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The caravan shook as they travelled far east. Taehyung pulls his head scarf up from his eyes so he could see the road up ahead. His gold coloured bangles clinked against each other as he did so. His eyes drank in the large gate they pass. His mother and brothers and sisters along with his grandmother try to also glance at the great mansion before they turn but even he who is sitting beside the window couldn’t even get a glance of it.
The caravans whirr to a stop making all of them squish together. As soon as it stopped, they all got down and got to work because the sun was going to fall soon, they needed to get their fire and food up. They were going to eat roasted potatoes and lentils tonight- it would be their first meal of the day and they had a lot of work to do because they were almost 40 people.
They were going to stay here for a month, his father tells the pack. They all nod and go their way around.
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“A pack of gypsies in the Jeon land? Are you on shite?” The man asks, his voice appalled and unbelieving.
The butler withers and almost bends down in half with how scared he is, “My L-Lord, they are a pack of wolves and they came in just this afternoon. They say they have nowhere else to go- the dumpster was the other option so they are begging you to give them a place to stay in the estate for sometime until they will move again. They say they have young omegas and pups in the pack who can’t go on further- they have been travelling for months.”
Lord Jeon has his eyes narrowed as he looks outside his large windows and towards where a fat string of smoke could be seen against the dark evening night, “do they know who we are?” he asks slowly, very slowly as his eyes gleam in slight red.
The butler shrugs, “they might not, my lord. We can hardly find a pack of wolves willingly walking into one of the most powerful vampire covens.”
Lord Jeon stays mute. His wife, Lady Jeon, comes in. Her thick pearl necklace shines brighter against the fire cackling, “Junghyun, Jeongguk’s valet came to me with something very interesting to tell me tonight.”
Lord Jeon purses his lips, “Jeongguk is out on his run already?”
Her eyes gleam, “yes, my darling and his valet says he doesn't look too pleased to see wolves infesting around the place he takes his run in with their filthy scents.”
Lord Jeon looks back at his servant, “if you can handle your young master’s rage tonight, I will let you pity the bunch, Chanyeok. They are a bunch of gypsies, no background, no roots, filthy creatures. Jeongguk will tear the estate apart himself.”
The butler is a vampire too, belongs to the Jeon coven and holds the utmost respect for the Jeons along with a very big amount of fear for the young master’s rage. The Jeons were known as the most powerful, oldest coven of royal vampires in their world. Everyone in their world shook with just the mention of their name with how rich and powerful they were. And Jeon Jeongguk was the most dangerous, and reckless one of them who did not give a fuck about any rules therefore putting him into a very powerful positions. The youngest of the Jeons and the rule breaker and a vampire put him into such of it and more powerful vampires shook when it came to Jeon Jeongguk’s wrath, the butler, even though he had been with them since Jeongguk was even born, was no better.
He shook all the way as he ran with his vampire speed to where the gypsies and the young master was at but then he skidded to a halt when he found Jeon Jeongguk standing behind a large tree with both of his hands stuffed in his pocket, his shoulder ram-rod straight. His very being spreads the dark aura. The butler is fearful but he is also so confused because he thought the young master would wreak havoc.
“Y-Young master?” he calls out.
The youngest of the Jeon remains quiet, too quiet, making the butler curious as to what had the Jeon Jeongguk’s attention held so tightly.
He looks around his shoulder and looks ahead.
Strings of guitar music drifts around them in a haunting tone. There is a huge bonfire lighted up but then he noticed the gypsies. The wolves. They were a bunch of alphas and omegas mostly and most of their faces were thin, with their skin almost sticking to their bones. They were golden skinned and had large gold coloured hoop earrings in all their ears along with bangles of the same colour. Some of them were sitting around the fire- they were the alphas, he could stay by the strong musk of their scent.
Then there were the omegas who were dancing around the fire together. They were all wearing shabby, torn clothes. Yet they were wearing head scarves with hand embroidered designs with boho designs on them. They were dirty- probably hadn’t washed up in a long time and yet they danced joyfully to the haunting music. As he was looking at the dancers, his eyes caught one of their figures.
He had a curvy body. A really curvy one with a thin waist, plush ass and a big chest. And he was really beautiful, even his shabby clothes and dirty jewelleries couldn't hide his beauty, he was that beautiful. He was dancing so seducingly with the tune that made even his jaw drop. His golden skin gleamed in the firelight and his feline eyes went around the circle joyously. The omega was wearing a red dress with platoon pants. He looks back at the young master and notices even the young master was looking at the young male omega. He was surprised because Jeongguk never had that kind of look for anyone he has seen with him before, none of his ex-lovers, none of his interest. “Young master?” he calls again.
This time Jeongguk looks away and at him, his eyes already gleaming in red. The red eyes surprises him because the young master doesn’t look like he was angry hut what could it be.
“That omega,”Jeongguk says slowly and the butler gulps down because he feels a certain kind of fear now with the way Jeongguk’s tone changed while he said that, it became darker, more dangerous, “that omega is mine from this very instant. Make sure mother and father know about that and send in a proposal for him.”
With that the young master leaves without looking back and the fear in him cements till the vampire feels like his immortal life was going to end today because the most powerful vampire heir with the shabby, dirty low-class omega from the band of gypsies?
That was a gone case.