Chapter 2 — The Boy with God’s Blood

The forest lay silent under the cold silver moon, the leaves shivering under an unseen wind. Jungkook’s chest heaved as he sat on the damp ground, his golden eyes flickering with divine power he did not yet understand. Every nerve in his body screamed in confusion, and yet, the shadows hovering around him seemed almost… alive.

“Why are you here?” he whispered, his voice barely carrying in the thick, eerie silence.

A slow, deliberate step echoed behind him. Taehyung’s presence filled the space before Jungkook even turned. Golden eyes locked on his, dark shadows coiling and twisting like living serpents around the prince. The shadows hummed with an energy that made Jungkook’s skin prickle.

“You asked why I’m here?” Taehyung’s voice was velvet and steel, low, dangerous, wrapping around Jungkook’s mind as though claiming it. “I’ve been here from the beginning. Every step you took, every heartbeat… it led you to me.”

Jungkook’s fingers trembled as he tried to stand. His power surged again, golden light spilling from him, lighting the trees in surreal brilliance. Shadows hissed, retreating slightly, almost afraid.

“You’re… dangerous,” Jungkook said, voice barely steady. “I… I don’t understand.”

Taehyung’s lips curved into a dark smile. “Dangerous? No, boy. You are divine. You carry the blood of gods. That is power, raw, untamed—and it is mine to guide. Mine to claim.”

Jungkook’s heart pounded, fear and an unfamiliar heat mingling inside him. He tried to step back, but the shadows wrapped lightly around his ankles, holding him in place.

“You… you can’t just decide that,” Jungkook stammered. “I’m not… I’m not yours.”

Taehyung crouched slightly, golden eyes narrowing as he studied him, the shadows curling closer, like fingers of possession. “You will be,” he whispered, voice soft, dark, and dangerous. “I don’t ask. I claim. And once I have you… no one will touch you. No one will control you. Except me.”

The words cut through Jungkook like fire. A strange warmth spread through him, heat, desire, and fear mingling. He struggled against the shadows, but Taehyung’s control was gentle yet unyielding. Every movement of the prince seemed calculated, every breath calculated to make Jungkook’s body respond against his will.

“Stop… please, I…” Jungkook’s voice broke as a shiver ran through him, his body betraying his mind.

Taehyung’s hand brushed lightly along Jungkook’s arm, golden eyes boring into his. “Shh… you don’t need to resist. Not with me. Not when I can protect you, guide you, teach you… claim every piece of you that I want.”

A gasp escaped Jungkook’s lips as the shadows rose from Taehyung, swirling around them both, a protective cocoon and a prison in one. His golden aura flared, responding instinctively to the prince’s claim, his body heating, tingling under Taehyung’s control.

“Your power…” Taehyung murmured, voice roughening. “It’s intoxicating. Every beat of your heart… I can feel it. I can taste it. You are… mine already.”

Jungkook’s legs weakened. He sank to the ground, overwhelmed by the prince’s presence and the overwhelming pull of the shadows. His own power surged uncontrollably, golden threads snaking through the darkness, brushing against Taehyung, binding, merging.

“Feel this,” Taehyung whispered, leaning closer. The shadows tightened around Jungkook, holding him, shielding him, but also claiming him. “Feel how it binds you to me… how easily I can possess what is already yours.”

Jungkook’s golden eyes widened, shimmering with uncontrolled energy. A moan slipped past his lips, a mix of fear, arousal, and something darker he had never known. He tried to push Taehyung away, but the shadows pressed closer, warm and heavy, and his body responded anyway.

“You… you can’t…” Jungkook gasped, the air trembling with the power surging from him. “I’m… I’m not—”

“You are mine,” Taehyung interrupted softly, yet with the weight of inevitability, his lips brushing dangerously close to Jungkook’s ear. “And you will learn to want it… to crave it… to surrender completely. Because you were never meant to be free of me.”

Jungkook shivered violently. His aura flared, golden threads intertwining with the shadows, pulsing in tandem with his erratic heartbeat. Every nerve, every sense, screamed at him to resist, yet every instinct, every part of his divine blood, urged him to submit.

The night deepened. Forest creatures watched in silence, leaves whispering with every movement. The wind seemed to carry their power farther than the eyes could see. Somewhere distant, the world waited—unaware of the storm that had just begun.

“Do you feel it?” Taehyung murmured, pressing closer. His body heat radiated into Jungkook, the shadows tightening, a mixture of protection and possession. “Every part of you… vibrating for me… trembling under me. Every golden thread of your power… mine to control.”

Jungkook’s chest rose and fell rapidly, mind spinning. “I… I don’t…” he gasped, unable to form the words. He couldn’t deny the sensation, couldn’t deny the heat, the pull, the dark desire that coursed through his veins.

Taehyung smiled, a predator and a god all at once. “I will teach you. I will show you… how deep your power can go. How far you will fall under my claim. And when you surrender fully… you will belong to me.”

The shadows swirled faster, golden and black merging, energy and desire colliding in a heady storm. Jungkook gasped, overwhelmed, golden aura sparking uncontrollably.

“You will learn,” Taehyung whispered, brushing lips over the curve of his neck. “That no one else matters… and no one else can touch you. You are mine… and soon, you will see it yourself.”

For a moment, the world ceased to exist. There was only him, only Taehyung, only the surging, consuming power that bound them together.

And then, a distant roar shattered the night—a sound of hunters, creatures attuned to divine blood, approaching fast, their intent deadly.

Taehyung’s golden eyes flared. He lifted Jungkook effortlessly, holding him close, shadows flaring like dark flames. “They think they can take you?” he growled, every word a promise and a threat. “No one… no one will ever take what belongs to me.”

The shadows erupted, black tendrils clashing with unseen enemies. Golden light shot from Jungkook, wild and uncontrolled, merging with Taehyung’s mastery, forming a storm of energy, darkness, and desire.

Jungkook’s pulse raced, mind dizzy with power, fear, and the raw heat of the prince pressed against him. Every heartbeat screamed the same truth—he was Taehyung’s, bound in body, soul, and power.

And as the hunters closed in, the world seemed to hold its breath.

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Full-Chapter Cliffhanger + Teaser for Chapter 3

The golden storm of light and shadows collided, consuming everything in its radius. Jungkook’s heart pounded as his powers flared uncontrollably, his body trembling in the grip of the Shadow Prince.

The hunters shouted, their forms barely visible through the blinding surge of energy, and one figure stepped forward, more terrifying than the rest…

Taehyung tightened his hold on Jungkook. “No one will touch you,” he whispered fiercely, lips brushing his ear. “And if they try… I will destroy everything they love.”

The world exploded in blinding gold and black—and when the light faded, Jungkook’s breath caught.

Before him stood something—or someone—that would change everything.

Next chapter will reveal the true threat to Jungkook’s divine blood—and how far Taehyung’s obsession will go to claim him completely.

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