Jungkook was looking down, seemingly uninterested, but Taehyung knew better. Jungkook was a jerk, but he was still a strong alpha. He had probably sensed Taehyung the moment he stepped out of the house. Taehyung walked slowly toward him, his steps almost silent on the porch.

Just when he thought he might make it without any trouble, Jungkook looked up suddenly. His eyes narrowed, a flicker of suspicion crossing his face. "Correct me if I'm wrong," Jungkook said, his voice dry, "but did you bring red chili powder with you to attack me or something?"

Taehyung froze on the spot, his eyes wide like a deer caught in headlights. He didn't know how, but Jungkook had figured it out. And as if on cue, the bottle slipped from Taehyung's sweaty hand and hit the ground with a dull clatter. Jungkook's eyes flicked down to the bottle

and then back up to Taehyung, his expression somewhere between amused and disbelief. "Red chili powder, huh?" Jungkook's tone was dripping with sarcasm, the corner of his lips lifting in a smirk. "Lucky for me, I've got this nose, or you would've probably dumped that stuff right

into my eyes." His alpha senses were already picking up on the faint scent of the powder, and he couldn't help but chuckle. "Not that it would've stopped me, though." Taehyung's face burned as he scrambled to pick up the bottle, his movements rushed and clumsy.

Without even thinking, he threw it into the yard, where it landed with a faint rustle in the grass. Taking a deep breath, Taehyung let out a long sigh. He wasn't sure what had possessed him to grab chili powder in the first place, but it was clear he wasn't going to intimidate

Jungkook that way. Jungkook, still leaning against the bike, watched him with a look that was both mocking and somehow fond. Then he tilted his head, his smirk deepening. "So, you're out here plotting to take me out, huh?" he teased, his voice laced with mischief.

"And all this plotting against who? Ah, yes—on your alpha’s life? Bold move, I have to say." Taehyung blinked at him, the words taking a second to sink in. But once they did, his embarrassment quickly shifted to anger.

"You're not my alpha," he shot back, glaring at Jungkook. "So don't talk like that." Jungkook just looked at him with a dumb smile and let out a sigh. "Whatever you say, sweetheart." Taehyung clenched his fists, his anger rising, but he tried to keep himself in check. "You—"

he started, but Jungkook interrupted, tilting his head with mock curiosity. "Me what?". Taehyung gritted his teeth, his nails pressing into his palms as he fought the urge to kick the smirk off Jungkook's face.

After a deep breath, he put on a serious expression and said, " Everything aside, but seriously, Jungkook-ssi, we need to talk about your behavior." He paused, giving the alpha a chance to respond, but Jungkook remained silent, his expression unreadable. Gathering himself,

Taehyung continued, "Look, I know—" But then Jungkook cut him off, his tone dropping to something softer but somehow even more infuriating. "Drop the honorifics, Taehyung. Just call me Jungkook." He smiled lightly, his eyes glinting in the dim light. "Only Jungkook."

Taehyung blinked, feeling himself slipping into a strange daze, but it didn't last long. Jungkook's next words shattered the moment completely. "And if you're planning to give me a lecture on how I behave with others, then save it," Jungkook said bluntly, turning his head

slightly to glance at the bike's side mirror before looking back at Taehyung. "I'm not changing anytime soon. But still, I want to hear you out. After all," he added with a smirk, "how could I not listen to my omega?" Taehyung stood there with open mouth, his eyes fixed on

Jungkook as the alpha spoke. The audacity, the sheer arrogance of his words, made Taehyung's blood boil. Jungkook seemed so full of himself, so maddeningly self-assured. "How can you be so self-indulgent?" Taehyung finally asked, his voice rising with frustration.

Jungkook raised an eyebrow but didn't say anything, so Taehyung pushed on, the words spilling out before he could stop them. "Don't you feel anything at all? Because of you, my family's reputation is going downhill, And yet…" He glared at Jungkook, his chest heaving.

"You speak so shamelessly, like an arrogant prick." Jungkook's smirk didn't falter, but his eyes darkened slightly, a flicker of something unreadable passing through them. He leaned back against his bike, crossing his arms casually. "Losing your family reputation, huh?"

he repeated, his tone laced with amusement. "Care to explain how that's my fault, Taehyung?" He raised an eyebrow, clearly enjoying the tension in the air. Taehyung's patience snapped. He glared at Jungkook, voice dripping with disbelief. "You're really a prick.

