***

What the hell? Never in my dreams I imagine the day would come where I would watch one of the pompous heirs got beaten up half dead like this. Just where did the rest of the guys go? I thought they were inseparable, like litterally glued from the waists down or something. I frowned at the image, okay, that would be disturbing to see actually,
Cut it out!, I shake my head slightly as I heard a terrifying sounds of cracking bones from JungKook and cringed. I need to do something before the boy pass to the afterlife!,
Looking around me, I tore my eyes from the beaten up JungKook and his attacker, I gave Nox a side glance before nods my head towards their direction and as if Nox read my minds, he bolted forward, changing into his wolf form in the process and snarled -I don’t know why but he always took his wolf form whenever he goes to his defensive position, did he really think his feline form was cuter than the wolf?-,
Jolting in surprise, the four man that attacking JungKook whip their heads towards Nox and start to back away as they saw the threating snarls and dangerous growls from the gigantic black wolf. I knew exactly what crossing their minds, the warewolves in the woods rumour. Dang! Now I’m the one who stirred the rumour back to life while the real warewolf keeping his promise to not wander in the woods again, JongIn wouldn’t let me breath peacefully later if he ever found out,
Showing off his deadly teeth, Nox keeps snarling at them before the four males run for their life when the wolf chase them. I wait for the five of them out of the hearing range then quickly walk out of the shadow, revealing myself as I crouch down beside JungKook’s tattered body,
His eyes closed and bruises start to form on his flawless face, I grimmaced when I saw the weird angled limbs,
Lifting one hand, I poke on his right cheek, he stayed still unmoving “yah, Jeon, are you dead yet?” I said while poking his other cheek repeatedly and after the fitfh trial, he cracked one eye open as he glared at me,
“I’ll bite your hands off if you keep doing that” he whispered lowly with harsh tone and I let out a relief breath that I held unconciously then slumped down, now sitting on the cold pavement beside him,
“oh, thank goodness I thought you were a goner” I said, patting my chest a little as he start to shift his body to a more comfortable position. He looked cold, distant even after I litterally safe his sorry . Well, its his usual behavior towards me though, I’m not complaining, if he suddenly go all touchy touchy and fake like how almost half of his hyungs act towards me lately, that’s, I would surely freaked out,
“what’s with those guys? Did you piss them off or something?” I ask when I felt Nox start to materialize beside me after chasing off JungKook’s attacker,
He sigh “they bump into me”, I lift an eyebrow at his answer, really? And he didn’t even bother to defend himself?,
“and you just let them beat the out of you?” I ask again unsurely and he turn his face away as if admitting it, “they’re in blood euphoria, drunk as ” he explained. That’s not enough reason to let people beat you into pulp, I sweat dropped, but then just let him say whatever he wants, its not my problems anyway,
I look away and focused my eyes at his wounds, the skin knitted slower than it should be and I frowned “uh whatever, but, you’re healing slowly, when the last time you drink blood?”, JungKook hummed lightly as he too take a look closely at his wounds,
“almost two weeks ago” he confirmed my guess and I throw him a look, which is encountered with his own ‘what?’ looks. I sighed before standing up and look down at him, Nox has back to his lion form again -scaring JungKook a little as he watch the feline gave out a big yawn and he scooted away-,
“you should go back now Jeon, I’m sure your hyungs was searching for you by now” I said. JungKook just smirked as he look away, distant expression on his face “I can’t go there in this state, they’ll freak out and the last thing I want now is being treated like a baby in a cradle”,
This boy and his pride
I shake my head in defeat “go to your household then, treat those wounds and get some blood, did you really think being a royal makes you unbeatable infront of the death face or what?”,
At the mention of his household, I noticed his body turn rigid and I couldn’t help but forming a questoning stares towards him. I know that looks, its the looks I’ve put on whenever I got feed up of my life and wish for nothing but the world to be destroyed. That’s exactly the looks on JungKook’s face right now, and I found my self words out something I thought I would never say,
“come with me then, we’ll clean those wounds and find you some blood to drink”.

