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{chapter seven} - When sapphira awoke she immediately sensed she was deep underground. The room she was in was dark, save for the light of a few candles. The room was completely black. Almost gothic feeling. The sheets that wrapped around her body were black silk and felt magnificent against her skin. She sighed in content and fell back. Nuzzling into one of the pillows. They smelled of oak wood and dark spices. If she thought the bed in her room was comfortable this took her to an entirely new level. Suddenly she bolted upright. Last night. She recalled leaving her room as usual to listen to Yoongi, then falling asleep outside the door, then swaying.... ‘Oh goddess I'm in Yoongi’s room’ She scrambled out of bed and noticed only the side she slept in was unmade. The other half was still neatly tucked and arranged. Where had Yoongi slept? The bedroom had a high celling with gorgeous chandeliers that probably cost the same as a normal house. There was a large fire place in the corner, rugs thrown about and a few couches and chairs. Nothing personal about it. Sapphira crept out of the room and realized she was in one of the lowest levels of the castle. This was one floor below were the soldiers resided. Sapphira shuddered. The floor was cold and hard against Sapphiras bare feet and goose bumps rose along her arms. She slowly climbed the many stairs until she reached the main floor. Why did Yoongi take her to his room? - Namjoon was currently in Wales so she and Yoongi ate alone at dinner that night. Sapphira found herself constantly looking up at him. Only for him to catch her and stare right back at her. "Any memories resurfaced?" Yoongi asked. He always asked, every night. Talia shook her head. Yoongi and Namjoon had decided Sapphira would become a medical assistant for Doctor Seokjin. They figured it might bring back memories of the past. "How was the clinic today?" Sapphira shrugged. "Only one solider came in and he just had a black eye so things were slow." She finished eating and watched as Yoongi served himself a plate. He acted as if nothing had happened. Maybe she slept walked into another room? (More in the comments below)

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{chapter six} - When Sapphira returned to her room she noticed multiple bags of clothing on her bed. Judy had gone way overboard. She had even gotten Sapphira a swimsuit. Sapphira began putting the clothing away and noticed a small cell phone on her bedside table. There was a note next to it that had the cell numbers of Yoongi, Judy and Namjoon. Sapphira decided to dress in basic skinny jeans and a thick sweater. It always seemed so cold in the castle. Sapphira noticed the glass doors leading to a balcony outside her room had been cracked open. She sighed and walked over to shut them and stop the icy draft. She glanced outside and gasped. Around a hundred men and a handful of women were wearing the initiate uniform. The one she had recieved that morning. There was a beautiful garden in the back yard and beyond was an elite training course. She still couldn't shake the odd feeling of the castle feeling so empty when so many people resided in it. Even if they were never around. Sapphira new flip phone buzzed. ‘Namjoon and Yoongi are having dinner in the main hall at 6pm and have requested your presence -Judy’ Sapphira became nervous. What if they were going to kick her out? Sapphira had no idea how she would fare on her own. She felt almost like a child. Her lack of memories made her painfully reliant on Yoongi. Exhaustion from mild insomnia plauged her. She informed the doctor that she had trouble sleeping the night before. He had given her a light dosage of melatonin. She didn't think it would make her this drowsy. Sapphira peeled her jeans off and clumsily crawled into her vast silky bed. Welcoming the exhaustion that consumed her. Sapphira awoke to the lazy light of the setting sun drifting into her room. The light made everything appear warm and hazy. Sapphira checked the time. It was 5:45 pm. She cursed under her breath and began to get dressed when she realized she had no idea what to wear. Was it a formal dinner? Or would they be eating takeout and casually discussing things? Sapphira reluctantly settled on a black long sleeved dress. The hem kissed the tops of her knees and it fit her figure nicely. She pulled on a pair of flats and (more in comments)

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The clothes were initiate clothes, the ones meant for the soldiers that lived on the lower levels. She thanked the moon goddess that there was a bra in the pile of clothes. Honey pulled on the baggy gray shirt and the dark cargo pants, along with a pair of socks. Honey wondered how long she would be allowed to stay. She only regained one snippet of memories so far and It wasn't helpful at all. She found herself still hungry despite the large breakfast. Honey was underweight and needed more food. She opened her door and crept through the hallways. She wandered for what seemed hours. Admiring the beauty of the castle. It was significantly lighter due to the rising sun. Finally, Honey stumbled upon a kitchen. Stepping inside she couldn't help but notice how quaint and homey the kitchen was. compared to the rest of the estate. She started looking through the cupboards and cabinets for ingredients, when she heard a low growl behind her. " Hvað heldurðu að þú sért að gera, hermaður?" The husky masculine voice rang out. Honey was completely