Jungkook Jeоn

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Taehyung entered the hall. His eyes, cold as islands of ice, slid over those around him, assessing, contemptuous. He hated this crowd—their weakness, their weak smiles, their willingness to bend to another's will. He had built his own life, like a sculptor, cutting away all that was superfluous, and taking nothing for granted. Love? A fairy tale for those who fear loneliness.

Jungkook stood at the counter. His gaze was calm, but it held a strength that seemed capable of crushing anything in its path. He noticed Taehyung, and the corner of his lips twitched in a slight smile, as if he'd seen something amusing but not worthy of his attention.

"Baby, are you in the wrong area?" Jungkook's voice was low, like thunder rolling in the distance.

Taehyung felt his blood boil. "Baby?" He stepped forward. "You think I'm going to let you talk to me like that?"

Jungkook laughed "You're funny. But omegas like you rarely know when to stop."

Their gazes locked like blades, and the air thick with tension. Taehyung felt his body reacting to the alpha's proximity, though he vehemently denied it. His instincts screamed in warning, but he suppressed them, as always.

• Show me what you can do, baby.