"Did you think it would be that easy to slip past me, (Y/N)?"
Taecyeon's grim chuckle reverberates through the dining room, pinning Bang Chan and I to the spot. Gritting my teeth, I leap up and swing a powerful kick at Taecyeon. He dodges my attack with lightning speed, his eyes flashing red with rage.
"Nice try."
His booming Alpha voice hits me hard in the stomach, like a powerful fist. I hit the ground.
"(Y/N)!"
Bang Chan charges forward, throwing a powerful fist at Taecyeon. Taecyeon doesn't move an inch.
"You two are adorable."
Hyunjin says with a fake pout. Right before Bang Chan makes contact with Taecyeon, Hyunjin lashes out, slashing Bang Chan's back from behind.
"Bang Chan!" I scream.
Bang Chan's back blooms red with blood. He turns, his gold eyes flashing fiercely. With a hefty shoulder slam, Bang Chan knocks Hyunjin to the ground, landing a crunching blow to his nose. Bang Chan turns then, once more aiming the full forces of his attack at Taecyeon.
"Pathetic."
In an instant, Taecyeon has him by the neck, lifting him high off the ground.
"Thank you for delivering my daughter back to me, Bang Chan."
He slams Bang Chan into the ground, cracking the hardwood. Bang Chan winces, his body going rigid with the pain. Taecyeon leans in, whispering in his ear.
"I'm sure your parents would be very proud."
"No...leave him alone!"
Taecyeon sneers in my direction.
"Was that an order? I'm almost proud. But you still need to learn... Nobody gives me orders."
Taecyeon lifts Bang Chan up and slams him into the ground once more, and I hear something inside him snap.
"Bang Chan!!"
Bang Chan goes limp in my father's grasp. Taecyeon calls in guards and shoves Bang Chan's body at them.
"Take him away."
As they drag Bang Chan out of the room, tears sting my eyes. I run for him, but Hyunjin locks my arms behind my back.
"Where were we, (Y/N)?"
Hyunjin drags me forward, holding me still in front of my father. Taecyeon squeezes my chin roughly, forcing me to look him in the eyes.
"Oh, yes. Your homecoming. Congratulations."
He slaps me hard across the face.
"This time, you're here to stay. Understand?"
The sharp sting of his blow is nothing compared to Bang Chan's blood staining the cracked hardwood floor. With a vicious snarl, my knee flies up hard, hitting him squarely between his legs. The shock of the pain causes Taecyeon to double over, more of a reaction than I've ever seen. He screams in agony.
"You'll never keep me here."
"You bitch."
Hyunjin wrenches my arms back painfully, but I could care less. I grin as Taecyeon tries to regain his composure.
"Look at that. A crack in the armor. Now, we can see how weak you really are."
Finally, Taecyeon rises, flaring daggers at me.
"You..."
He reaches out, his eyes flashing red, choking me with his Alpha command.
"You've been quite the naughty little girl. I think some well-earned discipline is in order."
I try my best to keep my face straight as his invisible hands squeeze my throat tight. After what feels like forever, he releases me. I cough and my knees buckle, but Hyunjin holds me fast.
"You know where to take her, Hyunjin."
With a nod, Hyunjin drags me away, Taecyeon's sneering visage fading from view. I'm guided out of the dining hall, up an ornate spiral staircase, before finally being shoved into a room that looks all too familiar. It's my old bedroom. I barely have a moment to take it in before Hyunjin shoved me down roughly on the bed, snapping a metal collar to my neck.
"That should hold you nice and snug until you're ready to marry me."
I try to get away from him, but it's no use. His slimy fingers work my hair back to its normal style.
"There we go. I like you better like this."
"Don't touch me, you sick fuck!"
Hyunjin chuckles, running a finger over the collar at my neck.
"You'll learn to behave for me. One way or another." he grins.
"You deserve a slow, painful death." I grit my teeth.
"Good. I'm glad you'll have something to fantasize about in our bed. As for me, I'll be getting hard over all the power you'll bring me."
Hyunjin leans in close, with a foul breath and dead eyes.
"Power the likes of which no one has ever seen."
Hyunjin gives me a kiss on the cheek and exits the room, locking the door behind him. I give the collar as strong a pull as I can but it doesn't budge. It's connected to a chain on the wall. My eyes fall on an old photograph, still framed and leaning against the mantel. It's one of my family, back before everything fell apart. Back before I'd realize the truth. I make my way over to it, walking as far as the chain around my neck will allow. Then, gingerly, I pick it up, looking down at my young smiling face, and the two beaming parents next to me. The door opens behind me.
