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Jimin's POV:

I got bored after I ate dinner so I headed to the garden.

I walked slowly, admiring the beauty of the flowers blooming. I had a smile on my face because winter was finally coming to an end.

To be honest, it was never my favorite season, I always preferred spring, green spaces, cornfields and beautiful colors of different flowers, not to mention the chirping of birds and the return of swallows to beautify the sky with their majestic flight.

I saw Hyungsik sitting on a bench in front of the tulips. He was laughing at something on his phone.

Without lying or exaggerating, I could watch him laugh all day without getting bored.

I envy him because he is very attractive. It's not just because of his beautiful eyes or perfect body, but it was mostly because his personality complemented everything. I admire him because he takes life lightly, he doesn't just live his life, working in something he likes and using his money in buying clothes and go on trips.

The good life.

Sometimes I wonder why he isn't my mate instead of Yoongi but I guess I can't be that lucky.

Too bad.

I approached him not knowing if I should talk to him or not. After the little argument with Yoongi, I don't dare to face him. He didn't do anything wrong, he just helped me out of my cocoon and he heard Yoongi's treaths.

He surprised me staring at him and smiled to me. God, that smile will be the end of me.

"Hey Jimin, come sit." he tapped the empty space next to him.

I smiled awkwardly and slowly approached.

I sat on the wooden bench and stared at the flowers moving with the light evening breeze.

It was calm and very relaxing.

"How are you doing today?" he asked.

"I'm good." I rubbed the back of his neck. "My leg doesn't hurt that much, I could finally walk a little."

"That's a relief then." he smiled and stared at the scenery in front of us. "Looks like the sun will be leaving us soon." he added, contemplating the change of colors in the sky.

The blue was slowly fading and transforming into a mix of orange and pink, it was very gorgeous.

"That's beautiful." I mumbled quietly.

"Mm." he nodded.

"What were you laughing about?" I asked. "Were you watching something funny?"

"Oh, haha!" he laughed and nodded. "My friend sent me some memes."

"Oh, can you show me?"

"Sure." he unlocked his phone and opened the gallery. "Look." he showed me the screen and started laughing as I was reading and watching the pictures.

A few moments after, we were both laughing like crazy, each meme was funnier than the other.

"Oh, damn this one's good." I chuckled.

Then, I caught a strong scent.

Yoongi.

I couldn't lift my head because I didn't want to see his angry face.

"Hum." he cleared his throat, making us look at him.

Hyungsik quickly took the phone and stood up. "Master." he bowed.

Yoongi's eyes were literally piercing mine. They were slowly shifting from brown to red and his fists were clenched. But it looked like he was trying very hard to keep calm.

"What are you d-" he didn't have the time to finish his words when a voice surged from nowhere. "Yoongi!"

I turned and saw a blond guy running with a stupid smile and hugged him.

He hugged him.

"I missed you!"

Look at him being all touchy. I furrowed and wondered how Yoongi could let him touch him as he wanted.

"Who's this?" I whispered to Hyungsik who simply shrugged.

Jinyoung came too and had the same reaction as us.

"This is my butler Jinyoung and Jinyoung this is my father's friend's son, Lucas."

It still doesn't explain he's being clingy to you, my dear.

"Also his fiance." the blond added with a smirk.

Oh.

I almost choked on my saliva hadn't been for Hyungsik who tapped my back.

I widened my eyes and stared at Yoongi who was nervously scratching the back of his neck.

"M-master? I didn't know you were engaged!" Jinyoung exclaimed.

I know, right? Someone has secrets here.

"Well, uhm, I forgot it." the black haired mumbled.

The butler frowned and stared at Lucas like he was some kind of insect but the boy didn't seem to care, he was just smiling, tugging on Yoongi's black shirt.

"You are the butler, right?" the blond said. "Bring my stuff to the room and be careful not to break anything. My suitcases are from Louis Vuitton so you better watch out." he added arrogantly.

Louis Vui.. what? The hell is this shit.

"You p-" Jinyoung clenched his fists but he was good at controlling his anger. "Alright, sir." he said calmly.

"You should call me young master, I'll be his husband after all."

I saw Yoongi staring at him with surprise.

The butler just nodded and headed to the car.

"It smells like Beta here." Lucas turned to me and Hyungsik and frowned. "I thought all your servants were Alphas."

"Not all of them."

