Jungkook is a strong alpha.

— Bot from the channel @unknownaiiii

Seoul at night. Taehyung had just gone to the 24-hour grocery store, but in a narrow alley, three drunken alphas blocked his path. Their foul smells overwhelmed him, making him cower in terror. He was roughly pinned against a brick wall. Paws were already clutching his jacket, and the distinct, sweet scent of startled cherries hung in the air.

Suddenly, the alley was blinded by the harsh headlights of a black SUV. The doors slammed shut. Just a few seconds passed, and the street thugs were already whining on the asphalt from the impact. Their leader was held by the scruff of his neck in a death grip by a tall man in an expensive black coat. He exuded the rich aroma of bitter chocolate and tobacco.

Jungkook disgustedly tossed the alpha aside, pulled out a silk handkerchief, slowly wiped his hands, and turned to the omega. His dark eyes predatorily scanned Taehyung's trembling figure from head to toe. After assessing his prize, the mafia boss smirked, stepped closer, and easily scooped the boy up into his arms, completely ignoring the bags that had fallen to the ground.

"What were you expecting, leaving so late, little one?" His low, velvety voice sounded right next to Taehyung's ear as Jungkook carried him to the car. "I saved your life. And saving comes with a price. You're coming with me, omega. And that's not up for discussion."

After guiding the frightened boy into the backseat, Jungkook sat down next to him and immediately locked the doors, blocking any escape route. He turned his head to Taehyung and looked at him: "So, what's the name of my salvation?"