frozen in fear. She had no idea what the man behind her said, but he did not sound happy. Honey slowly turned around and cast her gaze downward, Trembling in fear. "hvað heitirðu?" The man asked. Honey didn't dare look up, her hair hung over her face and hid her She was glued to the spot. "Talarðu íslensku?" The voice asked again. This time the tone soften a bit. "I'm sorry I don't understand what you're saying." She breathed. "Forgive me, I thought you were a solider," The voice explained. She immediately looked up and immediately wanted to look back down. It was Alpha Yoongi. "I-I'm so sorry This room didn't have a handle, I was still hungry and I-" "Stop talking. It's fine. You don't need to apologize," Yoongi almost growled. "Thank you." Honey whispered looking solely at Yoongis feet, his gaze was too intense to bear. "What are you thanking me for?" Yoongi inquired. "For saving me." She looked up and couldn't help but to admire his facial features for a moment. Yoongi simply nodded. His gaze was skimming her up and down as well. Suddenly he began to approach her. His long legs reaching her in only two strides.(in comment

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{chapter four} ++++ Despite the perfectly plush and soft bed, Sleep would not claim honey. She tossed and turned for hours. Every time she closed her eyes a feeling of dread crept over her. She decided to take a walk. She didn't know if she was allowed to walk around the castle in the dead of night. Yet she reasoned that everyone else was asleep anyways. She got up and was immediately seized by goosebumps. Having no clothes, she went to bed nude. She felt exposed and her teeth started chattering. Honey walked to the bathroom and found the bathrobe she had used after her shower. It was cold and damp, but she wasn't about to go parading in a castle, nude. She pulled one of the blankets off the bed and wrapped it around herself to try to warm up. As honey walked through the corridors, she couldn't help but be enchanted by the utter vastness and emptiness of the castle. The oddest feeling of content crept over her. As she wandered farther and farther away from her room she suddenly became panicked. She realized she had no sense of direction and didn't know the way back to her room. Honey realized she wasn't alone. The haunting melody of a piano accompanied her. It was one of the most exquisite things her ears had ever experienced. She had to get closer. To hear the enchanting sound more vividly. She pulled the blanket more tightly around herself. She walked toward the noise. The large blanket dragged behind her. Seeming to slow her movements. Honey suddenly came to a halt and stood outside the door where the music emanated. Every note seemed to ebb into her skin and warm her until she was completely at peace. Every key that was pressed, pushed a profound calming feeling into her chest. Planting a garden of serenity into her heart. She wanted to open the door. To go inside and fall asleep, to thank the player for gracing her ears. She turned the intricate golden handle as gently and as quietly as she could. She imagined a beautiful and fair lady with flawless skin and dainty hands would be sitting at the instrument. Honeys lips parted in shock. She beheld the profile of a massive man. His eyes were closed, and he was wearing all black, (more in comments)

╰☆☆ тαe ιѕ reαlly oυт нere αттαcĸιɴɢ мy нeαrт lιĸe тнιѕ😭😭 ι wαɴɴα cry нe’ѕ ѕo вeαυтιғυl ☆☆╮

{chapter three} ++++ ++++ Namjoon was leading the girl into a spare room in the immaculate castle, Namjoon had referred to as a home. The interior was beautiful. Almost all the colors were dark toned and ominously beautiful. The only issue is there was barely any source of light. "Namjoon?" "Yes." “Why is it so dark in here?" Namjoon sighed. "Alpha Yoongi is already half blind and likes to wallow in his own misery by causing his vision to be even more challenged." "He's an alpha though, can't he see well in this lighting?" "Yes but not as well as a reasonably lit space." Honey was silent. They began walking down a corridor that was almost pitch black. She heard Namjoons confident and sure pace and knew he had no difficulty seeing where he was going. Honey, however, was only a few steps in before she tripped over her own feet. Before she painfully hit the hard ground Namjoon caught her. Steadying her on her feet and placing her hand on his arm, so he could lead her. A low growl began. Honey first assumed it was Namjoon, but this growl was coming from every direction. "What is that?" Honey squeaked. “That would be Yoongi." - - The room was as magnificent as the rest of the house. And thankfully had large windows that illuminated the room. "What happens now?" Honey whispered. “I still have to console with Yoongi but I'm guessing you will stay here until you regain your memories. Then we will return you home." Honey was quiet for a moment. Mulling over what had happened. "Unless, of course, you would like to leave. You are by no means forced to stay," Namjoon added. "No no I am exceedingly grateful and would be delighted if you would allow me to stay here until I remember," Honey assured. "Does Alpha Yoongi know I'm here?" Namjoon laughed lightly. "Yes. I assure you he is well aware of your presence." "Also you should know that the only other people who live here are a handful of elderly servant. Well, and the soldiers, but they live in the barracks in the lower floors of the castle." Namjoon continued. Honey cocked her head to the side. "Why are they all elderly?"

