1. The Game

The forest was pure chaos. The growls and screams can be heard a long way. Blood staining with the mud creating a texture of something scary even at the first sight. The dark canvas above them is gloomy and merciless as clouds hiding all the stars behind it. Wounded legs and bloody cannies, pained faces, and dirty fur- Crimson Asterin never let their enemies go empty-handed. It's everything or nothing.

As they ended their last foe on the ground, the pack warriors returned to their home. A wide smile on their lips and pride shoulders demanding respect from every living species. Crimson Asterin- the world's largest and ruthless pack. The first, second, and third about the pack are their strength, vigor, and their tactics. It says even a three-year-old of Crimson Asterin is clever than any warriors of their rivals. They're not just any stronger pack. They're the only pack that is strongest than any other.

Crimson Asterin is wide, strictly undergoes its rules and restrictions made by its alpha. The pack members are allowed to do whatever they want, as long as they don't make their alpha mad. The pack was covered with thick forest and luxurious lakeside on the west. The territory is rich with every kind of tree, plant, etc... For their living. Crimson Asterin are not the ones who sit back and accept what they got. They're hunters. They chase what they want.

As soon as the pale man, the head of the pack warriors entered the room, his sight landed on the tall figure. The room was grey, the walls and the curtains are the same color making it difficult to spot things in there. There's an uncomfortable frostiness that creates a tingle in his body as soon as he stepped inside. The walls are neat and clean, with no artwork, no sculptures. The water running in the basin is the only sound in the room, breaking the thick silence. The head warrior glanced at the mirror from behind of the tall man. There was an uneasy smell of blood in the room. The red stains sticking to the man's half-naked body, and biceps. The muscles flexing as the man cleaning the dark bloodstains on his body. The head warrior's eyes never left on the tattoo on the man's nape of the neck.

A red dragon with butterfly wings.

If there's one thing he wondered about their alpha king then it's the tattoo. Dragon and butterfly wings. It doesn't match the aura of the world's strongest pack's pure-blood alpha king. Does it? But no one ever asked why is it like that.

The warrior's head gulped before choosing the words to break the silence. His alpha was cleaning his knife. He noticed the presence of the beta male behind him and looked at him through the mirror.

"Alpha, The attackers are from Lunar Nyx. They want our alliance and we rejected it before. The council analyses that might be the reason behind this attack."

The beta said with a frown. He waited for the alpha's words patiently. When the water stopped and the alpha dried his hands with the towel, the pack warrior head moved back to give the King way to walk out. The head alpha wore his shirt and took his coat. As they strolled out of the room, the dark hallways welcomed them. Only the sounds of their heels can be heard as they walking. The head warrior trailed his eyes on the tall figure walking in front of him, head straight, shoulder wide. He can imagine the sly smirk on the king's lips.

"Jokes on them to attack the strongest pack. What were they thinking? This should be a lesson for those who underestimate Crimson Asterin."

The alpha said making the hallways and the beta male shiver. His words were proud and harsh as he takes the pack's name. The walk halted in front of the throne room. The guards standing in front of the door bowed in respect and opened the door for the king.

Alpha was wearing a red and black silk coat, a red shirt tugged inside his leather black pants which hugging his thighs tightly, a silver earring dangling on his ears, the black outfit highlighting his strong hips. His hair and eyes meeting the midnight dark as the sharp gaze giving a vibe of an unbeatable king. His eyebrows pinched together, lips pressing into a thin line completing his stern and powerful look. He is like a red dragon. The King pulled the coat over his shoulder and walked inside with the beta male following behind.

" Your Highness... "

The high-pitched voice greeted him as the alpha entered. He glanced at his advisor who stands next to his minister. The royal council is already there, patiently waiting for him to enter. The alphas and betas bowed to him in respect. There was a thick tension in the room, as the king released pheromones to let everyone know his presence. He walked towards his throne and sat down with a smug smile. The heads in front of him are low and eyes sticking to the ground. He tapped on the armrest of his throne and everyone looked at him.

"Crimson Asterin, it's time to celebrate. It's time to let the world know who we are and what's the consequences of messing with us."

The deep voice making everyone tremble. Their blood rushing cold through their veins and their heart was thumping fast. The aura making them weak and wanted to submit to their king even if he didn't demand it. The head alpha let out a small laugh and shook his head.

"Alpha Park, send invitation to every pack and our alliances. Invite them to the royal dinner by Crimson Asterin. Let them know, the power we hold."

The alpha Park, pack advisor who stood next to the minister and Pack head warrior nodded his head in agreement. His eyes looking hesitantly at the king.

"Yes, alpha. I will do as you say."

He replied. The head alpha nodded and glanced at the minister. The other was smiling softly. His broad shoulders indicating the power of being second in the pack's royal council.

"I don't need any mistakes. Every corner of the pack palace should scream who we're, our strength and standards. Our pack members also should be here. Did you get me? "

The voice was a warning. If they did any mistakes, they will end up like the lifeless wolves buried in the forest. Crimson Asterin is perfection. They accept nothing less than quintessence. The males nodded as the alpha king's orders are clear to them.

"Council dispersed."