"Do you remember the day we took that photo?" Taecyeon asked.
"I have no interest in our shared past." I grit my teeth.
"You can't run away from who you are."
"Watch me."
Taecyeon strides over to me, plucking the photograph from my hands.
"I missed you terribly, you know." Taecyeon says, looking at me.
"You tried to have me killed."
"Not out of choice. Out of necessity."
His voice softens, almost taking on a tender note as he looks over the photograph once more.
"You were such a weak child. So very much like your mother in that way. I'm glad I finally found a use for you. Beyond simply taking your life." he said.
"Taecyeon, I'll find a way to stop you. Just wait." I threatened.
"Must we fight like this, (Y/N)?"
Taecyeon sighs with mock sincerity, placing the photograph back on the mantel.
"How much punishment is it going to take before the lesson has been drilled in? You've lost. You'll be marrying Hyunjin at dawn. All the preparations are in place." he informs me.
"I'll never say I do." I growled.
"Oh but you will, and to solidify your new bond with Hyunjin..."
Taecyeon turns to me, the true evil revealed in his half-shadowed face.
"...We will kill Bang Chan at the alter." My eyes widen in shock
"You...you can't do that!"
"Oh, but I can. And I want to. You will come to thank me, in the end."
He leans in, practically whispering.
"Come tomorrow, we'll be rid of your little distraction." he smirks, gliding over to the door.
"Now, get some rest. You'll want to look fresh for your big day tomorrow."
With that, he strides out of the room. My knees hit the floor. I double over and scream in frustration, pulling desperately at my metal collar until my fingers bleed. It's unclear how long I try to pull myself free. Finally exhausted, I fall to the floor, tears staining my cheeks. I never thought it would end like this. Suddenly, the door opens again.
"Back to gloat?"
However, to my surprise, a very different familiar face walks through the door.
"Seungmin? What are you doing here?" I ask in shock.
"What does it look like?" he replies with a sarcastic question.
"It looks like you're working with Taecyeon."
"Got it in one."
He strides toward me, a smile on his lips as he reaches for my neck.
"Wait, stop!"
Then, with a sharp click, my collar falls from my neck.
"What? But...but why?"
Seungmin merely shakes his head.
"I never did get your last words out of my head."
"My last words?"
"After everything I'd done. After trying to kill you, after trying to overthrow Bang Chan...you still showed me kindness. You still let me leave with dignity."
"Seungmin...the pack will take you back."
"I...I don't know if I deserve that."
"You do. If I ever get out of here, I'll tell them what you did."
"Thank you, (Y/N)."
He gestures to the door with a tilt of his head.
"Bang Chan is in the dungeon, down the stairs to my left. The way through should be clear, just...hurry and do your best to not get caught."
I give him a grateful nod, and with that, you're out the door. It doesn't take me long to find the stairs leading to the dungeon. I slink past several guards and servants. Soon, I've made my way down to the dark heart of Taecyeon's cells, and there, chained on the wall, I find Bang Chan. He is limp in his shackles, battered and bleeding from several large torture wounds.
"Oh my God. Bang Chan...what did they do to you?"
Wearily, he opens his eyes, meeting my gaze with a weak smile.
"(Y/N)...is this a dream?"
"No, it's not a dream. I'm here. I'm going to get you out."
I reach over, trying to undo the shackles at his neck. But they won't budge.
"Shit!"
I curse and yank hard. I can't break the shackles, but the chains loosen against the wall. Bang Chan slumps hard to the ground, no longer held up by his bindings. "Bang Chan! Are you alright?"
"Yes. I'm okay. Please stop."
Bang Chan wraps his chained arms around me, pulling me away from my task of trying to free him.
"It's all going to be okay."
"How can you say that after what they've done to you? With what they're going to do to you?"
"As long as you're safe, I'll be okay."
"They're going to kill you, Bang Chan."
"I know. But you can still survive this."
"No...I'm not leaving without you."
"You have to. It's the only way."
"No, I won't do it! I would rather die with you than--"
"Damn it, listen to me!"
Bang Chan wheels me around with surprising strength, pressing me up against the wall.
