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“No, no, no,” the caramel wolf repeats as he slams himself to the floor to gather the broken mugs and fallen tray. “I’m sorry, so sorry."
“It’s okay," Jungkook soothes. He kneels down and pointlessly stacks the sharp clay shards on the tray. "It was my fault and–”
“Get down!” the head alpha growls. He slams his heavy leather boot down on the omega's back and presses him to the floor. “And apologize to our guest properly.”
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Or a story where Jeon Jungkook, Head Alpha of the Moonflower Pack and recently appointed Watcher of the North, goes on what is supposed to be a routine diplomatic visit only to discover a pack run by an alpha who considers betas curses, pups nuisances, and omegas slaves. And what starts as a diplomatic visit suddenly becomes an unauthorized raid. Even though the head alpha flees, Jungkook frees the omegas and the pups, including the caramel wolf who had accidentally spilled ale on him during his visit. The wolf is barely alive by the time they find him, but even with death clinging to his scent, he still lights up Jungkook’s dark world with something new and something wild.- Language:
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22 Jun 2026
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Jisung always considered himself an independent person. Until he was called into Minho's office, oblivious to the new life that was going to change him forever.
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21 Jun 2026
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Jisung gets his first tattoo and it hurts a lot more than he anticipated. In a good way. So good that he finds himself going into subspace. Thankfully his tattoo artist Minho knows exactly how to handle the situation.
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21 Jun 2026
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“I didn’t order this.” The drink was pink in a tall glass with a small umbrella and a cherry. The image of it standing next to Jisung's simple scotch in a short round glass was frankly absurd.
“I know,” the bartender said. “He did.” He nodded down the bar at a group of young men that Jisung had noticed before. One of the boys caught Jisung’s eye and waved, mouthing, “You’re welcome.”
Jisung looked down at the drink in distaste. It was everything he wasn’t supposed to be. Pink, and frilly, and dainty, and cute, and just so very pink. “Seriously?” he asked the bartender.
“I told him it was pretty far from what you ordered before, but he said it fit your vibe.”
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Newly divorced, thirty-one year old Jisung goes to a gay club for the first time and meets an odd, but hot, young guy.
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21 Jun 2026
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“Minho, listen to me. Whatever you do, don’t bite him, okay?”
“Bite,” Minho repeats foggily, liking the way the word feels in his mouth, between his teeth.
“I wouldn’t usually be concerned about your control, but with you two…”
“Us two.” He thinks about it. He’s never let himself think of them as an us before. Jisung continues to linger by the door, so close, painfully close. Within claiming distance. Just a scant inch or two of door between them.
“He’s your blind spot,” Chan says matter-of-factly.
“Blind spot?”
There’s a short sigh. “This conversation is going nowhere. I’m coming over, okay? Minho? I’m coming.”
“Minho?” Jisung asks again, and he can feel himself smiling, sunning in the sound of his voice.
“Sung-ah,” Minho says warmly, phone slipping from his hand and thunking softly against the carpeted floor. “Omega.”
Jisung presents late, panics, and hides it from his friends. As the weeks pass, Minho is haunted by a mystery scent that calls to him like nothing ever has before.
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17 Jun 2026