The alphas and betas left the place other than the alpha Park, the minister, and the pack warrior head. They stood in front of the head alpha with a smile. Now that everyone left the room, they can be the ones they're. Connected by blood and friendship. The head alpha sat comfortably on his throne, leaving his old stiff and stern posture. He smiled softly. The doe-eyes are delicate yet dour.

"Congratulations, alpha Jeon. Another victory."

Alpha Jeon grinned widely. He loves praises, loves to hear when people call him that, loves when people keep reminding him of his victories and strength. Typical, you say. But he earned it. He deserves it.

"Congratulations to you too, Minister Jin."

He replied with a smile. The head warrior was leaning on the door frame scoffed at them and said.

"You both brothers are weird. Can't even congratulate each other normally. Ugh, come on, alpha Park, we have things to do."

The three others raised an eyebrow at the beta male. He was pale and eyes holding the courage to turn a silver dagger to a stone, lips curling into a soft smile as he glanced at the head alpha and then alpha Park.

"Come on, Yoongi. You love us despite how weird we are. Don't you?"

It was Jin, the beta minister who asked. The room was free from the tension and now filled with their giggles. Yoongi, Min Yoongi ignored the way three pairs of eyes waiting for his answer and scoffed.

"Ah, you love us, and you love Jimin too. Just say it. "

Alpha Jeon broke the silence. His eyes were soft while speaking. Hopping down from the throne he walked towards the others. Yoongi looked at him with an eyebrow raised. They laughed at the hesitance of the beta male to say it out loud. Park Jimin, the advisor, looked at Yoongi with impatient and concerned eyes. If anyone listened to his heartbeat, they can tell it was wilding.

"Yah, don't you have preparations to do? If anything went wrong and not according to your liking, then don't blame us."

Oh, they're back to the mission. Alpha Jeon stiffened and his smile leaving on his lips. Before he could order something, Jin cut him off.

"We have time to do that... Let me take some rest, first."

The next moment he realized the strong glares are on him. He tried to avoid the gaze but he knows he can't do that longer. Next will be the attack of alpha's strong pheromones. He sighed and looked at Jimin. The other was passing him a smug smile. They all have works to complete and are too lazy to do it.

"Go and finish your works. You taking a rest, not in front of my salad. Leave. Now."

The order came as soon as Jin shot a glare. He loves his brother for his hard-working. But not when his brother makes him work hard. Unfortunately, there were none to complain. It was Jin who rejected the king position as he's also beta and not interested in these things. He believes his brother is stronger and perfect to become the ruler of their pack. He's a born emperor. As soon as the younger Jeon became the king, the next thing Jin knew was he's the king's right hand. Oh, how much he wanted to live like a commoner. But just like his brother said, not in front of his salad.

"Yah, how can you change from Jungkookie to alpha Jeon in seconds? I'm your brother, you brat. Behave."

Jin said smacking at the head alpha, Jeon Jungkook's arms. It was like a feather touch to him but the male squealed. He didn't hit back but pushed them out of the throne room. The three males tried to resist him, but nothing happened. As they out of the room, the guards bowed and closed the throne room. The four males walked through the hallways.

"Umm... Congratulations hyungs for the victory..."

Jungkook whispered as their walk halted to go to separate ways. He never does this in front of anyone. This- the posture of the strong and ruthless alpha he earned after years of training, he doesn't want to lose for anything or anyone. He will never forgive himself for being weak in front of anyone. Jeon Jungkook is never trained to be the one who submits to anyone. He will never tone down his supremacy to anyone.

Facts aside, his hyungs are the only ones he got here. They too have a big hand in his victory, their Pack's victory. The hyungs smiled at him and he tried to smile back. Even though he did things like this sometimes in the heat of the moment, but after that, he would feel regret, thinking that he shouldn't let his guard down to anyone. And that's what he was feeling now.

"Congratulations to you too, Jungkookie..."

They said in unison. The three males left for their work as alpha Jungkook walked inside of his king-size bedroom with a smirk. At times like this, he feels confident, proud, and stronger than the sun. He closed the bedroom door and plopped on his bed leaving his red coat on the floor. The room smells like him, his intimidating yet soft rain and pine scent. Closing his eyes, he laid on the cold bed. Jeon Jungkook has everything. If he hasn't, he earns them. He knows ways to get things he desires. And he never fails in that. Maybe that's why the world honors him a lot. Other than being handsome and sexy, his clever brain and tactics are praised in the whole pack world. With a proud smile, Jungkook drifted to a short nap. He has dreams to achieve, miles to go, and obsessions to own.

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Purple hearts for Crimson Asterin?

Here is the character unwrap of the pack Crimson Asterin.

Jeon Jungkook

The king/ head of Crimson Asterin

True blood alpha

The rest you'll see.

Min Yoongi

Head of warriors of Crimson Asterin.

Beta.

Take his name twice, you will be turned on.

Park Jimin

Advisor of alpha of Crimson Asterin

Alpha

Let him talk, until the full stop.

Jeon Seokjin

Minister of Crimson Asterin

Elder brother of Jeon Jungkook.

Beta

Ah, worldwide handsome and much more.

The bio was fun.

So...?

What do you think? Shall we move to the next one? 😉

~YouniverseRin