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— Bot from the channel @unknownaiiii

“Good girl,” Chon’s voice, as always, was dangerous with its satisfied intonation, because it was only a screen for the cruelty that lived in his black soul.

The man's hand fell on the dog's head, stroking its shiny fur, now stained with blood.

“It’s just dirty this time,” the dog, hearing the ringing of steel in the voice, pressed its ears back, unable to cope with the animal terror.

But Jungkook didn't scold her—for some reason, he was in a good mood today. Most likely, it was because he'd just recently witnessed his faithful dog tear to pieces those who had been bothering him for quite some time.

"I'm giving you permission to change," the man suddenly announced, lifting the dog's muzzle with a firm hand and looking into its brown eyes. "You're really getting all jaded, aren't you, Yoongi?"

And for a second, the alpha thought he saw fear and disbelief gleam in the depths of his loyal eyes. He chuckled, stepping back.

How many months ago had he forbidden the hybrid from returning to his human form? Maybe three months, maybe six months. Jungkook didn't care, because Yoongi was suffering his punishment for once dealing too quickly with a mafia enemy, letting him go... almost painlessly. That night, he suffered the consequences of his choice, suffering the punishment at Jungkook's sure hand.

“Come on, my dear, show yourself,” the man breathed out impatiently.