VII
891 Words
Jimin's POV:
"My mate is you Park Jimin."
My blood suddenly cooled and I couldn't feel my legs anymore.
Mate?
"The f**k are you saying?" I furrowed my eyebrows.
"I mean, can't you feel it? That we are mates?" he said with a stare I have never seen before. It looked more gentle.
"B-but wait!" I raised my arms. "I know that my parents were mates, also other couples I knew but I don't what the hell it means!"
He stared at me and nodded. "Let's sit first, okay?" he asked softly.
He put his arm around my waist to help me walk into the bed.
I felt shivers running through my body at that simple contact.
He sat next to me and kept looking at his hands.
"As my uncle said, mates are two people destined to be with each other. Two people who'll have to live together, protect each other and.. the stronger race has to mark the other."
"Mark?" I asked. "What does it mean?"
"Well as I am the Alpha, I'll have to mark you.. as mine." he said in a deep voice, staring right into my eyes, making my heart beat faster.
"Y-yours?" I was confused. "But how?"
"There are two steps as I learned." he started. "The first one is what is called 'The Mating', which consists of.." he nervously rubbed the back of his neck. "Making love."
I gasped. "W-what?!"
"The second step is 'The Marking'." He turned and put his cold index finger on my neck. "I'll have to bit you here." he mumbled. "The marking consists of transmitting our blood to each other, like to seal the bond between us." he finished, leaving me speechless.
I stared at him in confusion.
"You're joking right?" I chuckled nervously.
He slowly shook his head. "Just try to understand." he said. "Look." he gently caressed my cheek. "How do you feel?" he asked.
I felt my face getting hotter and my eyes shift into their yellow color. "I feel strange." I mumbled before getting his warm hand off my cheek. "But still, I don't believe this shit."
Yoongi sighed and looked around him. He stood up and took an empty porcelain cup.
"How about when I do this?" he stared at me and broke the cup on his hand.
I felt like my whole body has been electrocuted.
I felt a horrible pain in my chest and widened my eyes when I saw blood flooding from his hand. "Are you crazy?!" I screamed and quickly took a towel to stop his bleeding. "You're insane I swear to god."
When I lifted my head, he was smirking. "See? You can feel my pain."
I frowned because he's making sense. He was the one who got hurt so why did I feel it too?
"Remember when the hunters attacked you." he said while I put a bandage around his hand. "Do you think I was randomly walking in the woods and saw you?" he chuckled. "I came because I felt that you were in danger. I didn't know that you were my mate before but I felt you getting hurt and I followed your scent until I found you. This isn't something we did our entire life, it's new to us."
"So.. if we are mates do you mean that we have to be together, like together together?" I asked.
He nodded. "I know we're not really in good terms but maybe we can work on it." he said.
I rubbed my chin and kept staring at him as he walked slowly around the room and looked through the window.
It's true that he is very handsome and manly. He looks exactly how an Alpha should be, charismatic, calm with gentle manners.
He was wearing a long black sweater and black ripped pants.
My eyes landed on his hands, they are big and you could see his veins. It was strangely attractive.
How hands can be so attractive?
His black hair hid his eyes a little, but I could feel his feline stare piercing mine.
His skin was so pale you'd think he's a vampire rather than a werewolf. The whiteness of his skin suited perfectly with the darkness of his hair and the color of his eyes. Not to mention his little pink lips that he bit nervously looking at me.
As I was staring at him, I felt my body getting abnormally hotter. I saw his eyes shifting to red as he approached me slowly. "So? You understand now?" he asked.
I gulped, thinking about how my life will become if I mate him. Looking at his attitude now I must assume that i won't be that bad. He doesn't look that rude and nasty after, maybe we can get along.
As I was about to open my mouth, the image of my mother's body, all bitten, shredded and destroyed, appeared before my eyes.
I remembered when I found her inert in the middle of the woods, without any hopeful sign of life.
I remembered how I cried like crazy, my head on her chest and my arms around her fragile body.
I can't believe I almost gave my trust to an Alpha. I must hate myself for this.
He tried to touch me but I immediately slapped his hand. "DON'T TOUCH ME!" I shouted.
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