Jeon Jungkook' Loss

The loss of something important and precious is always painful, unbearable to describe in words. Especially when a mother loses her only, long-awaited child.

Winter, cold and harsh, never brought warmth, the northern frosts arriving earlier than usual. The only thing that warmed their hearts was the thing growing beneath their hearts—their first and most long-awaited child with Jungkook. Kenai told her husband about her pregnancy as soon as she learned the due date, and the entire pack immediately took on the role of protectors, because when the alpha female is carrying her first child, that's always a priority. The pack would give its life to protect the she-wolf and her child.

For nine months, Jungkook never left his woman's side, caring for her and protecting her. The alpha ensured she ate well and slept soundly. Fate blessed them with the opportunity to become parents, and Kenai would give him a wolf cub. However, fate can be cruel, and life presents difficult times. Hunting in winter is the most difficult, but also the most important. Therefore, alphas go hunting, and omegas, both male and female, stay home and tend to the household. Kenai, as the leader's wife, was under the care of several other females, but today everyone was busy with their families, so she was alone at home. The weather was crisp and frosty, so she went outside and decided to take a walk, her warm coat warming her fragile body and rounded belly. Time passed.

And then the birth, the baby's first cry, the joy of the parents and the entire pack. An heir was born. Responsibilities increased. One day, Jungkook went hunting, and Kenai went for a walk with Han. Who would have thought that on that day, she would be deprived of joy forever.

"My son! Please...my little wolf, don't, don't touch him. Honey!!!" She screamed, cried, and begged the barbarians not to kill her boy. It was too late. The child's body lay lifeless in the white, dirty, blood-stained snow. Running to her son, she hugged his small body to herself and growled at the strange men who laughed in her face.

They laughed, from the grief of the mother, from the grief of the she-wolf, they didn’t care that they cruelly killed her son.

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if you are afraid of losing something,

lose it
And
more
never
Nothing
don't be afraid.