Chapter 9

Taeyong wakes up feeling cold all over his small body. He looks at his surroundings only to find himself soaking in...blood?! He tried moving his body but he felt numb. His eyes caught a man standing near him, his lean back facing him. " W- who are you?"

The man slowly turned his head to look at him. He has raven black hair, his eyes blazing red and his mouth.. he has fangs Taeyong felt his whole body freeze at the sight as fear envelopes him. The man moves forward, leaning closer to him.

" I am the alpha."

Alpha.

Alpha!

ALPHA!

" AAAAAAAAHHHHHHH!"

Taeyong felt out of breath as his sweat starts to drip from his forehead. Panicking, he clutched his loudly beating heart, afraid that it might fall out of his body any moment. His breathing is erratic and his palms are excessively sweating from fear as he covers his face to stay calm.

He had another nightmare again, but a bit different from the previous ones. He clutched the hem of the blanket as it his life depended on it.

Who is that man and why does he appear in his dream?

Is he even a man? or a monster?

Taeyong has a lot of questions in his mind, bugging him even in his sleep. He has a feeling that his dreams are connected and the fear that he felt seems so real.

Alpha!

Taeyong remembered the word that kept on repeating in his dream. He quickly took his cellphone from the bedside table to search for the word. A lot of definitions appeared in one click.

" Alpha is the first letter of the Greek alphabet series . Taeyong read all the results from the search engine.

" Alpha means the beginning.." He shook his head, still not finding the answer that he's looking for.

He patiently scrolled until his eyes caught a word that somehow makes a relation to the one in his dream.

" An Alpha is a leader of a group." Taeyong stared at this for awhile. He remembered the fangs and the red blazing eyes of the man in his dream. What group is he leading? His thumb scrolled down until he reached the bottom of the page where the suggested researches can be found. He read the words, freezing and dropping his phone upon reading the last two words that made his insides tremble 'cause finally, his dream makes sense.

ALPHA WOLF

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Last class of the day, Taeyong and his classmates waited for their last teacher to come to their class. One whole day is about to end again with Taeyong being physically and mentally drained.

He's been trying his best to focus on each subject, but his mind keeps on going back to his nightmare. He sighed, finally submitting to the call of sleep and rest. He rested his head on the desk as his eyes slowly closed, drifting him to sleep.

Taeyong was not even napping for a long while when he heard a booming voice, particularly calling tor him.

" MR. KIM!"

Taeyong automatically stood, his eyes wide opened and his right hand up in the air. " PRESENT!" He shouted out of the blue making everyone laugh. He blinked a couple of times, still hazed from his sleep. He looked at his teacher in front with her not so happy face because of him.

Taeyong felt embarrassed as realization hits him hard. His face turned red like that of a tomato as he muttered a quick " Sorry" before sitting back on his chair.

" Mr. Kim, are you lacking sleep that's why you decided to sleep on my class?" the Science teacher, Ms. Hyuna, said sarcastically. Taeyong lowered his head in embarrassment, whispering " Sorry ".

Ms. Hyuna looked at him with daggers in her eyes before proceeding with the lesson. " Be thankful, sleeping is related to what we're going to discuss." She muttered once more, finally writing the lesson on the board.

DREAM.

Taeyong stared on the word written on the board.

" What is a dream?" Ms. Hyuna asked, her eyes scanning the room, looking for someone to answer. Seojoon, the school hearthrob, raised his hand to answer.

" Dreams are imaginations made up by the mind." He answered with cockiness.

"That's correct. However, dreams are not only imaginations. These are reflections of the past and the future." Ms. Hyuna corrected before adding

" For example, you experienced being abused when you were young. Those experiences can haunt you in dreams, turning them into nightmares" Taeyong listened carefully. His once sleeping mind turned active. " We dream because of REM or Rapid Eye Movement. This is how we dream of images and other things that are beyond reason." She continued, making eye contact once in a while.

" Can we dream of someone we never met before?" Taeyong asked all of a sudden, turning all the attentions to him which he didn't care. Ms. Hyuna stared at him with her brows raised to the roof.

