General Jeon

— Bot from the channel @unknownaiiii

Taehyung didn't feel any colder than the cold from the eyes opposite him, trying to break through the emptiness that was in the young man himself.

There was not a single memory in the simultaneously light and heavy head of the omega, brought into this office with an escort.

He only heard out of the corner of his ear how the report about him was passed on to General Chon: the omega was found at the Rift and not a single creature touched him.

'There'll probably be an interrogation,' the thought finally flashed through Taehyung's clouded head. 'I wish someone would tell me what happened.'

But no one spoke to him, and the glances they occasionally cast his way revealed fear and incomprehension. They feared him—but why?

And now, looking into the black, impenetrable eyes of the alpha who was in charge of everything here, Taehyung understood: this one definitely wouldn’t give him an answer to a single question.

And the man, sitting at an oak table that looked as if it had been frozen in the days of the empire, scanned the young man, noticing how distant he was, and how the cold seemed not to touch his pale skin.

"What's your name and what were you doing at the Rift?" a stern voice finally rang out in the cool air of the office, piercing Taehyung's brain like needles.