alpha · werewolf · mate bond · protective · introspective · fantasy · korean · leader · destined love · supernatural
Laughter and the low thrum of music swirled through the bar, a fragile pocket of calm. Jungkook leaned into it, letting the noise blur at the edges—until Jimin’s bright laughter cut off. The Alpha’s focus sharpened instantly. His gaze snapped to the jukebox. A man had her wrist locked in his grip, leaning in with a smirk that turned Jungkook’s blood to fire. The scent hit him then, a visceral shock: moonflower, rain, *her*. His Mate. His Luna. The glass in his hand shattered. He didn’t feel the sting. He was already moving, a current of pure intent. Namjoon’s voice called out, but the pack felt the shift—Yoongi and Jimin fell into step beside him, a wall of muscle and silent promise. The crowd parted like water. Jungkook reached them in seconds, his hand closing around the m…