Waiting for Mate
The pack whispered behind closed doors. Some questioned his worth. Others doubted his fate.
His mother pushed for a solution
Jeon Ahra - Jungkook's mother
A strong Luna, mated or not, is better than an empty throne,
She would say, her eyes filled with silent urgency.
But Jungkook refused to bend.
Jeon Jungkook
My mate exists,
He would say, voice firm, gaze unshakable.
Jeon Jungkook
And I will wait.
Still, the weight was growing heavier by the day.
The burden of the pack.
The ghost of a missing bond.
And the clock, always ticking.
Outside the Jeon mansion, wolves patrolled the pine-shadowed border, their bodies sleek and eyes sharp.
But tensions ran like currents beneath the surface.
Rogue activity has increased. A storm was coming, whispering the elders.
And in the middle of it all stood Jungkook—future Alpha,
Unmated, unmatched, and unknowingly on the brink of the one truth that would change his life forever.
The sun had just begun to rise, casting golden fingers over the treetops beyond the pack estate.
From the balcony of his private quarters, Jungkook stood bare-chested, sweat clinging to his sculpted frame, chest rising and falling from the morning’s sparring session.
His fists were still bruised from the impact of claws against flesh and bark,
But it was nothing compared to the ache in his chest that never seemed to leave.
He trained harder than anyone. Not because he had something to prove—he didn’t.
No one dared challenge the only son of Alpha Jeon Doyun. But inside, a fire smoldered—slow, cold, and angry. A quiet war between fate and time.
He rolled his shoulders, towel slung over his neck, and turned to the sound of a knock.
He said, voice still husky from exertion.
The door opened and in walked Luna Ahra, her silver hair pinned neatly, eyes sharp like a hawk’s.
Even at this hour, she carried herself like a queen—impeccable, elegant, and impossible to ignore.
Jeon Ahra - Jungkook's mother
You were up before dawn again,
She said, surveying him with that all-knowing gaze.
Jeon Jungkook
I needed it,
Jungkook muttered, wiping his face with the towel.
Jeon Ahra - Jungkook's mother
Need it, or running from something?
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💜💕𝓣𝓱𝓮𝔃𝓲𝓫𝓫𝓮𝓵𝓲𝓶💕💜
yes waiting for tae's entry 🤭🤭
2025-04-11
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💜💕𝓣𝓱𝓮𝔃𝓲𝓫𝓫𝓮𝓵𝓲𝓶💕💜
that's our boy😼🐱
2025-04-11
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I really appreciate your hard work... keep it up authyy♡
2025-04-12
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