Seoha's POV
In this world, one of the few things that I've learnt is that there is no time to feel.
Feelings? They can kill you, but I can't live like that.
I was made like a river. I feel deeply, I love largely and I think deeply.
This is who I am, but right now, that part of me isn't needed, and if I don't move quickly, Sooin might pay for it.
Taesan storms into the room with his red eyes flashing like a warning sign, and suddenly, Jaemin is fighting for his life.
It all takes place within seconds, and I have never seen a sight more horrifying than this.
The taunting smirk on Jaemin's face has been wiped off.
His back is against the wall, eyes bulging as he loses color, and his painted fingers are trying to take Taesan's hands off him.
I mean to move forward and make Taesan stop, but I can't move.
It's like I'm rooted in place.
"Taesan…." I whisper the alpha's name weakly, and he pulls Jaemin from the wall, slamming him right back so hard that I hear a sickening crack.
