You know why I don't give double updates, because whenever I had given it, you guys don't vote like other chapters and writing comment or your reaction is too hard i think...
I'm really writing all this for only those readers who really feel interested in reading like a proper reader.
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🌙☀️Author's POV:—
Hoseok’s body was shaking in his arms, chest heaving with uneven sobs. The small fists that had been hitting Taehyung’s chest now just rested there, weak and trembling, his forehead pressed against the alpha’s collarbone. Every breath was a whimper, every inhale a plea, every exhale a heartbreak.
For a while, the only sound was the thunder outside and the frantic pace of Hoseok’s breathing. And then, in a voice so fragile and broken it cut like glass, Hoseok whispered words that froze Taehyung’s veins.
“If you won’t do anything… then let me go. Maybe—maybe another alpha will satisfy me.”
The silence that followed was suffocating.
Taehyung’s whole body stiffened, Those words were poison, searing into his chest. His whole body locked, his hands trembling as if he was holding back a raging storm. His wolf lunged inside him, claws scratching against his ribcage, demanding to break free, to make Hoseok swallow back those words in the most primal way.
“Hoseok…” His voice cracked, low and guttural, almost unrecognizable. “Don’t you dare....”
Taehyung’s whole body stiffened, his wolf inside him roared — a deep, primal sound that echoed in his chest even if no one else could hear it. The idea of another alpha touching, scenting, claiming his omega— his mate— was enough to snap the thin thread of restraint he’d been clinging to.
He pulled off the omega harshly, by the firm fistful grip of his curled hair, making Hoseok whimper but that pull still felt right.
“Don't you dare to even think about it.”
He didn’t give him a chance to say anything else.
Taehyung’s hands seized Hoseok’s delicate face, thumbs pressing into damp skin, and in the next breath his lips crashed down against his omega’s.
It wasn’t careful.
It wasn’t patient.
It was fire meeting gasoline — raw, consuming, the kiss of a man who had been holding back too long.
Hoseok gasped, shocked at the force, but before he could even think, he melted, clung tighter, lips trembling against Taehyung’s as though he had been starving for this too.
The kiss was a war — Taehyung’s wolf pouring out all his jealousy, his hunger, his agony of holding back. Hoseok gasped against his lips, startled, but then his entire body melted, clinging tighter, pulling Taehyung closer as if the world would end if he didn’t.
It wasn’t soft — it was rough, desperate, almost bruising. They don't remember, when it was the last time, when their lips collided like this.
Their mouths moved together in frantic rhythm— lips crushing, teeth grazing. Hoseok whimpered into the kiss, his body arching closer, pressing his feverish skin against Taehyung’s broad chest.
His hands, small and shaking, clawed at Taehyung’s wet shirt, trying to pull him closer.
Closer and more intimate.
Taehyung growled deep in his chest, the sound vibrating into Hoseok’s mouth as he devoured him, tilting his head, taking him deeper. His tongue brushed against Hoseok’s trembling lips, demanding entrance, and Hoseok gave in with a broken moan, opening to him, letting Taehyung taste the sweetness of his mouth.
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Werewolf♟️: Just like two swords couldn't stay in one sheath, similarly Jung Hoseok and Kim Taehyung couldn't stay together in one place. Both were famous because of their characters and attitudes. Whenever they come across each other their wolves always w...
