I LOVE YOU, BABY, I'M NOT A MONSTER!

NEON AL-JANHA YEJOEN NAE MOSEUBEUL SHIN-GANI CHINAMYEON SARAJYEO BEORIL TENDE KEU TTAEN AL TENDE BABY!

I NEED YOU, BABY, I'M NOT A MONSTER!

PROLOGUE:

You should have turned away as soon as your eyes met his. You should have pretended you hadn't seen him, hadn't noticed him because he wasn't human. It was obvious in the way he stared at you with dark eyes glowing with hunger and want, in the way his body approached you, stalking and prowling like a predator, in the way he grinned maliciously at you, pearly white teeth glinting carnivorously. But you couldn't. You were stuck with him as his hands guided you to the dance floor, grinding into you from behind. His breath was on your neck, sending shudders that pleased him down your spine; his lips grazed your skin whenever he would talk.

He's not human, he most definitely isn't human. But you drawn to him as you both danced.

"Wanna take this to my place?" He whispered seductively into your ear, causing you nearly moan. God, what was he doing to you? You nodded, dazed. He smirked dangerously, and he murmured something and you were out within seconds. "Just like the others, always falling for good looks." He chuckled darkly.

"Are you sure about her, hyung?" A new voice piped up, and he turned to the person with your unconscious body in his arms. "I have that feeling that she's different than the last victims. Almost like she'll change everything about us and turn our worlds upside down."

"I agree, Jiyong. She seems different." Another voice spoke up as well, and the man, now known as Jiyong, groaned. "Listen to Daesung, he could be right." Jiyong glared at the tall, black-haired handsome man whose dark eyes were staring him down pointedly and the shorter man with platinum hair and half-lidded eyes before looking down at you.

 But they're right, you are different. He recognized you. He knew who you were, but they didn't, he knew that. But he could never forget a face of the love of his life, especially her reincarnation. Closing his eyes, he remembered the moments he shared with her up until the moment she died in his arms with a warm smile.

"I love you, Jiyong. I hope we can meet in the next life under different circumstances." Jiyong let out a low growl at her last words. He'll find the bastard that killed her, his lover, and he'll make sure he'll torture him in every way possible, sadistically enjoying every moment as they screamed in agony. And he will absolutely ensure that you will be safe until he's finished with this.

"Let's go," Jiyong ordered sternly, tightening his grip on you protectively. "We have early business to do all day tomorrow, Daesung, TOP. Starting from 6:30 and to midnight, you hear me?! Daesung, be sure to tell Seungri and Taeyang. Speaking of those two, where are they?"

The tall man, named TOP, sighed, shaking his head. "You know them," he said tiredly. "Taeyang's either dancing or picking up information, and Seungri, that womanizer, don't get me started on him." Daesung nodded in agreement. Jiyong scoffed, rolling his eyes. Those two were surely the most irresponsible yet the best they had.

Continuing their discussion as they left the club without any suspicious movement or anyone noticing, Jiyong couldn't help recognize the feeling of being watched, and he knew Daesung and TOP agreed. They shared glances as they spoke through minds, and when there was a noise of movement, TOP lunged to the source, catching the stalker off-guard with a cry.

Daesung growled inhumanely, eyes dilating and coloring a golden hue, nose flaring, and teeth baring. TOP dragged their stalker out by force, and Jiyong stared at a familiar face in mild shock. Sheepishly, his friend from his previous pack and adopted sibling stared up at him nervously, her dyed sun-kissed hair tied up into a messy pony-tail.

"J-Jiyong, long time no see." She said, stammering. Jiyong sighed in frustration.

"Chaerin, what did I say about following me?" Jiyong sternly asked, and the blonde woman, Chaerin, frowned.

"What else am I supposed to do?" Chaerin scowled, "We were supposed to get married, but you were in love with her. And when she died, you left on a journey without saying anything, and Master flipped a !" She folded her arms, now pouting childishly. Jiyong frowned.

"This isn't like you, Chaerin." His voice was soft and weak. Chaerin frowned, looking guiltily. "You were so supportive of Hana and I."

"I know it isn't, but if you don't come back with me when I leave, I'll be executed and our clan will have no one to rule which will lead to its collapse. Jiyong, please, come back. You said you would never abandon family, but now look at you: chasing after a shadow of the woman you love who will most likely never remember you. Jiyong, it's fruitless in the end. Just come back and everything will be alright again."

His face visibly softened at her words, but he shook his head, causing Chaerin's face to become crestfallen yet there was understanding somewhere in her mind. She sighed, standing and brushing off imaginative dust.

"I understand. But until then, I'll be staying with you." Chaerin stated, straightening her posture to proper and prideful. The three males did double takes.

"NO!" TOP shouted, startling the other three and especially Chaerin. "I-it's dangerous, Chaerin, and I'd hate to see you get hurt. Please, keep your distance from us, Chaerin. It's for your own good because once you're in, there's no away out." Daesung sniggered, Jiyong smirked, and TOP swallowed the lump in his throat. Chaerin huffed.

"So? I'm strong enough to protect myself, Seunghyun!" TOP visibly cringed at the use of his given name. When Chaerin used any of their given names, it meant she was serious and made up her mind. And when Chaerin had her mind made up, there was no stopping the blonde princess. "Listen, Seunghyun, I know you still find yourself at fault for Bom's death, but she would want you to be happy and protect me with everything you have. She wants you to know that she's glad she met you and never regretted every moment she spent with you as her final days. So, as the Crown Princess of the YG Clan, I order you to allow me in your journey and protect me!"

TOP frowned. He sighed as he lowered himself onto one knee and positioned his arm across his chest in a sign of obedience. "Your wish is my command." His voice was loyal and deep. It made Chaerin smile faintly. She was glad Seunghyun was her royal guard, he made her feel safe.

Jiyong cleared his throat, and Daesung shifted awkwardly at the two's moment.

"Can we continue now? We have to hurry back before the sun rises. You know how it is." Jiyong remarked, and the three nodded. Jiyong was the leader -though Chaerin was the Princess- so what he says, goes. "Now come on. And remember, Chaerin: once you're in, there's no way out." Chaerin gulped nervously, inching closer to TOP and nodding her head. 

"Right."

And they all walked off to their hideout with your unconscious body still in Jiyong's protective cage.