3rd Person's POV
A nine year old Jungkook is standing in the middle of the crowd. All of them were looking at the boy thinking of only one thing...
Who is gonna save us from the king?
They had no remorse for the injured kid as they think about themselves. The Luna is the only thing protecting them from their cruel alpha, Jungkook's father.
No tears left the boy's eyes as he looked at the coffin being buried. His eyes turned golden as his fists tightened. He will have his revenge...
The Crimson Pack will pay for what they did.
They killed his mom. His beloved mother who treated him good. She is the only person who loved her. He knew it... he should've trusted the rulers of Crimson Pack.
Medicine?? That's what they said.
They are "helping" by sending the best kind of herbs and organic medicines from their pack. But that was a lie. She was betrayed. He was betrayed.
Her mother and the Luna of Crimson Pack are good friends. Yet she was a traitor. No wonder the medicines didn't work. That's because it was mixed with poison.
Jungkook hit his head as he kept on mumbling stupid. He is stupid for not realizing. Stupid for not sensing what's wrong.
"Jungkook!!" His father's voice boomed against the empty corridors.
He walked to the throne room looking like a soulless being.
The doors were opened for him as he strive forward. He drag his feet across the tiled pavement as his fists tightened.
"Father..." he said with no emotions. He is just here to attend one of his father's needs. He did not dare to look at the man's cold dead eyes.
"Is that how you call me?" The man's eyebrow rise as he taps his throne's armrest.
"Alpha..." he tilt his head up meeting his alpha's eyes.
"You will be the General of my army. You need to be trained harder because you will be this pack's future... I wouldn't want a weakling for my position." His father said looking unimpressed to the boy's hardship since childhood.
Everything is still not enough. The sparring and weapon training is still not enough. All the studying about an alpha's responsibilities are thrown easily because of his father's remark.
He was just 7 years old when he was presented to spar with trained adults. He can remember his mother being there after all the battles to treat his wounds. He is a pure breed making healing easy. But with his condition, help is needed.
"Father, I want my first mission to wipe an entire pack... I want the Crimson Pack erased in this world. I will wipe their entire population. I will spare no one. Then... I will kill their alpha and luna... make them suffer... kill them slowly until they're begging to die" Jungkook said as the tears brimmed on his lashes. One by one, it all fell as he sobbed.
"Stop crying. I did not raise you like that. But since you outdid everyone in today's training... i will grant your request. Only because you did something worthy of my name. Very well... I want them gone by the end of this week. Do not fail me. Understood?" His father said. His gaze now ten times harder. His aura screamed death as he smirked at his son. He made him this way. He raise him well.
"When did I ever?" Jungkook said determined. His gaze the same as his father's. But his aura screamed justice. Justice for her sweet mother's death.
His father gestured him to leave and that's what he did. He prepared for the attack collecting his men and training them brutally. He did not care if someone will pass out. The strongest is the only one who'll survive. He doesn't need a weak soldier.
In only 3 days, a quarter of his troop are gone. Some died during the training and some quit for the thought that everything is ridiculous. Guess what? Those men who quit were shot dead on the head before they even step foot on the palace gates
With all his effort he succeed. No one survived. Everyone died. The Crimson Pack's bloodline were erased and will soon be forgotten.
He thought he succeeded yet here he is...
***
He breathed deeply as he stared at the wall. Just when he thought that everything is done so so well... here he is given with a stack of paper regarding the existence of one member of the Crimson Pack.
He gritted his teeth while he pinched the bridge of his nose.
Nothing will happen to Taehyung.
He will protect him.
And he will kill the survivor... besides... That's what they deserve... death...
A/n
A short one cause I'm still dying and reviving at the same time..
Still no regular updates but I'm trying.
I have a lot of position in school that's why it makes my life more hectic than usual.
Who knows that I would win in those nominations??
Like
President in this club
Then secretary on the other
Then Documentation and auditor on the last 2 clubs. (We have a lot of clubs here in school)
Then holy mother of Taekook!! I won the Vice President position in the SGO election!!
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Chained
Fanfiction"I want the juancock... no I NEED the juancock." A not so submissive male omega started to crave for his mate ⚠️Smut⚠️ Top 🐰 Bottom 🦁 Our omega leadernim is the best inspiration for this book. The pic used is not mine but I did some minor edits...