" Oh, so you have dreamt of someone when you were sleeping earlier?" She sarcastically replied, earning another round of laughter from the students.

Taeyong just shrugged his shoulders, not wanting to look disrespectful.

" No ma'am.'m just Curious."

The Science teacher glared at him one more time, turning his back around him to write something on the board again,

" Our mind doesn't invent faces. There are dreams when you see a person's face whom you think is a total stranger. Well, let me tell you this. Our mind doesn't invent faces. You may think that you've never seen the person in your dreams before, but you actually do. Just from a quick glance and you see someone, your mind subconsciously remembers the face even without you actually knowing" Ms. Hyuna explained.

She continued to blabber, but Taeyong can no longer hear her. His mind started to focus on that one sentence on the board.

Our mind doesn't invent faces. If that is the case, does that mean Taeyong had really seen that man before?

His thoughts were interrupted by the loud ringing of the bell, signaling that the class

is over. The other children hurriedly went out of the classroom while Taeyong arranged his things inside his bag.

" Let's go Tae." He looked at the man standing in front of him with his backpack in his one shoulder.

" Bogumie." Taeyong smiled, standing up and clinging to his best friend.

" Are you going to buy me snacks today?" He said, grinning from ear to ear. The older flicked his forehead.

" Ouch! Hyung- " Taeyong pouted, touching his aching forehead.

" You don't deserve a treat today. You slept during our class remember?" Bogum pinched his nose to emphasize his point, the two of them almost nearing the gates. " But hyung..."Taeyong pouted even more. " ...I didn't sleep! Ijust closed my eyes for a "moment. He said, stomping his feet." Still no. Wait for your brothers and go straight home. I'l be going to the music store, my mom wants new cd's of her favorite band." Bogum walked ahead, waving his hands to say goodbye before tuning the corner heading to his home.

" What a bummer!" Taeyong shouted as he sits on the bench near the gates. He looked at his watch to take note of the time.

3:20 p.m.

He sighed. He still has an hour to spend before his brothers' end of class, Their house is only a few blocks away and Taeyong can just go home on his own. However, his parents and brothers have always been against about him going home alone. They always remind him to wait for his brothers to accompany him, Taeyong Sighed, feeling bored after a minute of sitting down. He remembered the arcade just a few steps away from the school and decided to kill some time there with the money that's left of him. He quickly got up and ran toward the gaming center where a lot of students are also playing. He excitedly picked a game that he wants to play, spending all of his money and winning from time to time. Taeyong got too engrossed with the game that he didn't notice that he's already been playing for an hour, " Oh shit!" He mumbled, instantly regretting the curse coming out of his mouth. He slapped his mouth a couple of times. "Bad mouth." He uttered, hurriedly running out of the place. As he turned right at the corner, he didn't expect a car heading toward his direction, almost hitting him. Taeyong fell on the ground as his knees turned to jelly. His eyes shut from fear, thinking that he's been hit.

The driver went out of the car, anger evident in his face.

"What the fuck kid?! Are you trying to kill yourself?!" Taeyong slowly opened his eyes only to find a tall angry man in front of him. His veins almost popping from his neck and his eyes changed colors from black to red.

...wait, what?

Taeyong stared again to confirm what he saw. He looked deeply at the man's black eyes.

Is he hallucinating?

He shakes his head to clear his mind, finally standing up. He quickly bowed to the man as he repeatedly said "'Sorry:"

" Next time, if you want to die, just fucking die on your own! Don't involve other people!" The man shouted once more, making Taeyong flinch over his harsh word. The young man is still looking down, when the back window of the car rolled down.

" Jackson, let's go now" Taeyong shoots up his head that it almost snaps, hearing the deep voice coming from the man inside. His insides start to curl at the voice that somehow sounds awfully familiar.

" You're lucky kid, we're in a rush." The driver said, finally getting in the car again. Taeyong was stoned in his place. He had seen a glimpse of the man at the back of the car. His hair is raven, his eyes deep black, and his lips cherry red. Taeyong might be dumb, but he certainly cannot let go of the fact that the man has a huge resemblance with the man in his dreams, minus the red blazing eyes and the fearsome fangs.