"You have to survive this. No matter what." He says caressing my cheek.
"Why?"
Without answering, his lips hit mine, the desperation of the moment taking physical form as he kisses me.
"Because." It is a single word. But it says more than I can understand. I open my mouth, but Bang Chan kisses me again, stealing my breath. Everything seems to fall away at once as our bond ignites, searing through us both. I rub up against him, a motion he matches instantly with a grunt of need. He hardens between my thighs, and lifts me up against the wall.
"Fuck, (Y/N)."
Bang Chan swears my name into my neck, taking hold there and marking me roughly as he tugs at my clothes. I close my eyes as he sucks hard, scoring my soft skin with his passion. He tears my tattered rags away from my body as though they are made of paper.
"B-Bang Chan–"
"Shh."
His breath ghosts across my lips, his smokey scent of pine washing over me as he wraps a powerful hand around my thigh.
"I need you."
He begins to raise my leg, spreading my thighs apart while he presses me against the stone wall.
"Bang Chan...I need you, too."
"Good."
When my leg is high, he slides his hand down the length of it, and slips his fingers beneath the thin fabric of my underwear.
"Because I don't think I can stop."
The growl in his voice makes me jerk, a shiver running up my body as he presses against me, his fingers so close.
"I need to feel you, (Y/N). One last time."
The desire to give in, to submit, is almost more than I can bare.
"Please. Touch me there."
Bang Chan answers with a scorching kiss. I can taste the sweet desire on his tongue. As he delves deep into my mouth, he presses his fingers inside me, hot and persistent. I cry out beneath his kiss.
"Hold on to me."
My chest heaves as I try hard to catch my breath. I wrap my arms around his neck. As soon as I do, he pulls out and presses into me again, deeper than before.
"Oh my God. Bang Chan...rougher..."
"Rougher?"
Bang Chan grabs a handful of my ass and squeezes. I moan and my hips jut forward, right into his waiting hand. In and out, he fingers me harder, deeper, until I whimper into his shoulder, the torrents of unyielding pleasure almost too much to stand.
"God, I needed this. I needed you."
His fingers pulse, thrust, deliciously rough within me. Never deep enough.
"Do you want more?"
I can feel him willing to take me all the way, his thumb so close to my center of pleasure.
"If you do then trust me. Let go and trust me."
With the last of my strength, I wrap my legs around Bang Chan, so he is the only thing holding me up.
"That's it. That's my girl. My true mate."
Bang Chan holds me steady, safe in his arms, as he adds a finger and plunges so deep I see stars. I throw my head back in ecstasy, my hair spilling over my back as he finger fucks me slowly. Then, his grip becomes powerful again, steady and firm in his resolve to take me over the edge.
"Bang Chan–"
I can barely get his name out as he presses his thumb to my clit, stroking and pressing as he thrusts. I moan and writhe in his arms, but he has me locked in place. I have no choice but to take what he gives me. And he gives me everything.
"Feel me, (Y/N). Feel it all."
His eyes glow gold and he presses hard and fast. I cry out as waves of bliss shoot through me. Bang Chan holds me there. His grip firm and relentless as he coaxes every last drop of pleasure from my body.
"God, you're perfect."
Sated, I go limp in his arms. He sinks to his knees, bringing us both to the prison floor. I feel his grip on me loosen.
"Are you making me go? Now?"
"Yes. I have to."
His head bowed low, he pushes me to stand. I sway on my knees, the hunger for him not even remotely quenched.
"Bang Chan...don't kick me out." I beg.
"You know that's not what I'm doing. I'm trying to protect you. Go. You have to."
Squeezing my eyes shut, I turn. Bang Chan doesn't let go of my hand.
"Bang Chan?"
"I...I can't."
His grip on my hand tightens. I turn back to him. He looks up into my eyes, with something I've never seen before. An expression I cannot read.
"Fuck it."
In a flash, Bang Chan pulls me back down to the ground in a tangled embrace. I'm unsure of where his limbs end and mine begins. He kisses me everywhere, moving down, slowly pulling my bra free. His fingers skirt my bare skin, his touch all-consuming.
"(Y/N)."
Bang Chan kisses his way down my stomach, his fingers threading the last remaining damp fabric at my waist. He pulls my panties down slowly, baring all of me to his unrelenting gaze. When I am freed of them, his breath catches.
"You really are the most beautiful thing I've ever seen."
