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You’re Mine: Chapter 4 - Christopher Reed x Reader

Summary: You’re Chairman Go’s omega granddaughter who knew and dated alpha Christopher Reed as a teenager when you lived in the US, well aware of his yandere tendencies and accepted it. You lost contact but reunited due to various chairmen of different countries agreeing to an experiment to pair high ranking alphas with high ranking omegas in hopes to produce more Hunter based families. Reed came back for you and utilized his rank to make sure you’re his chosen omega for the project. Adventures of alpha yandere!Reed and his omega.

Warning: Unrepentant yandere!Reed. Obsessiveness. Possessiveness. Overprotectiveness. Manipulation. Acceptance of yandere behavior by reader. Sexual situation: oral (m&fem giving/receiving), squirting

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MDNI —--- MINORS DO NOT INTERACT —-- MDNI

You both finished bathing together. For a while, you had sat in the tub in Christopher’s lap, leaning back against his chest, just relaxing. He washed you and himself taking care not to get too intimate with you. The two of you dried off, put on clothes, him in only sweatpants and underwear and you in one of his t-shirts and your underwear, and left the bathroom and entered your room.

The walls were white with a ceiling fan that you could turn on the light to. You had a dark gray dresser for your house clothes and underclothes along with a vanity desk along the wall in one corner. Your computer setup was in the other corner where you’d play games like Lost Ark, League of Legends, and Teamfight Tactics. You weren’t the best at PC games, but you enjoyed it all the same. During your time off when you’re not visiting people, if you weren’t reading or watching dramas or music shows, you’re often found playing games.

Your nest was located in the middle of your room. You didn’t like going into your nest without showering first if you left home, excluding when you go to the main house. You need to do your best to keep it clean. Your nest consisted of your large king sized bed with four pillows on top and two green and blue colored comforters, respectively, folded at the edge of your bed. There were some stuffed animals like your sea otter plushie and your axolotl squish mallow among others. He'd make sure to buy you whatever you wanted for your nest and scent as many things as you wanted. He couldn’t wait for you to make a nest in his mansion. There were various clothes strewn across your nest from trying to find clothes to dress in for your meeting with Christopher.

“Cute.” Christopher held you in his arms, swaying you back and forth, as he examined your room.

“Come into my nest, alpha.” You tugged at his arms, leading him to your nest. You gathered your clothes and set them on your computer chair. You’d deal with it later. Christopher had taken a seat at the edge of your nest, but you rushed back to him and lightly pushed his shoulders to get him to follow you before climbing onto your bed and moving towards the headboard to rest your head on your pillows. Christopher followed suit after you settled down and wrapped you in his arms, your back to his chest, and scented you again as his scent had washed off of you because of the bath.

You turned around after he finished scenting you almost into a scent high. “Do you like my nest?” you questioned him, happily nuzzling into him as much as you could. You were purring non stop because of how happy you were.

“Of course I do, baby. It’s very comfortable, and your arrangement of your things is cute like you are.” He kissed you along your hairline, pecking you repeatedly leading you to giggle. Christopher was thrilled at being in your nest. He couldn’t believe he was in one of them after all these years. The trust you’ve shown him today had him falling more in love with you, which he didn’t think was even possible. Inviting an alpha into an omega’s nest especially when in a courtship showed that the omega was serious in having the alpha as her mate. You both understood that as teenagers, but you were forced to move away before Christopher could claim you as his omega. You knew Christopher was courting you as a teenager, but you were mistaken in thinking he didn’t want you after you moved back to Korea, thinking that the courting was broken when you stopped talking to each other. Now you knew better, and you were determined more than ever to have him as your mate. Trial period be damned. You’d get him to mate you soon, and no one could separate you again.

Christopher rolled over until he was pinning you down onto your bed with you gazing up at him. He quickly captured your lips with his, his tongue licked your lips to ask for entrance. As soon as you opened your lips for him, he shoved his tongue into your mouth, licking into you as much as he could. You closed your eyes and clung onto his shoulders, loving the feeling of his body against yours. He was conscious to keep most of his weight off of you so as not to hurt you, but the feeling of his body against yours lit a fire under you. You pressed your mouth harder against his mouth, sucking on his tongue for a moment, and Christopher let out a deep moan at that. Hearing him moan, you bucked your hips against his with a whimper. He pulled away from you, panting. “Soon, I promise. I’ll claim you soon, I promise,” he kept mumbling those words to you, and you let out a whine at how much you wanted him.

“Alpha, please.” You bared your throat to him in submission. You desperately wanted him to claim you. You’ve gone so long without him, you didn’t want to wait anymore. “Please, I want you,” you whined at him.

He growled at you. “Don’t you dare, omega. I said soon.” You pouted, but he’s grown immune to it. Your lips twisted in displeasure at that. Seeing that, Christopher sighed and pressed down harder against you, burying his head in your neck, and just inhaling your scent. You keened, so he pressed his canines slightly against your skin. So spoiled and yet here he was doing the spoiling. The pressure of his canines wasn’t enough to claim you as a mate, but enough to get you to calm down some. He sucked along your neck leaving hickeys in his wake. The least he could do was mark you up that way. You finally relaxed in his hold.

