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Minho’s breath was stolen when the boy looked up, his insanely wide, pretty eyes sparkling with embarrassment and worry, igniting something in his chest.
He breathed in deeply, and the faintest scent hit him—sweet like honey. An omega’s scent. But even if he hadn’t smelled him, his soft features, wide eyes, and flawless face were incredibly omega-like.
What surprised him was that he didn’t find his scent overwhelming. Usually, those with honey scents were far too sweet, thick, and sticky. But his was light, just enough to tickle his nose and make him breathe in a little deeper.
Or thirty-seven-year-old alpha Minho meets twenty-four-year-old omega Jisung, who works at the new convenience store across from his company. He learns quickly that Jisung has an eight-year-old son, and that behind his admirable strength, is a deeply painful past.
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His eyes move lower and meet the lifeless ones of his mate. His neck still held in the crushing grip of the other wolf's jaw, blood staining his gray fur red. Pain shoots through him, and a scream rips from his throat, desperate and broken. Jisung watches, darkness appearing at the edge of his eyes as the alpha drops Hoseok’s limp body and starts over towards him. Pain courses through him, and his eyes blur as he gives up, letting go and giving himself to the darkness, praying he won’t wake up.
In which Jisung is the luna of his pack, and is tormented by his mate until he's killed in a fight with a neighboring pack, by an alpha named Minho.
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“I do want to try topping,” Minho says. “But most of my hookups didn’t want to put in the effort.”
Jisung frowns. “But they’re gay. At least some of them have to be used to anal.” Not that Jisung would know anything about that. He’s straight. “Statistically speaking.”
“Well–”
“And,” Jisung feels the need to add, suddenly fired up, “you bottom every time! So you put in the effort. How come you only fucked selfish people, apparently?”
“You’re so cute, Jisungie.” Minho places a hand on Jisung’s thigh. “But they’re not the problem.”
“Then..” Jisung licks his dry lips. “Then what is?”
“Most people can’t take it.”–
Or: Straight Jisung helps his hung best friend top for the first time. -
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Prince Jisung does not like the man he is fated to marry. The man he is fated to marry does not like Prince Jisung.
As they approach their final summer together before they wed, a choice hangs in the air- to either preserve the ties binding their kingdoms or, much to Jisung's satisfaction, sever them completely.
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Forced into a marriage he had no say in and humiliated by the coldness he finds there, Jisung makes it his mission to become a thorn in his husband’s carefully controlled life.
He’s a moth flying closer and closer to a flame—and he is just angry enough to dream of burning.