Taesan's POV
My breathing is uncontrolled as I watch them carry that parasite out.
Did I really love him?
How desperate and lonely was I to ever love him?
That omega woke the animalistic part of me that shouldn't be seen by those I really love.
I really would have killed him and not give a fuck about anything else, no, not the way he was losing blood or the way his eyes were staring to roll back into his head.
The only thing that kept me back was Seoha.
The omega's small hand on me felt like the most powerful leash a man like me can ever be held back by.
His soft voice, the look in his eyes, the way he held on to me like he believes I would really listen.
I didn't want to listen, but I did.
I turn my head to look at the omega and I find that his eyes are fixed on Jaemin's phone.
The phone has been cracked from falling too hard to the floor, but it's still displaying one of the pictures that I never want Seoha to see.
Shit.
SHIT.
