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Taekwoonie was a simple woman, really. She liked cats, naps, stealing small morsels of food. And Wonshik, Hakyeon thought with a smile.
It was driving Seungri crazy. Daesung was an affectionate person by nature and had no issues with skinship, but surely even he should have noticed what Jiyong was doing. He didn't know if it had to do with being such a young Alpha having another, more confident Alpha play and tease with his Omega, but the possessiveness was slowly robbing him of all sense.
Of them all - feeling all of their torment, agony, pain - Daesung hurt the most. There was nothing that could make Seunghyun more desperate than feeling the Siren's descent into hopelessness.
He was angry, and you completely understood why - even agreed with him - but it wasn't doing either of you any good to stay bitter. It wasn't going to make it better, and it wasn't your fault they were like that. You hadn't even wanted to come, he'd been the one to insist.
Jackson was one of those hyungs that Bambam just adored. The man was everything he'd envisioned in his ideal type and then everything else he hadn't thought of and on top of it all, Jackson was an omega. There was only one problem that halted Bambam from confessing to Jackson, for better or worse. That problem's name is Jaebum, his loved and respected leader, and it's Jaebum's mark that Jackson's got on his neck.
It was very important to him to meet your family. His family had adored you and now with the ring he'd put on your finger, there was no way you could stall any longer.
Wonshik is terrified. She's only been dating Taekwoon for just over a year and they screwed up already. She doesn't have any idea about how to tell him she's pregnant.
Being mated to Taekwoon was easy. Except when other Wolves come along and decide they want an easy lay from a human.
Daesung still dreams of ocean currents and distant ringing echoes of song. He stil dreams of the way the black sludge had closed his throat.
There was something wonderfully fulfilling about being with Daesung. Up on stage with him like this, Jiyong was sure that she had managed to find perfection.
It takes a non-human soul to feel the essence of humanity.