With your neck all marked up, you’re going to have to use concealer or a turtleneck else your grandfather might have a heart attack. You’re worried he’d actually have one once you mate with Christopher. You know Jinchul was definitely going to freak out. For them, it’ll be too soon to see you mated with a deranged alpha who suddenly showed up out of nowhere to claim you as soon as he could, and that you let him, encouraged him even. They were the ones wanting you to take your time during the trial period, and you felt bad but not bad enough to hold off mating with your alpha. While you wanted your grandfather’s blessing, you were an adult who knew what you wanted, and you wanted your Christopher.

Christopher rolled off you and took you in his arms again, trapping you and tucking your head under his chin. “If you’re good, we can do it tomorrow night after we go out for dinner.” The both of you were getting desperate, so he was willing to mate with you tomorrow after at least one date.

“Really?” you chirped, your scent taking on a sweeter taste causing him to manhandle you so he could move to mouth at your scent gland in your neck for a minute. You moaned, but did your best not to initiate anything wanting to be obedient for your alpha. You’d be so good that he’d definitely want to officially mate you tomorrow night.

He suddenly ripped himself away, eyes wide with blown out pupils, panting. The way you smelled and how you were listening to him riled him up. His control slipped for a moment as his eyes glowed. “Omega,” he called out to you, his alpha having taken over.

In response, your omega surged to the forefront. “Alpha,” your omega purred back. He captured you in another kiss, teeth clashing, and a hand darted to your head and fisted your hair tightly. He kissed you as messily as he could. You cried out, his mouth swallowing your sound, your own pupils taking over your irises at the sensations, eyes glowing. He devoured you, and you submitted. By the time he pulled back, a string of saliva was attached to both your lips, and your omega retreated as did his alpha.

You were laying down, hair spread around you under you, staring up at your alpha, panting. He could smell the arousal coming off of you.

“Fuck!” Christopher slammed a hand down next to your head on the bed, leering down at you. You were so much smaller than him, and he knew he could do anything he wanted to you. “You really try my patience,” he said darkly. His eyes wild. Feral.

“Not that hard when you’re as crazy as you are,” you teased him, still breathing hard, not even phased by Christopher’s reaction.

“And now crazy me is going to show you what happens when you push me. Red to stop. Be grateful, omega,” Christopher sneered at you.

“What? Red to stop? Be grateful?”

He didn’t even bother giving a response. He swiftly moved down your nest and shoved his shirt you were using up your body then yanked your underwear off, situating himself between your thighs. It all happened in seconds.

“Chris, what-?” you couldn’t even finish your sentence before he dove down and sucked harshly on your clit. You gave a loud cry and tried to close your legs only to have his arms hook around your thighs, gripping them to forcefully keep your legs spread wide open. The next thing you know he was shoving his tongue deep in your pussy, and you let out a cross between a moan and a shriek. He licked and sucked, alternating between your pussy and clit, like a man starved, as if drinking your slick was the only thing that could save him from dying of thirst. Fuck, you tasted so good. He was addicted then, and he sure as hell was addicted now. And you were all his. Only his. His omega like he's dreamed of for years.

It was sexy and messy, and you loved it. Your legs trembled at the pleasure, and you leaned up to entangle your fingers in his tousled brown hair and tugged. He moaned into your pussy making you give your own loud moan at the vibration. You kept bucking your hips, riding his face, the pleasure becoming near unbearable. His own hips bucking as his cock hardened in his sweatpants needing relief. The sounds you were making had him going wild. He moved back to sucking your clit and took a hand off your thigh to shove two of his thick, long fingers into your pussy, thrusting them harshly in and out. He groaned at how tight you felt around his fingers. You moaned at the intrusion, uncomfortable, but quickly turning into pleasure, beginning to feel hot pressure building in you because of his fingers and mouth. Fucking hell. You gripped his hair tighter, eyes closed trying to make the pleasure last. “Wanna cum, alpha. Please let me cum,” you kept whimpering over and over. In response, he growled and yanked his fingers out to replace it once more with his mouth and used his fingers to rub at your clit as he thrusted his tongue in and out of you, sometimes licking you along your slit to your clit and back again then thrusting his tongue back into your pussy. You sobbed at how much pleasure you were experiencing, some tears coming out from your eyes, only to release your hold on his hair to arch your back, throwing your head back, mouth agape. Before you knew it, you let out another loud cry and squirted out slick, drenching his face as he groaned, drinking as much as he could manage, some dripping down onto your sheets. You panted and whined due to overstimulation as he kept licking you until he was satisfied that he drank as much of your slick that your body willingly gave him.

