Alpha and Omega 21+ [JJK × Reader] Werewolf

A Change

"I'm not going to mark you Y/N... Ever."

He W-Wasn't going to mark me?

So many emotions were running through my mind. What did he mean he wasn't going to mark me? He's the Alpha and I'm the Luna, it only made sense to mark me. My mind was internally ranting, but for some reason none of the words were escaping my mouth. Everything was stuck in my throat and it was hard to properly think. His expression showed that he felt guilty but he didn't say anything. Wasnt he going to explain? I was the worst pain I had ever felt. Was he ...rejecting me?

BEEP BEEEEP

We hear a large vehicle behind us honk. He had parked in a really odd position and was blocking the right side of the road. Jungkook starts the ignition and continues to drive towards our destination. He gives the driver behind us a nod of apology while getting out the way. It was a silent ride. I was trying my best not to cry about it, if he didn't care then I shouldn't have either. Though that was basically impossible.

As we entered the familiar grassy area, filled with apple trees and pups I couldn't help but sadden even more. There were couples walking all over, all of which were marked. A symbol of love and dedicating their lives to eachother. Didn't he want that for us? Was a human just not worthy enough to be marked by an Alpha? I feel a couple of tears escape from my eyes as I face the window, cover my eyes, and try to hid my face from Jungkook. There was no point he could easily sense my sadness. He brings the car to a stop and turns his body towards me. He grabs my hands and uncovers my teary face.

"Hey, babe please don't cry," he says with a soothing voice. He wipes the tears on my cheek with his other hand as he rubs my hands. He brings both of my hands towards his lips and places gentle kisses on them.

"But you don't want to mark me, does that mean you don't want to be with me?" I say with as a few more tears fill my eyes. My breath was shaky from crying. He shakes his head no.

"It's just better if we keep it this way."

Better?...BETTER how? BETTER FOR WHO? What was he even talking about? I feel a mixture of anger and frustration build up over me.

"What are you saying?" I say with the worst of thoughts running through my head.

His silence was his way of slightly arguing with me. He wasn't going to tell me.
"Fine, I don't want your dirty lips on my neck anyways." It was the best insult I could think of at the time. Even though I was clearly upset because of the opposite.

I pull my hands away as i feel a few more tears build up in my eyes but try my hardest to not release them.
For some reason, telling him that slightly saddened him a bit. His expression got upset by my words and i heard a low whimper from him. As if he did want to mark me, but for some odd reason he couldn't bring himself to do it. But I still didn't see what was stopping him.

Before I was able to say anything else a loud bang was heard against the car window. It was Jimin. I hadn't even realized that we were at the house. Jimin makes squinty eyes to try to see through the tinted windows. He looks slightly panicked. He continues to vigorously pound his fist against the window. Jungkook rolls them down and gives Jimin a 'it's Okay' look.

"Luna, you're alright!" He says.

"Why wouldn't I be?" I say as I fix the tone of my voice and wipe off previous tears. I didn't want him to know I was crying.

"No reason, I can just sense when your distressed remeber?" He tells me.

Oh right, the beta was my protector. Of course he knew when I wasn't feeling happy. I reassure him I was alright and ask if he could help with my things. He unlocks the trunk and grabs a few boxes to bring into my new room. I don't say anything to Jungkook, and just exit the car. I grab two boxes from the trunk and follow behind Jimin.

As me and Jimin were bringing the boxes to the house, I kept replaying the conversation. It was frustrating to be clueless about a topic that your mate had already made a decision about. It was about me for God's sake, I should deserve to be apart of the decision.

Me and Jimin make it up the stairs, through a corridor, and into a large bedroom.

As we enter I almost choke on my spit. The room was gorgeous. The floor was filled with fluffy white carpet that stopped once it reached the bathroom. The blinds were open to reveal a large walled window that allowed a lot of sunlight to illuminate the room. The bed was king sized and it's grayish color matched that of the theme.

"Here Luna, your clothes can go in that closet over there," Jimin interrupts my thoughts. He points in the direction of a two doored entrance.
I grab my box full of clothes and open a door to the closet. It was a walk in closet, of course. As I walk inside and put my stuff down, I couldn't help but notice that half the closet was filled already. It was filled with tuxitos, joggers, t-shirts, and a bunch of athletic shoes.

"Umm, Jimin?," I yell.

"Yes?" He says as he enters the closet.

"Who are all these clothes for?" I say super confused.

"Jungkook's of course. You'll be sleeping with him... this bedroom is for both the Alpha and the Luna. "

My eyes slightly widen and my cheeks tint. I guess I hadn't thought this all the way through. For some reason I thought I would be in a guest bedroom, which now that I'm thinking about it, made no sense. I usually wouldn't complain but I was currently mad at him.

"Right, I knew that," I say to jimin after I'm done processing. He nods and exits the room to grab a few more boxes.

I walk out of the closet and to the comfortable looking bed. I jump on the left side and rest my head on one of the satin pillows. I can't help but smell Jungkook's cologne through the sheets. I snuggle deeper into the pillows and take in his scent. Just before I could get fully comfortable, I hear the bedroom door open. I lift my head in its direction and make eye contact with Jungkook.

"Can we talk?" He says with his deep voice.

I flip my head to where I am no longer facing him. "Not unless you explain why you don't want to mark me," I say with a slight attitude.

He walks over to the bed and sits right besides me. I scoot my body slightly away from him so that we weren't touching. I look up at him and see a face of distress.

"Y/N, you don't understand, I do want to mark you," he says as he passes his fingers through my hair and passes it behind my ears. "... It's taking everything in me not to." I ignore the butterflies in my stomach I try my best to act tough.

"Then why are you fighting it?" I meant to say it with anger, but it came out as a pathetic whisper. His hand moves from my hair and down to the side of my neck, I see his eyes shift to a dark pink color and see his k9s slightly grow in his mouth. His fingers land on the pulse of my neck.

His pink eyes make contact with my dark ones. He leans closer to me and his eye contact moves to my lips. His hand reaches around my waist and the other rest behind my ear. A slight tingly sensation runs through my body as his lips gently touch mine. I close my eyes and wrap my hands around his neck and through his hair. I should be mad at him, but I couldn't help it. This kiss was truly an outer body experience. Feelings of lust find there way to the kiss and I blush at the inappropriate thoughts coursing through my head. The kiss gets rougher and more passionate as his hands caress me.

He hovers over me and deepens the kiss. I give his tounge an entrance and he takes the opportunity to dominate the kiss. He roughly grips the bedsheets besides my waist, to keep his wolf in control. He slightly growls as he wants to do more but doesn't want to loose himself. I've always heard that wolves had a mind of there own. Especially one of an Alpha. It was as if his person and his wolf were fighting on how far he should go with me. If I was being honest, I was probably on the same page as his wolf.

His lips then travel to the side of my mouth and down my jaw. He trails butterfly kisses down to where he lands on my pulse. He kisses my neck as I travel my hands to his flexing biceps. I'm breathing heavy but he's breathing heavier. A strong need is rising in me. I wanted him to mark me. He wanted to mark me too. He stares at my neck with intensity as I slightly shift to expose more to him. But he pulls away. I take this chance to catch my breath and try to gather myself. He could probably smell the hormones my body was releasing. His eyes were now a fiery bright light pink.

"Y/N... if I mark you.... you'd become a werewolf."