Jaehyun's POV
"Please! Alpha!"
Slamming the door according to my mother's order is the most difficult thing I have ever done in my life.
'Ours' a deep and unrestrained growl resounds in my chest as my alpha is agitated and desperate in me, very much aware that our omega is in pain, yet we are not allowed to do anything, not because we can't but because it's safer not to.
Not when he is bleeding and hurt…not when he is in that state, weak and in need of help and care. My alpha is pushing to go in and take care of him, but I know my mother is who he needs, not me and my flickering sanity.
Standing here is hard, even from outside the door, the scent of the omega I have come to claim as mine is strong and calling to me like a siren. I clench my fist so tight that I draw blood out of my palm.
The metallic smell of my own blood wafts to my nose and I press my already bloodied claws into my palm even deeper. I am beginning to dangle on the edge of insanity.