There's a jolt in my chest and I flush.
"Then claim me, Alpha." I moan.
"Yeah?" he asks.
"Yeah."
I drag my hand over Bang Chan's face, rough and beautiful in the full moon's light. His grip strengthens at my waist.
"You don't have to ask twice."
With one sure vault, Bang Chan is on top of me, his hands over my knees.
"Tonight is my last night in this world. And all I want is you."
Keeping his sharp, feral eyes locked on mine, he opens my thighs, spreading my legs slowly.
"I want to taste you."
He kisses, traveling down, down, until his ragged breath coaxes a shiver from my exposed flesh.
"I want you to remember my tongue."
Bang Chan looks up at me, dragging his tongue over my entrance just long enough to make me gasp.
"Say yes."
The only thing separating the two of us is need, and the light from the full moon leaking in through the barred window.
"Bang Chan...I'll make you feel good instead."
My hand drifts down to his pants, unzipping them as I kiss him.
"Are you–"
"You said it yourself. If tonight is your last night, I want you to remember me. I want you to remember my tongue."
I slide his pants down in one swift motion, pulling his incredible length free, throbbing in the dim light. I drag my tongue from his base to his tip, and feel him buckle beneath me.
"God, (Y/N)." he moans.
"Do you want me to go deeper?" I grin.
"You're perfect. I'll have you any way you'd like."
I seal my mouth around his cock then, letting my lips and my throat create inescapable pleasure for Bang Chan. His whole body shakes. Still, I don't relent, working him as well as I can with my tongue, enjoying every bit of his loss of control.
"Fuck!"
Then, something changes in me. I feel a new, dark power awaken within me, shooting up from my core to my tongue. The power to create pleasure with my tongue. I pull away and give him a coy smile as I move my hands up and down his length.
"What is it?" He asks.
"I have a surprise for you."
Opening my throat, I take all of him, fast and hard as I let my power soar through me.
"Oh my G–" Bang Chan slams his hand onto the wall behind him with such force his fingers indent the brick. I move faster, taking him as deep as my throat will allow. I feel him swell within me and I ache with the thrill of it. He runs his fingers over my stretched lips, panting hard. Then, I thrust him hard into my mouth.
"Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!"
My power pulses over him, sparking and exploding with bliss. My mouth throbs with my newfound power, pulling him in with my mind-blowing lips and tongue. He loses control, hitting his peak, stifling a roar as he cums.
"Are you okay?"
"Am I–? Yes. I've never been better."
Bang Chan's hand moves to my chin pulling me back up towards him. He kisses me once more. Our eyes meet, and I feel the desire and passion radiating off of him. The contours of his body are apparent even through his remaining clothes.
"Bang Chan, I want to see you. All of you."
He chuckles, but I catch a hint of softness in his gaze.
"Okay. Stay still."
His voice is firm and commanding, and I can't help but do as he asks. He reaches for his pants, loosening them with unbridled heat in his gaze. He strips the last of his clothing off with intensity. Like he wants any last barriers removed as quickly as possible. Every rippling muscle ropes down to his rock-hard shaft. I gasp at the size of him. The dark beauty of him.
"This will be our last chance to be together. Let's make it count." he says in a whisper.
"Bang Chan...no more words."
"No more words."
Bang Chan's hands move to my waist, hold me firm against the ground as his cock throbs against me.
"I'm all yours."
"You always have been."
He punctuates that last remark with a growl that sends a shiver down my spine. I can feel how badly he wants this, how much he needs it. No more words need to be said. But he stops, cupping my face in his hands.
"You're mine, you hear?"
He takes my nipples into his mouth, biting and sucking until I whimper and buck my hips.
"You're mine, (Y/N). No matter what they do to you. No matter what they do to me."
He rubs his staggeringly large shaft up and down my slick entrance. I pant, hot and wanting.
"Tell me you're mine and I'll sink myself so deep inside you, you'll never forget me."
"You're mine. I'm taking you this time."
A soft smile spreads across his face at my words.
"Yeah?"
I twist around in his grip. I put my hands on his chest, pushing.
"Yeah."
I enter him slowly, and he fills me with a sensation that threatens to take over my body entirely. I gasp and arch the perfect feeling of him, scorching and powerful enough to drown out everything else.
"Fuck. (Y/N)."