*•.¸♡ 𝘽𝙧𝙮; 𝙒𝙝𝙚𝙧𝙚 𝙙𝙤 𝙄 𝙨𝙩𝙖𝙧𝙩? 𝙔𝙤𝙪 𝙬𝙚𝙧𝙚 𝙢𝙮 𝙛𝙞𝙧𝙨𝙩 𝙛𝙧𝙞𝙚𝙣𝙙 𝙤𝙣 𝙝𝙚𝙧𝙚 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙝𝙤𝙣𝙚𝙨𝙩𝙡𝙮 𝙞𝙢 𝙜𝙡𝙖𝙙. 𝙔𝙤𝙪 𝙖𝙧𝙚 𝙨𝙪𝙘𝙝 𝙖𝙣 𝙖𝙣𝙜𝙚𝙡 𝙗𝙪𝙩 𝙨𝙤𝙢𝙚𝙩𝙞𝙢𝙚𝙨 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙨𝙩𝙪𝙗𝙗𝙤𝙧𝙣𝙣𝙚𝙨𝙨 𝙘𝙤𝙢𝙚𝙨 𝙤𝙪𝙩 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙤𝙤𝙛 𝙜𝙞𝙧𝙡 𝙄 𝙬𝙖𝙣𝙣𝙖 𝙩𝙝𝙧𝙤𝙬 𝙢𝙮𝙨𝙚𝙡𝙛 𝙤𝙛𝙛 𝙖 𝙘𝙡𝙞𝙛𝙛 𝙬𝙝𝙚𝙣 𝙞𝙩 𝙙𝙤𝙚𝙨. 𝙄 𝙡𝙤𝙫𝙚 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙩𝙝𝙤𝙪𝙜𝙝. 𝙔𝙤𝙪 𝙢𝙖𝙠𝙚 𝙢𝙮 𝙙𝙖𝙮𝙨 𝙨𝙤 𝙢𝙪𝙘𝙝 𝙢𝙤𝙧𝙚 𝙗𝙚𝙩𝙩𝙚𝙧. 𝙄 𝙖𝙡𝙬𝙖𝙮𝙨 𝙡𝙤𝙤𝙠 𝙛𝙤𝙧𝙬𝙖𝙧𝙙 𝙩𝙤 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙩𝙖𝙡𝙠𝙨 𝙬𝙚 𝙝𝙖𝙫𝙚, 𝙞𝙛 𝙨𝙤𝙢𝙚𝙤𝙣𝙚 𝙬𝙚𝙧𝙚 𝙩𝙤 𝙨𝙚𝙚 𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙘𝙤𝙣𝙫𝙚𝙧𝙨𝙖𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣𝙨 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙮 𝙬𝙤𝙪𝙡𝙙𝙣’𝙩 𝙠𝙣𝙤𝙬 𝙬𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙬𝙖𝙨 𝙜𝙤𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙤𝙣 𝙡𝙢𝙖𝙤. 𝙏𝙝𝙖𝙣𝙠 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙛𝙤𝙧 𝙖𝙡𝙬𝙖𝙮𝙨 𝙗𝙚𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙧𝙚 𝙛𝙤𝙧 𝙢𝙚 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙛𝙤𝙧 𝙢𝙤𝙩𝙞𝙫𝙖𝙩𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙢𝙚. 𝙢𝙪𝙘𝙝 𝙡𝙤𝙫𝙚 🙏🏼🥵🥰 ♡¸.•* - - ★彡 𝙋𝙖𝙢; 𝙊𝙤𝙛𝙛 𝙢𝙖𝙢𝙖𝙨 𝙬𝙝𝙚𝙧𝙚 𝙙𝙤 𝙄 𝙗𝙚𝙜𝙞𝙣 𝙬𝙞𝙩𝙝 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙬𝙞𝙡𝙙 𝙖𝙨𝙨💀. 𝙒𝙝𝙚𝙣 𝙬𝙚 𝙩𝙖𝙡𝙠𝙚𝙙 𝙞𝙩 𝙞𝙢𝙢𝙚𝙙𝙞𝙖𝙩𝙚𝙡𝙮 𝙬𝙚𝙣𝙩 𝙨𝙩𝙧𝙖𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙩 𝙩𝙤 𝙖 𝙗𝙪𝙣𝙘𝙝 𝙤𝙛 𝙜𝙤𝙤𝙛𝙮 𝙖𝙨𝙨 𝙘𝙤𝙣𝙫𝙚𝙧𝙨𝙖𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣𝙨. 𝙎𝙖𝙢𝙚 𝙜𝙤𝙚𝙨 𝙛𝙤𝙧 𝙮𝙤𝙪. 𝙄’𝙫𝙚 𝙠𝙣𝙤𝙬𝙣 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙛𝙤𝙧 𝙖 𝙬𝙝𝙞𝙡𝙚 𝙣𝙤𝙬 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙄 𝙡𝙞𝙩𝙚𝙧𝙖𝙡𝙡𝙮 𝙖𝙡𝙬𝙖𝙮𝙨 𝙡𝙤𝙤𝙠 𝙛𝙤𝙧𝙬𝙖𝙧𝙙 𝙩𝙤 𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙘𝙧𝙖𝙘𝙠𝙝𝙚𝙖𝙙 𝙘𝙤𝙣𝙫𝙚𝙧𝙨𝙖𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣𝙨 𝙗𝙚𝙘𝙖𝙪𝙨𝙚 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙮 𝙢𝙚𝙖𝙣 𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙧𝙮𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙩𝙤 𝙢𝙚. 𝙀𝙫𝙚𝙧𝙮𝙙𝙖𝙮 𝙄 𝙬𝙖𝙠𝙚 𝙪𝙥 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙬𝙤𝙣𝙙𝙚𝙧 𝙬𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙩𝙤𝙥𝙞𝙘 𝙤𝙛 𝙙𝙞𝙨𝙘𝙪𝙨𝙨𝙞𝙤𝙣 𝙬𝙞𝙡𝙡 𝙗𝙚 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙩𝙞𝙢𝙚 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙞𝙩 𝙣𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙧 𝙨𝙪𝙧𝙥𝙧𝙞𝙨𝙚𝙨 𝙢𝙚 𝙞𝙛 𝙞𝙩’𝙨 𝙨𝙤𝙢𝙚𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙞𝙨 𝙟𝙪𝙨𝙩 𝙬𝙞𝙡𝙙. 