The Pack|Yoonmin,Taekook

XX

⚠ This chapter contains violence, blood and bad injuries.

The Alphas and Betas have come together to face the hunters. The leaders of each pack stood in front of his companions, waiting for the right moment to give them the signal. Jimin recognized the hunters who attacked him a few weeks ago and the ones who wanted to hurt Jungkook, apparently the older of them was called Yongguk and the younger Sungjae.

Yoongi's eyes dragged from man to man, studying their attitude. There were some whose confidence was obvious, those who were confused and those who were really afraid to face all these packs of wolves.

When the men dressed in black leather took out their guns and knives, one of the Five Brothers shouted, "Now!" In a split second, the wolves threw themselves on the hunters, making sure not to let them move. But some of them were well-trained and succeeded to push their large body and stab them.

Jimin's heart skipped every time he saw a wolf thrown on the floor, groaning from pain and bleeding.

"It's alright, love. Don't let it distract you." Yoongi's deep voice sounded in his mind.

He nodded and strongly pushed a hunter on the floor before ruining his face with his claws.

Sehun, the leader of the Oh pack was helping Leeteuk to fight against two men who tried to stab him. Anna and Kris had a good team work too, one would catch the hunter and the other would desarm him before planting his claws in the man's arm, letting him wag on the floor like crazy. The poison of a wolf's claws was very dangerous, the wound could surely be infected and if he is late to cure it, the poison will circulate through the blood and he will risk death.

Hoseok and Wonho were having fun chasing after the hunters, they chose the weak ones obviously. The two Alphas have known each other for a long time since they worked together for Jungkook. For this, they know how each one of them fights, they know each other's tricks and techniques, so it was easier for them to jail the hunters between them and start walking slowly around them, enjoying to see their scared face and teary eyes while they were watching them.

Both red-haired males liked to play, but they would never hurt innocent men who were forced to fight against them. They knew how the hunter's clan worked; they would bring weak men, the ones who left their homes, the one who drugged themselves and the ones who suffer from depression to train them and make them believe that their worst enemies are the wolves, that the world would be better without them.

Many of them seemed to fail to believe those words, they were dragged in Darkia, obliged to kill them. They knew that if they didn't obey their boss's orders, they would be the ones to be hunted.

Yoongi was fighting harder than he has ever done before. With his incredible strength, he was like an erupting volcano, whose lava destroyed everything in its path. He attacked his enemies without thinking, he didn't care to have pity on them, he wanted them all on the ground, without breath. He couldn't forgive them for all the attacks the wolves have suffered from in the recent weeks, many of them have left the world, others are still under care. In addition to all that, they dared to hurt his mate and his little brother, another reason to be very angry with them.

Jimin, on the other hand, was making sure to help Yoongi to get rid of the men who ran toward him. As his mate and Beta, his duty was to stay by his side and protect him when needed.

"Don't leave my side, love." Yoongi would tell him wherever he went away to save a member of their pack.

A loud gunshot was heard, they quickly turned their heads and saw a grey wolf falling on the grass. The handsome gardener was shot in the shoulder, it was bleeding dangerously.

"Hyungsik!" Jimin ran to his friend and tried to help him. The older was groaning with pain. He didn't know what to do until an idea surged in his mind. He cut some tree leaves with hia sharp fangs and gently put them against the wound, then he cut the tablecloth they brought for their picnic and knotted it around his body in order to stop the bleeding. He did all this in an incredible speed, to return to his mate and help him finish the hunters.

Lucas and Jiho were sitting under a tree, a bit far from the battlefield. They were very scared and weren't experienced enough to fight the hunters' clan. The young blond was very embarrassed, he wondered how he could cope with the Five Brothers, the most powerful Alphas, those who took care of him and took his defense. Yoongi too, he won't dare look in his eyes, especially seeing how his mate was fighting by his side with all his might. He may be a Beta, but he was a thousand times stronger and more cunning than he will ever be.

"Who's this?" Jiho asked pointing to the injured grey wolf laying on the grass.

Lucas widened his eyes when he recognized his friend. "Oh my! It's Hyungsik!"

"Who?"

"Yoongi's gardener, he's my friend!" the blond stood up, but he couldn't approach him. He was too scared to be attacked by a hunter.

"Tsk, he's just a gardener." Jiho rolled his eyes. "I thought he was someone important."

Lucas gave him a death glare and shook his head. "I can't believe they gave you the leader position. You're such a brat!" he shouted before running to the village to get some help.

After long minutes that seemed like hours, the few hunters who were still intact started to get tired. Seeing their injured companions on the floor, bleeding, scratched all over their bodies, just made them lose hope. It was easier for them to attack a wolf when he was alone in the woods, but fighting against a dozen of packs was no joke. They did hurt many of them, but it wasn't enough to win against them.

Yoongi and Namjoon who were restless, were ready to jump on them when their boss shouted, "STOP!" he fell on his knees and shook his arms, taking a breath. "We surrender!"

"Took you a while." Yoongi thought to himself.

"Just give us a few moments, we'll take the men we can still save and leave your land!" the man said. His leather jacket was cut from everywhere, his neck was scratched and his fists were bleeding. Unlike when they first arrived, he was powerless now, all his hopes of killing the wolves and scream for victory have faded. His confidence and pride flew with the wind.

The pack leaders agreed and let them take their men away from the park. Only the dead ones stayed, laying on the grass, inert.