate voice of an infant, crying and pleading.

"Ongiii! Ongiii!" another appeared, much sharper and more drowned by crying.

"W-why does H-hoseokie have to go, o-omma?" "Was that him?"

Suddenly, the darkness that surrounded the house was becoming lighter.  He standing as a spectator of an anguished separation.

He quickly recognized himself.  There was him, his parents and his older brother, the three of them were kneeling around him, hugging him so that he did not run to the car that was parked in front of his house and he tried to start.

Inside that car were, as far as he vaguely remembered, the Jungs;  trying to calm a child (no more than two years old) who was crying loudly, his little hands were against the glass of the car, hitting him as he asked to get out.

"Giiii !!!"

That scream penetrated deep into his head, making it cover his ears.  The sound was already exasperating, like when someone runs their nails across a blackboard.

When the sound stopped, the car was gone, leaving a hole in his heart.

"Hoseokie!" He woke up agitated and with beads of sweat on his forehead.

He swallowed hard as his chest rose and fell unevenly from agitation.  His room was dark, and everything seemed to be the same, in its place. Except for his head, which he kept spinning through the memories.

He groped his chest, a little scared, he could feel it.  It was not a dream, he could feel his wolf awake, he was there.

A smile graced his face for a few moments.

<< Omega, let's look for our omega »>

A strange sensation began to emerge from the center of his chest, it was a strange wave of heat that spread and went to every part of his body.  He felt the need to look for something, someone.

Unbeknownst to him, his wolf took control of his body, of his actions and emotions.  And his eyes turned a deep blue and his fangs stuck out.

He would seek his omega.

He uncovered himself, and without even putting on shoes, he left his room, sniffing the environment.

The corridor he was in was long and there seemed to be no threats in his field.  That encouraged him to keep walking, he tried.  When he walked halfway through and confirmed that there was no one around him, he transformed into the wolf form of him.

A beautiful white-furred wolf emerged and shook its body, stretching its paws and anchoring its claws. He was sleeping for a long time, it was time to show himself to others, now he had a reason.

He ran his muzzle along the walls, searching for any trace of the scent of his omega.

"I'll go see how Yoongi is, mom," he grunted when the scent of another alpha arrived just at the moment that her brother appeared out of nowhere and stood stunned looking at him. "Oh, by the Holy Moon ... Mother!  We have a problem.

But before his brother can continue speaking, the wolf backed away and started running the other way, heading towards one of the half-open windows.

"YOONGI NO!"

But he was acting on sheer instinct, he didn't think twice when he lunged at him, breaking him.

Not being used to his wolf form, he landed badly and rolled onto his back.

A stream of pain shot through his spine and he settled on one of his back legs, which was bleeding.  He squealed slightly when he tried to rejoin.  He grunted when he realized he couldn't step properly.

But he didn't care, he would look for his omega even if he was hurt.