One Step Closer - PART 1

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Jungkook took a deep breath and began to count from hundred to one as he waited. He didn't know what waited but he knew he wasn't in the wrong. Maybe the hospital was suspicious because he was a regular omega who had not one but three black cards in possession.

This is all a huge misunderstanding, he wanted to say, but they didn't seem to be in a mood to listen.

Jungkook tried to talk to the cops one more time before they shut him up, saying it would do him more good if he can shut th fuck up. He realized there was no point in talking to them.

Behind the police vehicle, he saw two black Hyundai Palisades following closely. He'd recognise them anywhere. Jungkook had no doubt Jimin would have been notified by now.

He bit his lip to keep the rising anxiety in bay. His alpha or someone will be there at the station. They won't let him get punished for something that wasn't his fault. Maybe Mr. Park or Jimin or Aera.

"What the hell is with these Palisades?" One of the cops wondered. "We got two behind and two on the side." They looked out.

"Maybe there's a VIP on the road. You know how some Elites and celebrities have top notch protection these days," another said.

"Who do you think it could be?" the omega cop beside him asked curiously. "I see a lot of cars. Is there any event happening nearby? Only A-list celebrities like Kim Taehyung would use such protection." She giggled. "Figures since he has so many fans who'd love to get a piece of him." Then she turned to him. "Speaking of which, how did you even manage to get your hands on that card?" She cocked a brow. "Could that card be a compensation for your services?"

Laughter echoed inside the car and it was nothing close to being pleasant.

Jungkook glanced out at the Palisades. "He's my brother," he gritted out, knowing it wasn't going to make any difference. More laughter followed but it was expected. He scoffed. "You wouldn't be laughing when he finds out."

"What did you say?" she growled.

"Nothing." Jungkook sighed. "Just said I can't wait to get to the police station so I can clear this misunderstanding."

The omega cop laughed again. "He really believes he can get out of this. Newsflash, omega, a bottom feeder like you is not significant and no one cares about your innocence. You're going straight to jail."

"What?" Jungkook's eyes widened.

"Stop scaring him, Eunji," the alpha cop said. "His pheromones are not even that strong to give an adrenaline rush. I can barely get a whiff over all that alpha pheromones clouding him. I can smell at least two scents on him. You can guess what his real profession is just based on this."

Jungkook blinked, sniffing at himself. He realized the shirt belonged to Taehyung. It was supposed to be in his nest and in his hurry, he hadn't noticed.

"That shirt looks familiar," the female cop observed. "I've seen it somewhere."

"In one of the shops you couldn't afford maybe," the beta quipped and she shot daggers his way.

She then scoffed. "Even as a purebred there are people like us, who scrape for leftovers, but then there are good for nothing regular wolves like you with nothing but some beauty and they get everything. Wish I could follow in your footsteps. Bet I'd be richer than I am."

Jungkook's skin crawled at the insinuation. But instead of defending himself like he wanted to do, he refrained from answering them. There was no point. It only seemed to fuel the fire and entertain them. He put both his hands between his knees, bouncing one leg and he chewed his bottom lip. His heart raced and the siren on the cop car wasn't helping with his rising panic.