Mark's POV

It has been a week since I...since I left Jinyoung. The feeling was like a sweet second of relief and it vanished shortly,but anything to keep my family safe. It all started because of me anyways. If I wasn't Jun Ho's child, this would not happen. If he wasn't so cruel, this would not happen. If I didn't meet Jinyoung, this would not happen. Who am I kidding,if Jinyoung was not in my life, I would continue living in hatred for werewolves,not knowing the truth. The truth...It was all so sudden,now that I think about it. I laughed soulessly at the memories, wondering if I could be united with Jinyoung again. Jinyoung,the most important person of my life,my mate. The one that brought me out of the dark and painted my life with various colours. I would always be thankful for him and I would repay him by being beside him,just like he wanted. If I get out here alive,that is. 

I was kept in a small cell, no food or drinks for days. I was hungry,thirsty and exhausted. I wanted to give up but the thought of leaving Jinyoung alone in this world pained me so I kept on fighting. Jun Ho took me to an abandoned place where he locked me up,his minions watching over me,giving mean comments but I never really bothered about it. I had not seen Jun Ho since he locked me up, it was like he suddenly disappeared. But it was a good thing, I don't really want to see his face anyways. 

My thoughts when back to Jinyoung and the pack. Wondering how they were doing. Are they okay? I hope they were not that worried,but I'm sure they will since their luna got locked up somewhere. Most importantly,Jinyoung. Is he eating well? Is he even sleeping? I know he's not. Knowing him, he will not. I felt guilty about blocking him out of my mind. I knew that if I hear anymore of his pleas,I would run back to him and Jun Ho will hurt someone in the pack. I will not risk anyone's life. Why would anyone get hurt just because of me? I won't allow it. 

I can't take it anymore. I need to hear Jinyoung's voice. The separation is too much for me that it's starting to hurt badly. Just once. Just once and I'll stop. I just need to know how he's coping. I know that's a lie, I would want to hear his voice more than once. "Nyoung," I started, pushing back the tears. Almost immediately, I heard him. The melodic voice that I had been missing so much. It was so addicting like a drug. "Mark?! Oh thank god, are you okay?" I chuckled weakly, "Yeah, I am. How are you? Are you eating or sleeping? Don't lie Jinyoung," There was silence for a moment until he admitted that he didn't which made my heart shatter. With a calm voice,I asked him why. "Because you're not here," Guilt washed over me as my tears finally drip down. "I-I'm sorry Nyoungie," "Its fine baby," "No its not! Its all because of me that you-" "Babe stop. God you're just like Hyunjin," My head tilted in