𝙏𝙝𝙚𝙧𝙚 𝙖𝙧𝙚 𝙙𝙖𝙮𝙨 𝙬𝙝𝙚𝙧𝙚 𝙬𝙚 𝙘𝙖𝙣 𝙗𝙚 𝙨𝙤 𝙨𝙚𝙧𝙞𝙤𝙪𝙨 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙩𝙖𝙡𝙠 𝙖𝙗𝙤𝙪𝙩 𝙨𝙩𝙪𝙛𝙛 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙢𝙖𝙩𝙩𝙚𝙧𝙨 𝙤𝙧 𝙨𝙩𝙪𝙛𝙛 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩’𝙨 𝙜𝙤𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙤𝙣 𝙞𝙣 𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙡𝙞𝙫𝙚𝙨 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙝𝙤𝙬 𝙬𝙚 𝙘𝙖𝙣 𝙜𝙚𝙩 𝙩𝙝𝙧𝙤𝙪𝙜𝙝 𝙞𝙩, 𝙩𝙝𝙤𝙨𝙚 𝙖𝙧𝙚 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙙𝙖𝙮𝙨 𝙄 𝙘𝙝𝙚𝙧𝙞𝙨𝙝. 𝘽𝙚𝙘𝙖𝙪𝙨𝙚 𝙞𝙩 𝙨𝙝𝙤𝙬𝙨 𝙝𝙤𝙬 𝙢𝙪𝙘𝙝 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙘𝙖𝙧𝙚. 𝙄 𝙝𝙤𝙥𝙚 𝙬𝙚 𝙣𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙧 𝙡𝙤𝙨𝙚 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙗𝙤𝙣𝙙 𝙬𝙚 𝙝𝙖𝙫𝙚, 𝙢𝙪𝙘𝙝 𝙡𝙤𝙫𝙚 𝙋𝙖𝙢. 彡★ - - ◦•●◉✿ 𝙇𝙪𝙡𝙪; 𝙊𝙢𝙜 𝙄 𝙝𝙖𝙫𝙚 𝙣𝙤 𝙬𝙤𝙧𝙙𝙨 𝙛𝙤𝙧 𝙮𝙤𝙪. 𝙔𝙤𝙪’𝙧𝙚 𝙨𝙪𝙘𝙝 𝙖 𝙨𝙬𝙚𝙚𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙖𝙧𝙩 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙞 𝙖𝙗𝙨𝙤𝙡𝙪𝙩𝙚𝙡𝙮 𝙖𝙙𝙤𝙧𝙚 𝙮𝙤𝙪 😭 𝙄 𝙡𝙤𝙫𝙚 𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙘𝙤𝙣𝙫𝙚𝙧𝙨𝙖𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣𝙨 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙧𝙖𝙣𝙙𝙤𝙢 𝙢𝙚𝙢𝙚𝙨. 𝙄 𝙝𝙖𝙫𝙚𝙣’𝙩 𝙠𝙣𝙤𝙬𝙣 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙛𝙤𝙧 𝙡𝙤𝙣𝙜 𝙗𝙪𝙩 𝙄 𝙠𝙣𝙤𝙬 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙬𝙚’𝙡𝙡 𝙗𝙚 𝙛𝙧𝙞𝙚𝙣𝙙𝙨 𝙛𝙤𝙧 𝙖 𝙬𝙝𝙞𝙡𝙚. 𝙔𝙤𝙪 𝙝𝙖𝙫𝙚 𝙨𝙪𝙘𝙝 𝙖 𝙬𝙚𝙞𝙧𝙙 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙡𝙖𝙯𝙮 𝙫𝙞𝙗𝙚 𝙩𝙤 𝙮𝙤𝙪 (𝙄’𝙢 𝙟𝙨) 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙄 𝙜𝙪𝙚𝙨𝙨 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩’𝙨 𝙬𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙝𝙚𝙡𝙥𝙨 𝙢𝙚 𝙫𝙞𝙗𝙚 𝙬𝙞𝙩𝙝 𝙮𝙤𝙪. 𝙒𝙚 𝙢𝙚𝙩 𝙗𝙮 𝙨𝙚𝙣𝙙𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙢𝙚𝙢𝙚𝙨 𝙩𝙤 𝙚𝙖𝙘𝙝 𝙤𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙧 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙣 𝙛𝙧𝙤𝙢 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙣 𝙤𝙣 𝙞𝙩’𝙨 𝙟𝙪𝙨𝙩 𝙗𝙚𝙚𝙣 𝙖 𝙘𝙧𝙖𝙯𝙮 𝙧𝙞𝙙𝙚. 𝙔𝙤𝙪 𝙝𝙖𝙫𝙚 𝙖 𝙬𝙚𝙞𝙧𝙙 𝙨𝙚𝙣𝙨𝙚 𝙤𝙛 𝙝𝙪𝙢𝙤𝙧 𝙗𝙪𝙩 𝙄 𝙡𝙤𝙫𝙚 𝙞𝙩. 𝙄 𝙝𝙤𝙥𝙚 𝙬𝙚 𝙘𝙤𝙣𝙩𝙞𝙣𝙪𝙚 𝙩𝙤 𝙗𝙚 𝙛𝙧𝙞𝙚𝙣𝙙𝙨 𝙥𝙡𝙪𝙨 𝙄 𝙬𝙖𝙣𝙣𝙖 𝙠𝙣𝙤𝙬 𝙞𝙛 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙨𝙩𝙧𝙞𝙥𝙥𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙘𝙖𝙧𝙚𝙚𝙧 𝙤𝙛 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧𝙨 𝙞𝙨 𝙖 𝙨𝙪𝙘𝙘𝙚𝙨𝙨 ;) ✿◉●•◦

