Revenge

Chapter Thirty-Nine

"Did you guys hear anything weird last night?" The ravenette asked his friends as they all set the table for breakfast. Hoseok looked up as he set the plates down, glancing at everyone around the room as they shook their heads.

"Yoongi fell off the bed last night," Hoseok chimed, which had everyone stop what they were doing as they looked over at the said man with furrowed brows. Yoongi was setting the silverware out, feeling eyes on him as he remained unbothered by the stares.

"It happened, let's move on," He grumbled, not sparing a glance anyone's way as he went down the table and placed silverware next to plates, while Jimin placed down cups as he tried to hide his smile and suppress his laughter.

"How did you fall off the bed?" Taehyung asked, stopping what he was doing as he stared at the delta. Yoongi placed the last piece of silverware down before looking up at the alpha with a raised brow.

"Do you really wanna know?" He crossed his arms, staring at Taehyung, who instantly shook his head as Jungkook giggled at the pair, noticing the way Hoseok blushed and Jimin hid his face.

"What did you guys hear last night?" Seokjin asked, leaning against the chair Namjoon was sat in, arm still in the sling as the omega's began to bring out breakfast, setting the plates on the table.

Jungkook glanced over at Taehyung, debating if he should say what he saw and heard last night, but afraid it would only cause trouble and the alpha would be angry with him for not telling him everything and lying.

"Just a loud crash, which I'm pretty sure we can pinpoint was Yoongi falling off the bed," Jungkook stated, eyes going over to Yoongi, who still remained unbothered by it all.

"Not only that," Taehyung said, pulling out a chair and taking a seat next to Jimin, "After Jungkook closed the window in our room, it magically reopened. I didn't see or hear anything, but I was out of the room when it happened."

The omegas placed the last of the dishes on the table, before exiting and going back into the kitchen, leaving the small group of males to be by themselves as the chatted about last night's events.

"You don't think it was those people, do you?" Jimin questioned, looking around the table, only for everyone to share glances with each other. That could explain why strange things happened last night and they weren't able to pinpoint who it was.

Jungkook took a seat on Taehyung's lap, shrugging his shoulders as he took a piece of bacon from the top of the pile in the center of the table, munching on the sliver of meat, "I don't know. It was weird."

"Everything that's been happening lately has been weird," Yoongi said matter of factly with a roll of his eyes. Everyone nodded, agreeing with the delta as they all sat around the large table in silence for a while.

"We do need to come up with some sort of plan to catch these people," Namjoon said, munching on a piece of bacon. Jungkook couldn't agree more, but he had no idea where to even begin by trying to catch these guys.

Everything was happening so fast, and the boy didn't know where to start. No clues were left behind at the crime scenes, no footprints, no scents, nothing out of the ordinary was spotted—it was a dead end.

"If we do come up with a plan it has to stay between us," Taehyung stated, "No one else can know just in case if they're a part of the pack. We have to lay low and not bring it up when anyone is around."

"Where would we even go to discuss it?" Seokjin asked, taking a seat beside Namjoon as he crossed his arms loosely over his chest. The omega offered the male a piece of bacon, which the older accepted with a small grin.

Jungkook and Taehyung shared a look, both having the same idea as to where it was safer to talk about coming up with a plan. The ravenette looked around the dinning room, making sure no one was around or even eavesdropping on their conversation as Taehyung whispered, "Mystic Shadow's old pack house would be the safest bet."

"Every time we need to discuss something, that's where we meet up, but we have to be discrete about it," Jungkook whispered loud enough for only the boys in the dinning room to hear, "Nobody else can know about this, just in case. So we have to keep this between just the seven of us."

Everyone nodded just as people began to enter the dinning room for breakfast. Jungkook quickly claimed a seat beside Taehyung, the alpha resting his hand on the boy's knee and giving it a light squeeze under the table.

It was strange. They were all possibly sitting with the killers at this very table, sharing breakfast with them and no one didn't have a single clue. The thought alone made Jungkook sick to his stomach, slowly losing his appetite the longer he thought about it.

He didn't eat much, and Taehyung noticed this but didn't say anything. He assumed he was too busy thinking about last night and was preoccupied with the latest events. All he did was give his knee a reassuring squeeze every now and then, hoping it would convince him it was all going to be okay.