My name on his lips sounds steady. I pull out and thrust slowly in again, patiently driving deeper. I slide down, down, all the way to the base of him. We both gasp as I stay there.
"Yes. You're mine forever."
"You mean that?"
I pick up speed then, the pressure mounting perfectly alongside the pleasure within me. I grip his shoulders.
"Bang Chan! Yes! Forever!"
I gasp his name and he answers with a surge of power, kissing me as he takes me further than I thought possible.
"My turn."
The pleasure and his Alpha voice, breaking like fireworks within me. Suddenly, he sits up, his chains wrapping around my waist.
"I never want to let you go."
He groans, pounding into me harder and harder.
"Don't let me go."
On my words, he grabs my hips, his grip bruising.
"What? What are–"
Before I can finish, he slams his hips up, jerking me forward. He does it again and again picking up pace and I sit there, helpless as he fucks up into me.
"Bang Chan–"
His pace picks up, and I feel a swelling inside me, a rush as I get closer and closer. He pulls hard on the chain, bringing me even closer to him. With a gasp, I come apart, almost dizzy at the intensity of it. As a shattering orgasm seizes my every nerve, I fall forward. Bang Chan still thrusts wildly into me.
"Fuck."
Oversensitive, all I can do is hold on as he mercilessly takes control of me.
"Bang Chan, I–"
"Going to cum again, (Y/N)?"
I cry out as I feel another rush, so quickly behind the last.
"That's it."
I cum again, hard and fast, and I bite my lip to keep from screaming. He doesn't stop, driving into me until, finally, he tenses, gripping tightly as he cums hard.
"Fuck, (Y/N)."
With gripped hands and heated skin, both of us clutch desperately to what I can. Exhaustion follows the pleasure, and I collapse forward into his arms.
"Wow."
"Yeah."
Bang Chan's chained arms remained wrapped around me as he lowers his lips to kiss the top of my head.
"I'll protect you, (Y/N). I promise you that. No matter what, for as long as I'm alive, I'm going to protect you."
"Hey, you need protecting right now."
"No, listen–"
"You listen. Please. We're going to get you out of this, Bang Chan. So don't promise–"
"You don't understand, (Y/N). This isn't just a promise. It's a vow."
By the light of the full moon, Bang Chan takes my face in his hands, his eyes burning into mine.
"I vow to protect you until my dying breath. Until the end of my days. No matter how soon that may be."
From Bang Chan's naked body, from the moon above, from the very air I breathe, our bond flames to life in a heartbeat. It burns like blue flames, reflecting in Bang Chan's soft, serious eyes.
"Bang Chan...I don't know what to say."
"You don't have to say anything. Just believe me. From the bottom of my heart. I swear it on my parents' souls."
I lean in, feeling the pull of our bond and something deeper... Something from my very heart pulling me to Bang Chan. I take Bang Chan's face in my hands.
"Bang Chan, I vow to protect you, too. Until the end of my days."
"(Y/N)..."
I place my finger on his lips.
"No. My turn."
Bang Chan stares at me, transfixed as I speak.
"It's why I came down here instead of trying to run away. It's why I've stayed with you through all of this. After everything we've been through together, you can't say this only goes one way."
I take Bang Chan's hand, and mark it with a gentle bite, placing it over my heart.
"I vow to you, here and now, to protect you. To weather everything the world throws at us. Together." I say with tears.
"You...you can't promise that."
"I can. And I have."
I kiss him, and after a long moment, he returns my affection. He presses his warm lips to mine, digging his hands in my hair. I swim in the feeling of him, and the memory of his words. He takes my hand and bites it the same way I did him, slow and soft.
"Together."
"Together."
Our bond burns so hot it makes me jump, and I look down at Bang Chan's chest. It is speckled with the light of early morning. Bang Chan pulls his clothes back on and dresses me, too.
"You need to get out of here. The guards will come to check on me soon." Once more, I shake my head, pulling his shackled wrists to me to try to set him free.
"What if we tried breaking them with a rock?"
"No. (Y/N), listen to me. You need to go."
"Why are you being so stubborn? Why won't you let me save you?"
"You'll get caught if you try. If you stay even a minute longer they'll–"
"Why does it matter if they catch me?"
Hot tears betray me, streaking my cheeks.
"Let me get hurt! Why does it matter so much to you?"
"Because..."
Bang Chan takes me by the shoulders, his grip white hot.
"Because I love you."