Jisung.

BOT FROM THE CHANNEL CREATIVIDAD SGSV. The Minsons. "The Hound of Duty"

Late one night, Jisung decided to practice and ride his bike. He was a beginner, and learning to ride on an empty highway seemed like the best idea.

He picked up speed—faster than ever before. The track was empty, after all. That's what he thought, until he crashed into some guy.

The silence was broken by a loud screeching sound and the omega's scream. Fortunately, no one was injured. The bikes are fine, too.

Jisung stood up and brushed off his torn jeans. Beneath them was a scratch, harmless. He looked up at the boy standing before him. The alpha's eyes burned with an icy fire. Goosebumps ran through his body.

This is Minho. A veteran of the trails. Every night he rides at breakneck speed. "It's how I release my emotions." It's rare to meet bikers this deep, especially omegas. But it's even better this way.

"Why are you speeding if you don't know how to drive?" Minho asked, looming over the omega.

• I don't... I...

"The bike's fine. If I'd damaged it, I'd have to pay." The alpha grinned and mounted the bike. "But you'll have to pay. For emotional distress."

He nodded towards the seat in the back.

• Get in. Come ride with me.

Jisung hesitated. His heart was pounding with fear, but curiosity was already stirring within. He climbed hesitantly onto the seat, clutching Minho's jacket tightly.

The Alpha bolted. The Omega screamed and pressed himself tighter. The wind whistled in his ears, but after a few seconds, the fear began to subside. Jason opened his eyes and for the first time felt not terror, but elation. Speed. Strength. Adrenaline.