The blond shrugged. "Anyways, you!" he pointed at me. "Prepare me a cup of tea, white tea preferably with two sugars, also don't forget some biscuits."

Wait, what? I gasped.

Did he just-

"What are you waiting for, hurry!"

"Lucas, don't talk to him this way." Yoongi mumbled.

"Oh, come on he's just a servant."

"He's not a serv-"

"I will prepare it now." I cut him off and approached them. "Anything for my young master." I mumbled, sending a death glare to Yoongi before leaving to the kitchen.

I was angry. I didn't walk normally, I literally destroyed the ground with my steps.

No, but seriously how can he hide the fact that he had a fiance! It's a big deal it's not just a joke. After all what happened, he is engaged huh! Why did he treat my wound, why did he buy me clothes and why did he kiss me while he was engaged?!

This man is impossible.

"Ouh, looks like someone's not in the mood." the chef crossed his arms. "What's the matter with our Jimin?"

"Nothing." I shrugged. "I need to prepare a tea."

"For the master?"

"For the young master." I mumbled with a frown.

"What?" he furrowed. "What are you t-"

He stopped talking when he spotted the blond entering the mansion through the window. "Oh." he smirked. "I see now."

"He didn't dare telling me he was engaded."

"No one knew it." he rubbed his chin. "I remember the last time I saw Lucas, it was like three or four years ago, he was still just a child look at him all grown up. He got very handsome."

I sent him a death glare and he just smirked. "His father was the old master's best friend, they knew each other since they were still puppies and they never stopped meeting each other, even after their weddings Mr. Wong would bring his baby to play with the young master and his little brother."

"I still don't see why they're engaged." I mumbled, staring at Lucas who was sticking to Yoongi's body while they sat on the leather couch.

"Oh, oh!" the chef exclaimed. "Your eyes are shifting my dear, control yourself."

I closed my eyes and breathed heavily. My chest tightened and I felt my heart bursting inside.

"Here, drink." he offered a cup of fresh water to calm me down.

"I hate this mate shit." I mumbled angrily.

"You should get used to it, darling."

I furrowed and poured the hot water on the tea pouch.

The chef helped me put some biscuits on a small porcelain plate while I prepared Yoongi's coffee.

"Everything ready, take it to them and make sure not to provocate a fight, alright?"

"Alright." I rolled my eyes.

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Yoongi's POV:

"You smell so good Yoongi? What is it, Armani or.. Dior? I think it's Dior, I can recognize Sauvage."

I was uncomfortable.

The boy was literally sniffing my neck and my clothes like I was some kind of flower bouquet.

"I have no idea what the perfume's name is so please could you just.." I gently pushed him back. "Give me some space, will you?"

"Aw Yoongi is shyy!" he giggled. "You need to get used to it, we'll do more.. in bed." he wiggled his eyebrows.

Oh, lord.

I caught Jimin's scent and I saw him arriving with a tray.

He leaned over to put our cups on the glass table.

"White tea for the young master and coffee for the master." and he made sure to insist on the "m" of master.

If eyes could kill, I would be dead by now.

I could feel anger and disappointment in him.

To be honest, I totally forgot that I was engaged to Lucas because I always thought it was just a joke my father and his made. I never imagined him coming back to the mansion introducing himself as my fiance, knowing that we aren't even mates.

"Jimin I need to talk to y-"

"Oh, my!" Lucas cut me off. "Why is he wearing these clothes?" he exclaimed, pointing at the outfit I bought for Jimin. "How can a servant afford such expensive clothes?"

"Because I bought-"

"It was a gift from a friend." Jimin was quicker than me.

Why is he lying.

"I have a rich friend and he offered it to me for my birthday."

"I see." Lucas rubbed his chin. "But it doesn't mean that you can wear them at work. Ask the butler to bring you a uniform."

I gulped.

I couldn't understand how Jimin was being very patient with him. Knowing his character, he would be pulling his hair and slapping the hell outta him but he's unusually calm and it seemed like he didn't want me to tell him the truth about us being mates.

"Oh, you and the butler should get ready." Lucas said.

"For what?" Jimin asked.

"You'll be in charge of the wedding preparations."

I choked on my coffee.

"W-wedding?!" Both Jimin and I exclaimed.

"Mm." the blond nodded.

"I mean, like we should start now? This week? This month?"

I could read surprise on Jimin's face.