You seriously think I'd marry an alpha like you?" Jungkook's head tilted slightly, his eyes narrowing with that all-too-familiar arrogance. "An alpha like me?" he echoed, his voice cool but daring, almost challenging Taehyung to elaborate. Taehyung could feel the heat rising

in his cheeks, the anger swelling inside him like a storm threatening to break. He knew exactly what Jungkook was trying to provoke, but that didn’t make it any easier to hold back. "Yes, alpha like you," Taehyung spat, his words dripping with contempt. "An alpha who thinks he

can bully his way through everything, a selfish, arrogant prick. A monster. A heartless monster who only cares about his own pride." His gaze narrowed, voice growing colder. "A weakling who—" Before Taehyung could finish, he was yanked forward,

his body jerking sharply in Jungkook's iron grip. Taehyung didn't even see it coming. One moment, he was standing there, and the next, he was slammed hard against the wall, far from Jungkook's bike, far from where they were standing in lamp light.

The darkness around them felt suffocating, closing in like it had a life of its own, thick and oppressive, pressing down on him. Taehyung's breath hitched as his back collided with the cold surface, and in an instant, Jungkook was right in front of him.

His eyes, once dark and dangerous,were now glowing a deep red, and the shift in his aura sent a shiver down Taehyung's spine. His confidence vanished in an instant, and all the words he'd been ready to throw out suddenly felt pointless. He opened his mouth, but nothing came out.

Jungkook was too close—so close that Taehyung could feel his heat, could see the glowing red of his eyes, and that terrified him to the core. "J-Jungkook," Taehyung stammered, his voice trembling. "Y-your eyes…" The alpha's growl cut through the air, full of anger.

"You can do whatever you want. Slap me, kick me, insult me, call me a bastard, call me an asshole, call me an arrogant prick—I'll take it all." His grip on Taehyung's wrist tightened, and Taehyung couldn't hold back a small, pained moan.

"But don't you ever think of calling me weakling," Jungkook snarled, his voice low and dangerous. Taehyung's heart hammered in his chest, but it wasn't just fear—there was something else mixed in with the panic. He was scared shitless, but there was also a sinking feeling in

his gut, a feeling that he couldn't shake. Jungkook's alpha voice was commanding, and it made the very air around them heavy and hard to breathe. "I've been patient with you, Taehyung," Jungkook growled. His face was so close now that Taehyung could feel the warmth of his

breath against his skin, making his mind race. "I've been fucking gentle with you from the start." His grip on Taehyung's wrist tightened again, and Taehyung let out a sharp breath, the pain unbearable now. "Don't fucking make me force you into something, omega,

because if I do, you’ll regret it." Tears welled up in Taehyung's eyes, his body trembling with a cocktail of fear, regret, and something much worse. Why did I come out here? He thought, the words echoing in his mind. Why did I think I could stand up to him?

Jungkook moved in closer, his eyes glowing red with fury. "And you know what? I don't want to be gentle anymore," he snarled. "You're going to marry me. You have to fucking agree to it." His voice dropped, darker now, full of malice. "And if you don't…?" He paused,

his grip on Taehyung's wrist tightening once again, forcing a pained breath from him. "I won't hesitate to beat your brother up like I did that friend of yours." Taehyung's eyes widened in horror, his breath catching in his throat. No, he thought, feeling a surge of panic

flood through him. No, you won't hurt Hyung. "You won't do anything to Hyung," Taehyung spat, his voice barely above a whisper, shaking but filled with defiance. But the words faltered in his throat when Jungkook's cold response came, dripping with venom.

"I don't care about your Hyung," Jungkook said, his voice low and threatening. "So I probably will beat the shit out of him." He paused, his eyes narrowing into slits, dangerous and calculating. "But I won't if you agree to marry me. Agree to mate me. Agree to be my omega."

The possessiveness in Jungkook's voice felt overwhelming, and the way his eyes shifted—dark and hungry, but then softening just beneath the red glow—made Taehyung's stomach tighten. This can't be real. He couldn't wrap his head around what was happening.

"The choice is all yours, omega," Jungkook's voice was dangerously calm, like he was giving Taehyung a choice, but Taehyung knew it wasn't really a choice at all. It was a threat wrapped in a demand. Taehyung's body shook with the overwhelming weight of everything—his family,

his fear, and the feeling that he was cornered in a way he couldn’t escape. His hands trembled, and he could barely keep himself from falling apart. He was afraid, terrified, and every part of him screamed for freedom from this nightmare.

But Jungkook wasn't done yet. The alpha pulled one hand away from Taehyung's arm, where he'd been holding him tightly, and instead, he slowly slid it to the junction of the omega's neck right where the mate mark should be placed.

Taehyung's breath hitched as Jungkook's fingers rested there, his touch like fire, burning through his skin. The alpha's smile was devilish, taunting, as if he knew exactly what kind of effect his touch had on Taehyung.

"Decide what you want, omega," Jungkook said, his smile turning into something threatening, filled with twisted amusement. "You want my bite on your neck... or..." His eyes darkened, and the words hung in the air, heavy with meaning. "You want to see your family fall apart?"