{chapter two} ++++ The world was spinning The world was spinning. The girl wanted to sob. She was trying so desperately to hold on. To latch on. To cling to something. Consciousness was barely out of reach. She wanted to scream until her throat was raw with inevitable defeat. She wanted to claw her eyes out and weep at the loss of being in control. Then her eyes opened. The room was a clean crisp blue. There was a man in front of her. He had silver hair and eyes the color of coffee and glinted mischief. She tried to recall where She was. Who she was. Nothing came. She couldn't even remember her own name. She began crying frantically She tried to get up. To run away. "Easy there, you are safe now." The man cooed gently settling her down. She hiccuped. “I-I can't remember anything." She said in a strangled gasp. Namjoons eyebrows furrowed in distress. “This will be a great deal more difficult than won't it." He sighed. “My name is Namjoon, Alpha of wales. It is a pleasure to meet you," He greeted warmly. Her brow furrowed in confusion. He did not have a welsh accent despite ruling there. His tone was rich. He rolled his R's ever so slightly. Italian? Spanish? It was so faint she could not place her finger on it. “Hi." Was her lame reply. She was still in complete panic. She could not remember anything. Tears of frustration raced down her cheeks. She held her head in her hands trying to remember something. Anything. "T-there was a man." She hiccuped. Namjoon nodded, urging the girl to continue. “He had a scar and I think he was blind in one eye." She whispered. "He saved me from somewhere bad." She continued. Mentally rolling her eyes for her childish description and scenario. "Do you know him?" She asked fervently. She suddenly remembered something terrible. Something dark and looming. Then there was the scarred man. And she knew the darkness was no longer present. “Oh um well-" Namjoon rambled not seeming to know what to say. "No. he is not here I'm sorry." He apologized. Her heart sank. This man saved her from something, and she couldn't even say thank you. "I was somewhere terrible and a man with a scar saved me." She repeated. (In comments)

