JuhiVerma_09

‘You promised me... You said you’d come back...’

Jungkook’s expression darkened slightly. "Then I’ll make sure that never happens. I’ve waited five hundred years for him, Yoongi. I won’t lose him again."

Taehyung let out a quiet scoff. "Flattery won’t get you far."
Jungkook smirked. "I didn’t think you were the type to be flattered, Mr. Kim."

Taehyung’s eyes darkened. There was something irritatingly familiar about Jungkook’s presence—the way he spoke, the way he looked at him as if he knew him. But that was impossible. Taehyung would remember someone like this.


 “You’re mine, Jungkook. My mate. My Luna.”

His Luna     TAEKOOK

The city of Seoul was bathed in the glow of neon lights, casting an eerie luminescence over its towering skyscrapers. Among them stood the Kim Enterprises Headquarters, an empire built with ruthlessness, power, and fear.

At its very top, inside a dimly lit office, Kim Taehyung sat behind his sleek black desk, his sharp eyes skimming over reports that meant little to him. He was a man of power, the CEO of Kim Enterprises, a business tycoon feared by his rivals, but in the shadows, he ruled something even darker—the underworld.

Everyone knew Kim Taehyung was involved in illegal activities, but no one had ever managed to prove it. He was untouchable, a man who could end a life with a single word. Yet, behind that controlled exterior, there was something he could not command—his mind.

For years, sleep had been a luxury he could not afford. Insomnia tormented him, and the rare times he succumbed to exhaustion, nightmares plagued his nights. They weren't ordinary dreams; they felt real, too vivid, too painful. He would see flashes of a war, blood staining the ground, his own body torn and broken. And a voice—soft, desperate—calling his name.

'You promised me... You said you'd come back...'

The same words, the same agony, yet no matter how much he tried, the memories slipped through his fingers like grains of sand.

Taehyung sighed, rubbing his temples. "What the hell is wrong with me?" he muttered, pushing the disturbing thoughts aside. He had bigger matters to handle. A shipment was coming in tonight, one that could not afford any mistakes.

A knock on the door pulled him from his thoughts.

The door opened, revealing Min Yoongi, his most trusted second-in-command. Unlike Taehyung, Yoongi had no interest in corporate affairs. He was the one who ensured the mafia side of things ran smoothly. The shadow behind the king.

"Everything's set for tonight. The shipment will arrive at Dock 13. Security is tight, but we're prepared," Yoongi informed him.

Taehyung gave a slow nod, standing from his chair. "Let's go."

Meanwhile, in Busan…

The air smelled of damp earth and magic as Jeon Jungkook stood at the edge of the hidden forest, his heart pounding. He could feel it, a pull so strong it almost knocked the breath out of him.

His Alpha had been reborn. The very soul that once ruled beside him, that had died protecting him, was somewhere in this world again. But he wasn't the same. His scent was faint, buried beneath the stench of humans. His wolf was asleep, unaware of what he truly was.

Jungkook clenched his fists. He had waited five hundred years for this moment. He had endured loneliness, despair, and the burden of a war they had lost. And now, the time had come to bring his Alpha home.

"Are you ready for this?" a voice asked from behind him. Park Jimin, his closest friend and a fellow omega, stood there with concern in his eyes.

Jungkook exhaled sharply. "I have to be."

He turned, determination burning in his gaze.

"I'm going to Seoul. I'm going to find him."

Chapter 1: The Forgotten Alpha