Chapter 51: HIS LUNA

 

 

Into the Shadows – The Rescue Mission

The night air was thick with tension as the warriors of the pack stood assembled at the forest’s edge. The moon hung high, casting an eerie silver glow over their tense forms. Every wolf was on edge, their senses heightened, their instincts screaming of the battle that lay ahead.

Taehyung stood at the front, his golden eyes glowing with determination. His fingers twitched with anticipation, his body thrumming with the need to act. Jungkook stood beside him, his violet eyes burning with the same resolve. They had no time to waste. Every second Jimin remained captive was a second too long.

Namjoon stepped forward, his deep voice carrying authority. “We strike fast and without hesitation. The rogues have taken Jimin and others deep into their territory. The witches confirmed that their hideout is cloaked in dark magic, but we have something they don’t—a True Blood Alpha and Omega.”

All eyes turned to Taehyung and Jungkook, the only two of their kind. Power radiated from them like a burning sun. Their bond, now strengthened through the ritual, gave them an edge no enemy could predict.

“They won’t see us coming,” Taehyung said, his voice calm but deadly. “Jungkook and I will lead the assault. The rest of you will follow in groups. We take them out one by one, silent and swift. No mistakes.”

Yoongi, his expression dark and unreadable, stepped closer. His voice was rough with barely concealed worry. “I’m not leaving without Jimin.”

“Neither me,” Hoseok affirmed, his usually bright aura replaced with steely determination.

Jungkook placed a hand on Yoongi’s shoulder, offering silent reassurance. “We’ll get him back.”

With a sharp nod, Taehyung gave the command. “Move out.”

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The pack melted into the darkness, their bodies blending seamlessly with the shadows as they moved through the dense forest. Every step was calculated, every breath controlled. The scent of rogues was thick in the air, a disgusting mix of sweat, blood, and decay. It led them straight to the enemy’s den.

Jungkook was the first to spot the entrance—a narrow crevice hidden between two jagged cliffs. A perfect trap, but they had no choice.

“They’re inside,” he whispered, his wolf’s senses picking up the muffled sounds of movement and low growls.

Taehyung nodded, signaling to their warriors to surround the area. “We go in first,” he told Jungkook. “The rest wait for my signal.”

Yoongi clenched his fists. “If anything happens to Jimin—”

“It won’t,” Taehyung cut in, his voice a promise. “Stay close.”

With that, they moved.

The moment Taehyung and Jungkook slipped through the entrance, the stench of dark magic hit them like a wave. The air inside was heavy, suffocating, laced with an unnatural chill. Torches lined the cavern walls, casting flickering shadows that danced like specters.

Then they saw him.

Jimin was bound to a stone pillar, his wrists shackled, his usually bright eyes dull with exhaustion. Bruises marred his delicate skin, and a cruel cut ran across his cheek.

Yoongi made a sound—something between a growl and a whimper—but Taehyung held up a hand, signaling him to stay put.

“We need to be smart,” Jungkook murmured. “They wouldn’t leave him unguarded.”

As if on cue, a sinister laugh echoed through the chamber.

“So, you finally came,” a voice drawled.

From the shadows, a rogue stepped forward. Unlike the mindless ones they had fought before, this one radiated power—a beta, strong and seasoned.

“You must be the True Bloods,” he sneered. “How wonderful. Our master will be pleased.”

Taehyung’s expression darkened. “You won’t live to tell him.”

With a flick of his wrist, he gave the signal.

The battle erupted in an instant. Warriors flooded into the cavern, engaging the rogues in a violent clash of fangs and claws. Jungkook darted forward, his speed unmatched, taking down two enemies before they could react. Taehyung moved like a storm, his attacks swift and lethal.

Yoongi fought his way to Jimin, his heart pounding in his chest. He reached him just as a rogue lunged, but Yoongi was faster—his claws slashed across the enemy’s throat, sending him crumbling to the ground.

“Jimin!” Yoongi’s voice broke as he tore at the chains. “I’ve got you.”

Jimin’s lips trembled. “Yoon…gi…”

“Stay with me, baby,” Yoongi whispered, finally breaking the last shackle. He caught Jimin as he collapsed, holding him close, his own body shaking with relief and rage.

“Time to end this,” Taehyung growled.

The last rogue standing let out a guttural snarl. “You think this is over? You think you’ve won?” His lips curled into a wicked grin. “Our master knows you’re coming. And he’s ready.”

Taehyung’s golden eyes burned. “Then tell him we’re coming for him.”

With one final strike, the rogue fell.

The cavern fell into silence, only the sound of heavy breathing filling the space. They had won this fight, but the real battle had yet to begin.

Jungkook turned to Taehyung. “We need to prepare.”

Taehyung nodded. “This was only the beginning.”

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