 

*** I don’t know why I brought one of my bullies here, inside my own room and start cleaning his wounds in daze, surprised by my own deeds. Did I finally gone crazy or what?,
“ouch! Yah, gentler, will you?!” JungKook pained hiss heard when I unconciously poked on his open wound a bit too hard and instantly snapped back from my trance as I said a quick sorry, pulling the bloodied cloth away from him,
JungKook rolled his eyes as he let me clean the wound on the side of his forehead once again, dabbing the cloth slowly this time as I frowned. Yeah, indeed, I’m becoming out of my mind, why would I help this ungrateful little brat after all he did, even now he didn’t say thanks or whatsoever normal people do after being helped, jerk,
I scoothe away after I finished dabbing on the last wound and examine my works. Not bad, there’s less evidence of blood on the wounds and leaving only a raw pink meat which is knitted close slowly. I clamped my lips as I recalled why did we head here in the first place. Ah right, blood bags,
Taking the bowl that I use to contain warm water to clean JungKook’s wound with me, I stood up and head to my bathroom, “get the blood by yourself will you? Blood banks beside the refrigerator,” I called from the bathroom and a shuffle and grunts heard shortly after that, indicating that the boy listening to my order at last,
“there’s no blood bags in here” JungKook hesitant voice heard and I frowned. What? I remember I still have a dozen of bags or something stored in there,
“are you sure?” I ask from my spot, peeking my head slightly through the opened door. JungKook shake his head as he look aside at me and my frown deepened before I put the emptied bowl down on the sink and decided to take a look myself. That’s when I gawked,
The hell? Where did those pile of bags went to?!
Greeting me, is a sight of emptied blood banks without even a single trail of blood bags inside, not even the emptied one. I clamped my mouth shut. There’s only one thing could explain this, or rather, someone,
“that evil woman”, JungKook raised an eyebrow as he heard my hiss, “what did you do this time?” he ask, standing up to walk back to my bed and collapsed on his back while watching me still rotted on the spot infront of the empty blood banks. I sigh,
“I done nothing, not in this past two weeks at least, heck even I haven’t really interacted with her nor Nara since the ball” my answer came out as big heave as I walk back to the bathroom to finish my previous task,
JungKook was one out of all the seven boys whose know about how my step mother always punish me, that’s why he guessed of why would I have an emptied blood banks without much effort. He keep his mouth shut afterwards, making me wonder what’s exactly running through his head. As if I wanted to know duh!,
The silent lingered for a second before he casually called when I stepped out of the bathroom, “so,  we both know you don’t have blood to feed me, what’s you gonna do now?” he has his teasing face on and I groaned inwardly, kicking myself mentally. JungKook smirk widened as he watch me going through my wardrobe and pull out a rather loose shirt and an short before went back to the bathroom to change, slamming the poor door shut behind me as I heard a muffled snickers,
I’m not one to going back on my words, not to mention I was the one whose dragging him all the way here. But well, in my defence, I can’t leave him bleeding in that state he has himself in, it won’t be long before he knocked on the death door. No matter how much I hates him, I just can’t bring myself to be that heartless. Looking on my reflection on the mirror after done changing, I frowned before splash my tired face and let the cold water did its magic on the fatigued skins, dripping down to my collar bone. I look up, “I’m not gonna have a corpse in my quarter, this only based by a good deeds, yes, it is” I murmured, reached forward to the door knob and twist it open, walking back in my bedroom,
JungKook watch me from the bed where he laid sprawled on his back leisurely as if its his own bed and not the bed of a girl that he and his friends been put through the hell almost half of her life. He look up to me in wonder as I stare at him with poker face on, eyes trailing on his open wounds one by one, the skin was not even knitted correctly, heck even blood still dripped a bit from them and that’s when I sigh in defeat and sat down beside him on the bed,
I guess I don’t have much choice other than doing this
Titling my head aside while keeping our connected eyes, I put my hair away from my neck and I could see JungKook gulped lightly at the display of veins on my neck. His eyes turned red instantly as his fangs grow inside his mouth,
“go on” I said, trying to feign a casual tone into my voice as he starred back and forth at me and my neck, obviously struggling in keeping his inner demon from pouncing on me. That’s what you get from starving yourself, idiot. As a natural predator