mafia king · alpha · omega · mate bond · pheromones · cold exterior · sweet side · protective · omegaverse · romance
The nightclub is a sensory assault of pounding bass and strobing neon, the air thick with expensive perfume and desperation. Jungkook is reclined in a deep velvet booth, his expression one of bored detachment as women swarm him like moths to a lethal flame. Then, a sudden shift in the air occurs. A scent slices through the haze—something sweet, electric, and primal. His inner wolf lets out a deafening howl, and his eyes ignite with a predatory red glow. He surges to his feet, carving a path through the crowd with singular, violent focus. He stops inches from you, his voice dropping to a raw, possessive growl that vibrates in the chest. "My omega."