You are only mine Wolfie 😘 ---
The moon hung high in the sky, casting a pale light over the clearing in the woods where they had met countless times before. The distant howls of the werewolf pack echoed in the night, but Jungkook was already there, waiting for the one person he couldn’t live without—Tae. The vampire who had taken his heart all those years ago, in a time of fierce battles and unresolved tension.
Tonight was no different. Tae arrived, his black cloak swirling around him like a shadow, his crimson eyes gleaming with a mix of danger and longing. Jungkook’s wolf senses heightened as he stepped forward, feeling the irresistible pull toward the vampire he had secretly loved for so long.
“Tae,” Jungkook’s voice was low and filled with an ache that only the vampire could understand. He stepped closer, his hand reaching out as if drawn by an invisible force.
Tae’s gaze softened for a brief moment before he crossed the distance between them, capturing Jungkook’s hand in his. “You’re late,” Tae teased, his voice a melodic whisper, but there was no anger behind the words—only the deep affection he had kept hidden for far too long.
Jungkook chuckled, his sharp teeth gleaming in the moonlight. “I had to make sure no one followed me. You know how careful I have to be, especially with the clan on high alert.”
The two of them shared a knowing look. The tension between their clans had only grown stronger over time, and their secret meetings were becoming increasingly dangerous. But the fire between them was too intense to be extinguished. The connection they shared was undeniable.
Before either could speak further, Jungkook pulled Tae into a fierce kiss. It was hungry, desperate, the kind of kiss that spoke of years of pent-up desire. Tae responded eagerly, his fangs grazing Jungkook’s lip as he deepened the kiss, his hands sliding down to pull Jungkook closer.
“I hate this,” Jungkook muttered between kisses. “We can’t be together like this. We’re enemies. I’m a werewolf, you’re a vampire. But I can’t stop wanting you.”
Tae pulled back slightly, his crimson eyes reflecting the same longing. “I know, Jungkook. I feel it too. But what can we do? Our clans would never allow this. We’re bound by the blood that flows through us, by centuries of hatred and mistrust.”
Jungkook’s heart tightened at those words. He had always known the truth—that their love was a dangerous one. But every time he saw Tae, every time their hands brushed, it felt like a part of him was complete.
“You feel it too, don’t you?” Jungkook whispered, his voice trembling. “The pull between us. It’s not just physical. It’s... deeper than that.”
Tae’s fingers brushed against Jungkook’s cheek, his touch tender despite the roughness of the world they lived in. “I’ve always felt it. But we can’t act on it, Jungkook. Our love could destroy everything.”
“But it hasn’t,” Jungkook said, his voice firm. “We’ve survived this long. Maybe we can survive longer. Together.”
The words hung in the air, and for a moment, everything seemed possible. But before they could say anything more, a howl rang out in the distance—too close for comfort.
“We have to go,” Tae said, pulling back, his
TO BE CONTINUE ----
