Use Me Like A Drug (omegaverse bl)-Chapter 61: You decide my fate...

Jaehyun’s POV

"Please! Alpha!"

Slamming the door according to my mother’s order is the most difficult thing I have ever done in my life.

’Ours’ a deep and unrestrained growl resounds in my chest as my alpha is agitated and desperate in me, very much aware that our omega is in pain, yet we are not allowed to do anything, not because we can’t but because it’s safer not to.

Not when he is bleeding and hurt...not when he is in that state, weak and in need of help and care. My alpha is pushing to go in and take care of him, but I know my mother is who he needs, not me and my flickering sanity.

Standing here is hard, even from outside the door, the scent of the omega I have come to claim as mine is strong and calling to me like a siren. I clench my fist so tight that I draw blood out of my palm.

The metallic smell of my own blood wafts to my nose and I press my already bloodied claws into my palm even deeper. I am beginning to dangle on the edge of insanity.

Two reasons draw me, one is pure lust for the omega in heat and the other is the thirst to paint my fingers red with the blood of the motherfuckers who had the guts to put their hands on my omega.

’He’s not our omega, lets go in and mark him’ my alpha supplies, drooling at the thought of sinking my teeth into the scent gland we worship and adore. Making Yujun ours forever.

I squeeze my eyes shut tightly as another bout of Yujun’s screams and sobs for me filter through the small space under the door. And with the state of my alpha, I am tempted to push my way into the room and give him everything he wants but I know I can’t.

I shouldn’t.

’Let’s have him, no one should-’ my alpha says inside him, deranged and threatening to take control from me but I shake my head, hard and fast.

No. I promised Yujun healing not damage.

’No, Yujun needs us sane’ I say to my alpha to silence his primal urges and want.

’Then we find and kill everyone who put a mark on him’ my alpha roars and I hear myself growling low and menacingly, losing touch of my environment and everything else.

It’s like the night that omega child was killed all over again.

The same rage I felt back then floods the back of my mind, working hand in hand with my already furious alpha, and threatening to pull me under into madness. I take hard breaths and press my face into the wall to calm myself.

"Fuck" I curse with all the anger I feel inside of me and punch the hard wall. The burn on my knuckles does nothing to take away the vision of blood on Yujun’s face or the way my mother cradled him so tenderly while he cleaned the younger male omega.

The handprint on his neck...

"What the..." I hear a whisper behind me, and I turn my head in time to see Taeho taking a step backwards.

My rage and struggle to stay out of the room had blinded me to the fact that Taeho has been standing at the door for over a minute with his mouth hanging open and his nostrils flaring as Yujun’s heat announces itself.

Fuck.

"Taeho..." I call his name with a warning growl, and he takes another step back, obviously in shock, stunned by what he has seen through the door, fuck...how do I protect Yujun’s privacy?

"Taeho...listen to me" I say and he shakes his head before turning to look at me.

The look of betrayal on his face kills all the rage and anger that had been bubbling inside me, this is my brother, my ally, my best friend...how can I ever take this step without him?

"Taeho" I say his name again, asking him to listen to me but he looks distraught.

"Is this the reason?" he asks and I grab him by the elbow to take him out of earshot, no one else needs to see Yujun, no one dares find this out, not when our clan and Yujun’s clan are sworn enemies constantly on the edge of snuffing one another out.

"Yah, let go" Taeho says and tries to shake my hand off his elbow, but I tighten my grip on him till we are at a good distance outside of the house, "Is that the reason?" he asks again spitefully, and I run my hand through my hair.

"I can explain..." I say tiredly and Taeho speaks again.

"The Choi bastard has been an omega all along?" he asks.

"Yes, Taeho-ya, he’s an omega" I say and Taeho curses under his breath, he can’t seem to look me in the eyes as he turns away from me and places his hands on his head, interlocking his fingers.

"How long have you known about this?" he asks in a low tone and his back turned to me.

"Since the attack at the party" I say honestly, knowing that I have nothing to hide from the man that has taken a bullet for my sake before, the man whose hands I can put the entirety of my life and leave for years without fear.

His legs seem to tremble as he squats with his head still down, the position he takes whenever he is unable to process any information. "That’s why you’ve been protecting him?" Taeho asks, keeping his head bowed and his voice low.

"Yes" is the simple response I give to him with my hands stuffed in my pocket and he curses again.

"Why didn’t you tell me?" he asks as he makes a sound that is akin to a puppy being kicked. And that tone causes guilt to fill my mind, mellowing the fire of rage that had been trying to burn me whole.

"Why didn’t you tell me? We have always worked as a team to protect omegas, we swore to do that together many fucking years ago" he says, sounding pained and disappointed as he brings back the oath we made as kids.

"Yujun is more than an omega I’m trying to rescue" I say to him and Taeho turns his head as he looks up at me, we look each other in the eyes briefly without saying any words and he scoffs before giving me a nod.

"Pull yourself together Jaehyun" he says and spits on the floor angrily.

"I love him" I say confidently and Taeho lets out a small laugh before pulling himself up and I notice the subtle way he holds himself...he looks like the day he chose to stand with Sehwa against me, and I don’t understand why.

"You’ve always liked to play with fire" he says and I tilt my head, unable to decipher his word and not even trying to, "I hope you know what you’re doing Jaehyun" he says and roughly runs his fingers through his dark hair.

"I know what I’m doing" I respond and he huffs.

"And Sehwa?" he asks me the question that know has been burning on the tip of his tongue. Taeho, ever the guardian angel of the demon.

"What about Sehwa?" I ask, with a lazy smile on my face at the mention of the omega I want nothing to do with, but Taeho keeps shoving down my throat.

"Will you fucking take important things seriously?" Taeho roars at me and grabs my collar and I shut my eyes, breathing hard through my nose to keep myself calm and not lose my temper with my best friend.

"What about Sehwa?" I ask again.

"Your engagement with her" he shouts in my face like it’s the most obvious answer in the world before releasing my collar and pushing me backwards.

"That reminds me" I say and turn right around, "Yah! Hwang Jaehyun" Taeho calls after me as I march into the building and to my father’s personal study to pluck his favorite antique rifle off the wall.

The rage is back, and I need to silence it.

"Jae- Yah!"

I don’t care if it’s of the Choi clan or the Hwang clan tonight, someone must die from my hands.

"Jaehyun!" Taeho’s voice calls after me but I keep marching down to the meeting hall where my father often sits with a selected few, members of the inner circle...self-entitled assholes.

I push the door open disrespectfully and as expected, they are seated at the table and at the sight of me, the Mad dog of Hwang clan with a gun, they all seem to freeze in their seats.

"Taeho, what is the meaning of this?" Father asks Taeho who is right behind me with fear on his face.

"Father" I greet calmly and father acknowledges me with a growl, "I heard a number of people gathered to decide my fate, I have come to decide their fate...who do I start with?" I ask and cock the gun.