LOVE LIKE A FAIRY TALE || JIKOOK ✅

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JIMIN POV

Jimin drove until the bike ran out of gas, then parked it outside a police station and hitchhiked the rest of the way.

That way he knew Jungkook would get his bike back but wouldn't be able to track Jimin further than that.

It took until late that night before he finally reached the outskirts of the pack's territory.

He made straight for the gate knowing there'd be a guard there who'd be more than happy to escort him inside.

"Well, damn." the guard said on seeing him.

He grabbed Jimin by the arm and dragged him toward the gate as he pulled out his phone.

"Jiwoo guess who just turned up? No, no kid."

"He's alone. Uh-huh."

"I'll call the scouts back.

"They're still on the road."

Jimin hoped that was a good sign.

If Jiwoo had only just sent the scouts out and they had not gotten to Jungkook's town yet, then maybe he'd got back in time to keep Jungmin and the pack safe.

The guard put his phone away and pushed Jimin face-first against the wall, frisking him roughly. There was nothing there to be found.

The gate opened, and the guard shoved him through into the waiting hands of the pack's Protectors.

"Jiwoo says to take him to the basement."

"He'll deal with him later."

That was Jiwoo to a tee.

He liked to let Jiwoo stew on his mistakes, liked to pretend he had more important things to deal with than his wayward second mate.

Jimin didn't resist.

He just kept his head down, doing his best imitation of the submissive, obedient omega.

Of course, it was Jiwoo that he'd really have to convince.

He needed the alpha to believe that he was remorseful and repentant, that he'd learned the error of his ways.

Somehow, he knew it would not be as easy as an apology and some groveling.

It never was.

He was marched down to the basement, the heavy door creaking open in front of him.

They stopped him before he could walk through.

"Strip."

Jimin froze.

"Alpha's orders, Take them off or we'll do it for you."

He didn't let himself think, just stripped off what he was wearing and let them shove him inside.

They didn't follow him in.

The door slammed shut behind him, leaving him in darkness.

He walked to the nearest wall and felt his way around the room.

There was no thin mattress, no threadbare blanket Just stone walls and floors and a bucket in one corner.

Jiwoo had been planning his return for a while.

Jimin crouched in a corner, shifting into his leopard form for warmth and curling into a tight ball. He was lucky.

Who needed clothes when you had a thick coat of fur?

For the first while he waited, expecting to hear Jiwoo's heavy footsteps at any moment But they never came and gradually sleep took him.

It wasn't restful his mind and body too on edge to do more than doze.