Chapter 7: CHAPTER 5
JEON JUNGHO
The moment I got into this house I can't help the way my heart pounded in my chest at the sight before me.
...is he even real?
He has the beauty of a goddess.
I don't know but he really is fucking with my heart and head. The expression he wears on his face tells me that he doesn't want this, that he doesn't want to be here, just like me.
Another victim.
Maybe he's doing this for his parents?
"You look pretty. I never thought you'll be this beautiful when seng told me about how pretty you are!" I couldn't agree more with mom. He really is pretty. The prettiest omega I have ever laid my eyes on.
His golden hair is the first thing that caught my eye, I don't know how's that possible when both of his parents got black. His eyes are golden too.
For an omega, it should be blue. I never saw golden on any omega.
I keep my mouth shut not wanting to make anyone uncomfortable. Now I feel glad for wearing scent blockers.
Jihan's suspicious golden locks fall beautifully on his porcelain skin down to his unrealistically golden eyes. Breathtaking.
Fucking breathtaking.
My wolf howls in my head as it claws my inside to let out to get to its omega. To dive into that milky neck to get a whiff of his scent. I clench my hands into fists to calm my senses.
I can't help but sneak glances at him from time to time. The white sheer shirt opens up to his elegant collarbones. Thin jewelry adorns his pale neck. Golden glitter scattered across his cheeks.
Everything is golden.
And he's golden.
I can see the skepticism in mom's gaze as she looks at Jihan, like me she can't take her eyes off him too. Who could ever?
I wonder how many eyes watched him. How many people's attention he had caught in his seventeen years of age? A sigh leaves my lips.
"How's everything going, Jae?" Dad asks Jaewoon. I tear my eyes away from Jihan sitting beside his father on the small couch and look over at Jaewoon.
"Everything is going great, seng. I'm sorry that you had to pay twice the price because of our silliness." Jaewon rushes over his word, lines forming on his forehead as he crinkled his brows.
I watch as Jihan squirm from where he sits beside his father when his dad sent him a gaze. I feel my brows lifting up in anticipation. His golden eyes cut to mine, and he visibly gulps before looking away.
"Ay, don't say that, it's not a big deal. I didn't even bother to look at the receipt, it's nothing when I'm doing it for you."
"You didn't have to, though..." Jaewoon trails off with an apologetic tight-lipped smile. Jihan places a pliant hand over his dad's knee, moving a little bit closer.
"Well, you guys wanna see your wolfs, yea?" Mom's questions, gazing at me first then at Jihan. He forces a smile, looking over at his mother before his gaze directs toward me.
"Yes," I said, not looking away from him. As always he's the one to cut the contact.
"Then what are you waiting for?" Mom draws one of her perfectly lined brows at me.
"Come honey." Jia put out her hand for Jihan to take, which he hesitantly took. He along with his mom walks toward us. I rise on my feet, pulling at the collar of my shirt when it tried to chock me.
I think now is the time I get to look at Jihan from head to toe, later my eyes were stuck on his damn gorgeous face to travel down. I try my best to not flash my alpha eyes as I take in his curves.
God.
I try to tame my inner alpha to not embarrass myself in front of mine and his parents and especially to not scare him away by thinking his future alpha was a fricking pervert.
I clear my throat before rushing outside, because suddenly I feel so hot. I feel my skin burning. As if his omega is calling my alpha. Damn.
"Umm, are you ready?" A very sweet and melodious voice invades my ears as I feel my heart rate picking up. I swirl behind only to find that golden omega standing at the entrance, with one hand inside his pocket and the other scratching the backside of his neck where his golden locks met with his pale skin. Now it's my time to gulp.
"Oh, yeah. I am..." I find myself mirroring him as my nervous hand flies to the back of my neck. He gave me a smile, like— what the hell?!
How can he be so damn gorgeous that makes him unreal without even putting any effort to be so?
He's walking toward me, and my hands are sweaty.
He's standing beside me, I can almost see myself in his golden orbs.
"Umm, you can go inside and shift in there if you are uncomfortable with me standing here," I say, unsure.
"Ah, it's alright. I am a villager, after all, it's all normal here." He utter, already undressing. He unfastens his shirt, peeling it off of his pale, unblemished torso. I gulp down the drool that gathered in my mouth, looking away in a flash when his hands go down to unbuckle his pants.
I feel like a fricking pervert.
I am fast to get rid of every single cloth clung to my body. Painful sounds of bone cracking fill the silent air.
I stand in all my glory.
Big bad, yale blue wolf.
And before me stood the only one who could ever tame this big bad wolf.
He stood in front of me,
In all his glory.
The golden wolf.
It stand before me and held its head high as it look through my soul with its golden eyes.
A growl ripped out of my throat.
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