"Of course, I don't see why we should lose time." Lucas held my hand making my heart hurt because Jimin was hurt too.

"By the way, where is Jungkook?" Lucas asked.

"He must be in his house."

"Go call him." he ordered Jimin who simply nodded with an obvious fake smile.

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Taehyung's POV:

I helped the assistant chef tidy the kitchen and prepare a snack for the master.

I walked slowly with the small tray between my hands, careful not to spill the coffee.

I was feeling tired and lazy for no reason. It's like I had a strange feeling that something bad was going to happen or a thing like that.

I took a deep breath and gently knocked at the door.

"Come in." I heard Jungkook say.

I entered his room and was once again amazed by all the colors reigning over the space.

The walls were hidden under the best paintings he made. I remember he told me he was really proud of it, he loved to sleep and wake up surrounded by his masterpieces.

"We prepared you a snack, a latte and chocolate muffins." I said before putting the tray on the small table.

I stared at him and widened my eyes when I realized his eyes looked puffy and wet, he was obviously crying.

"Hey." I sat on the small couch in front of his and touched his arm. "You okay?"

He shrugged and quickly wiped his tears with the sleeve of his blue shirt.

"Thanks for the muffins." he said quietly before eating the first one. "It's good." he mumbled, mouth full and tears still running from his eyes.

"Hey." I took the muffin from him and helped him clean his face. "You're clearly not okay, what's wrong?"

He gulped and stared at my eyes. "I-it hurts." he said.

"What? Are you hurt somewhere? Where! Show me." I checked his arms and his face, looking for a scratch or a wound but there wasn't anything.

"Here." he pointed to his heart. "It hurts here."

I furrowed and stared at his eyes, looking for an answer.

"When I saw you laughing with the chef earlier, I.. I was jealous." he mumbled shyly, avoiding my gaze.

Oh.

"W-why?" this time I knelt in front of him and took his hand.

"Because you always act so formally and respectfully with me but you looked so natural and so comfortable with him."

"That's.. that's because you're my master.. I mean I should be acting this way with you." I furrowed.

"No!" he shouted. "How many times should I repeat that you should stop seeing me as your master!"

"Oh, sorry." I mumbled.

"I want you to see me as man."

Holy, shit.

That's when I first had the fireworks festival inside my chest and the Rio Carnival in my stomach.

Only eight words managed to cause this incredible feeling in me. He said it with a voice so soft that it caressed my ears, he gave me a look so sweet and desperate that I thought I was facing an angel.

His eyes were shifting to red while I gently caressed his cheek. "Jungkook." I breathed. "I.. how can I not see you as a man?" I whispered while feeling the softness of his skin and drowning in his strong scent.

He gulped and rested his hand on the one that was still on his face. "Tell me what do you feel about me." he said, not leaving my eyes.

I approached my face to his and cupped his cheeks. "I.."

I closed the gap between us, until our lips were barely touching. "I l-"

"Jungkook are you here?!"

Jimin's voice made us both jump from surprise. We quickly parted and awkwardly adjusted our clothes while my brother, my damn cockblock of a brother came in the room. "Oh, you're here."

"H-hey Jimin." Jungkook politely invited him inside.

"Woah." my brother widened his eyes when he saw us. "Both of you are so red, are you guys sick?"

We nervously shook our head.

"J-jimin I have something to tell y-"

"Something happened." he cut me off. "No, a fury just came."

"What do you mean?"

"Oh, lord I'm still so angry." he clenched his fists. "How can he order me around like I'm his fuxking slave! And woah haha! He thinks he's some kind of greek god, walking around the mansion and admiring his face every time he finds a mirror, huh!"

"Who are you talking about?" I furrowed.

"That blond shit."

"Wait." Jungkook stood up. "Arrogant and blond?" he asked. "Is his name perhaps.. Lucas?"

"Yeah."

"Damn, I hate that guy." Jungkook mumbled.

"Oh, you hate him too! Thanks god I thought I was alone." Jimin exclaimed. "He kept ordering me around and bragging that he's your brother's fiancee."

"Fiancee?" I widened my eyes.

"Oh, shit I forgot that!" Jungkook gasped. "Our fathers promised to marry their first childs."

"What a bullshit." Jimin rolled his eyes. "By the way, he's asking for you." he said, running his hands through his golden hair.

"For real?" Jungkook asked. "But I don't wanna see him tho. I never liked him."