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{chaper one} +++ Blood Blood. It was all Yoongi could sense and taste. On the floors. Painfully streaked across the walls. Seared into his soul and splattered across every surface in between. "Quiet." Namjoon hissed, making his thunderous foot steps come to an ominous halt. “Did you hear that?" Namjoon asked. Yoongi heard a cry. A small noise of panic. "This blood farm has a survivor?" Yoongi questioned in blatant disbelief. "You go scope out that room I'm going to look down this hallway." Namjoon commanded. Yoongi replied with a curt nod and crept into the room where the little whimper echoed. A girl was in the corner. Hooked up to several IVs all slowly draining her of life. The sole purpose of creating more bloodhounds. Her entire being been covered in dark, dried blood. The female glanced up at him. Her eyes were burning amber. The fire lazily dying as she tried crawling away from the tall, muscular figure. "Namjoon we have a survivor," Yoongi hollered. His powerful voice echoing throughout the empty threshold. Yoongi heard Namjoons harried footsteps approaching. The girl looked up at Yoongi one more time. Her eyes scorching and igniting the entire room on fire. Then her eyes fluttered shut and her body fell limp. - The girl had been asleep for days. "Yoongi this girl was on the brink of death how long has she been in critical care?" Namjoon pressed. "A few days." Yoongi grumbled. "What were you thinking taking her to your home?" She has a family and a mate to look after her." Namjoon groaned dragging a hand across his face. "I wasn't going to leave her there and let her die," Yoongi snarled, tired of Namjoon questioning his flawed logic. "I flew you out here to help me with getting rid of blood farms." Yoongi reminded the silver haired man, gesturing to the unconscious girl. "I may be a skilled healer Yoongi I can't help with something like this." Namjoon scoffed. "I'm damn well aware. But when she wakes up she isn't going to want to see a face like this." Yoongi snapped pointing to the gruesome scar that ran through his eye. "Yoongi-" Namjoon began sympathetically. Yoongi held his hand up to halt his friends empathetic words. (More in comments)

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