"Why? I mean yeah he's so not likeable but why exactly?"

"He used to steal my brother from me. He would go to his room and play with him, ignoring me and leaving me alone in my own." he talked with a cute pout on his face, making me want to pinch those cheeks and kiss those pouty lips. But I quickly chased the thought because my brother was still here.

"Anyways you gotta see him, he's very insistent."

"Ugh." he rolled his eyes and left the room.

Jimin and I were left alone in the room.

He was biting his lip and breathing heavily, I must assume it's the way a wolf feels when his mate is on the point of getting married to someone else.

"Are you that jealous?" I smirked.

"Shut up." he mumbled.

"Yes, you are jealous." I teased him. "Look at you being all red and oh, your eyes! They're yellow."

"I'm just.. so fucking angry." he mumbled. "He talked to me like I was his fucking slave and ouff how he's so arrogant and you know how much I hate arrogant people like him."

I smirked because I know my brother. I know that he talks too much when he's lying.

"Are you... afraid he's gonna take Yoongi from you?"

"What?" his cheeks reddened. "Hell no! I think it's actually good that another guy wants him, he's gonna forget that mating thing easily, he's not gonna feel any pain and he's gonna-"

"Jimin." I chuckled. "Say the truth."

He sighed and sat on the couch. "Tae." he started. "Even if I feel anything it's just because I'm his mate, okay? It's natural. But I want it to disappear, I just can't have real feelings for an Alpha, I can't do this to our mother."

I gulped.

"We promised to always hate them and get as far as possible from them, you already forgotten?"

I bit my lip and slowly shook my head.

"Ah, you said you had something to tell me."

"O-oh." I nervously rubbed the back of my neck. "It's not important." I lied.

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Jimin's POV:

When I went back to the house, I was surprised to see Jinyoung and some servants move my things from the room.

"Hey! What are you doing?!" I shouted as I saw them throw my clothes in the hallway.

"Mr. Wong will be occupying this room from now on." Jinyoung said.

"W-what? But I thought this room was mine now."

"Do you think such an important guest like him will sleep with the servants?" he furrowed. "He's soon to be our master's husband and you are.." he eyed me from head to toe. "You're just.. a slave.. a Beta."

I never cared about what people told me before, it always got through an ear and got out from the other but insulting me with my race was too much.

"Don't talk to me like that." I mumbled coldly. "I'm maybe a Beta but I need respect."

"Huh." he chuckled. "Get your things from here and go back to where you started." he smirked before leaving me, as angry as I have ever been.

I ran outside the mansion and shifted to my wolf form. I ran like there was no tomorrow. I kept running and running without feeling tired. I needed it to free myself from the pain and the anger.

I stayed outside for about half an hour, letting the cold breeze brush my grey hair.

I layed on the grass and observed the stars shining bright in the middle of the dark sky.

I didn't want to go back to the mansion, I wanted to run away and go back to my previous life but it was impossible now because of that stupid law.

I went back after an hour and headed directly to the dorms.

Everyone was already sleeping, I found an empty space next to the chef and layed on the blanket.

I kept staring at the ceiling for a long time, thinking about nothing, I was just staring, my mind was empty.

I tried to sleep but my back was aching because I wasn't used to sleep on thin blankets, not to talk about the symphony of snores surrounding the large room.

I closed my eyes and heard sweet melodies coming from outside.

I stood up and walked slowly, careful not to step on someone.

I opened the door and walked in the hallway. The sound came from the main hall, it was surely Yoongi playing the piano again.

As I was approaching I could recognize the song, an old one but still beautiful to the heart. Someone Like You by Adele.

I layed my back against the wall and kept watching him as he gently ran his fingers through the keyboard.

It was very calm, we were both in the same room, alone listening to the same melody.

I closed my eyes to let the sounds reach my heart as I quietly mumbled the lyrics.

"Never mind I'll find someone like you. I wish nothing but the best for you too.."

He was playing so well that I wanted to sit next to him and just enjoy the moment but as I approached him, Lucas surged from nowhere, wearing a silk rope and hugged him from behind before placing a kiss on the back of his neck.

I felt my skin burn and my body shake.

The melody stopped and he stared at him. "What are you doing here?"

"You still play the piano so well." Lucas seemed to ignore his question. "But this song is so boring, play something else for me." he smirked and sat next to him.

I lowered my head and left the hall, running back to the room.

It hurts.