Christopher then moved away quickly only to take off his sweatpants and underwear, letting you see his thick cock. He twisted his body to lean against your bed’s headboard but not before he cupped your pussy to get the last of your leaking slick on his hand after wiping off some slick from his face, then wrapped his hand around his cock, fisting it, and started moving his hand using your slick as his lube. You ogled at him, eyes wide as you watched him fist his cock with his hand and your slick. You crawled forward and pawed at his chest, nudging at his chin with the top of your head, pulling back, and doing it over again, silently trying to ask permission to touch him. You knew begging him verbally wouldn’t do a thing. You needed to show him how much you wanted it.

Christopher watched you intently, eyes glowing, for the next minute as he continued to slowly fist his cock. Then his other hand darted to your head to fist into your hair, and he slowly guided you to his cock. You didn’t hesitate to open your mouth to take him in. He only allowed you to suck at the head at first as he fisted himself faster, your drool dripping down his aching, hard cock and his hand. “Good girl. Take what I give you,” he snarled at you. Within the next minute, he took his hand away from his cock, tightened his hand in your hair and pressed down before letting you have some control. You happily slid down further to deep throat him as much as you could, before pulling back licking and sucking the tip of his cock and your hand fisting the rest as your other hand’s nails dug into his thigh. As pleasure and pain mixed, he groaned, eyes closing, and he threw back his head before shooting his seed down your throat, giving a small roar of pleasure. You pulled back and swallowed his cum before Christopher grabbed you, hauling you up to him, and kissed you, tasting yourselves on each other’s lips. As you broke apart, he leaned his forehead against yours, and he moved your bodies to rest against each other, limbs entangled, breath mingling together.

He eventually got up to wash himself in the bathroom after untangling himself from you. He wiped himself down and wet a towel and grabbed another clean towel. Christopher came back into your nest and helped wipe you down with the wet towel and used the other one to wipe down where some of your slick was on your sheets after he patted you down, so you were no longer wet from the wet towel. He’ll change the sheets tomorrow morning. He then put the towels away in the hamper before coming back to you. Both of you dressed back into your pajamas and curled up together in your nest with your blue comforter over the both of you. He pressed himself against you, head resting against your pillow, and trapped you in his arms. You cuddled into his chest feeling sated. You purred your satisfaction causing him to chuff.

“Are you going to behave now, omega?” He nuzzled you, rubbing his cheek against the top of your head.

“Yes, alpha,” you chirped before resuming your purring.

“Go to sleep. It’s late,” he told you, “we’re eating breakfast with your grandfather tomorrow.” He didn’t want to, but you already promised, so he’d go. The mundane things he’d do for you even if he hated other people.

As if on cue at that reminder, you yawned. “Okay. Love you, Chris.” You easily fell asleep several minutes later, tired after the day you had, but not before hearing his next words, a smile spreading on your lips before you drifted off.

“I love you too, (y/n).” He curled around you even more so now he was touching as much as he could of you without making both of you uncomfortable, rumbling. Christopher was soothed by being in your nest and being able to hold you. This was what he wanted every night. He would kill so he could keep having you this way every night. He kept rumbling until he, too, finally fell asleep.

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Halfway through the night, you woke up with a scream in your throat. You clawed at your chest trying to soothe yourself as you finally let out a strangled scream followed by violent sobbing, your scent turning acrid. Christopher immediately snapped awake. “Omega? (y/n)?” he called out your name. Your head snapped towards your alpha as you recognized his voice, still sobbing, and threw yourself into his arms. He embraced you and held you as close as could be possible. “I’m here, I’m here…” He kept repeating, as he gently rocked you back and forth.

“Alpha,” you cried out. “Alpha, please help. Please help me. Help. Please help.” You couldn’t stop seeing Beru kill Min. While you had gotten to know the shadow ant for a while, you could still remember him killing one of your closest friends, and who was going to kill all of you before he was stopped. You remembered Eunseok as he died, killed by an ant that you nor Min or even Baek could save him from. You remembered your parents dying to High Orcs and Nagas, them screaming for you to run and get away as your parents, newly awakened, tried to fight off the monsters who wanted to rip you all apart. It was Christopher who found you quickly and defended you from jackals about to tear you apart. “Don’t die, alpha. You can’t die,” you whimpered in-between your violent sobbing; starting to hyperventilate at the thought of Christopher dying and choking on your sobs.

“Alpha is alive, omega. I’ll protect you just like I did when we were young. I’ll keep protecting you now. Alpha is here to help you.” Christopher gently guided you to rest your head against his neck and released his scent, pumping a lot of it out, hoping it’ll help you calm down. “Breathe with me. 1 deep breath, exhale. 2 deep breaths, exhale.” For a moment, he tried to get you to breathe and inhale his scent so you’d feel surrounded by him. You slowly stopped hyperventilating but the sobs continued. He needed to break you out of your flashbacks. Christopher had an epiphany and remembered that asking someone to describe their senses has the chance to drag them back into the present rather than staying in the flashbacks.

“What do you see, omega? Can you tell alpha what you see?”

“I see alpha. I see my nest.” You hiccuped trying to answer him. Your eyes were glazed over, but your sobbing was lessening. “I’m in my nest.”

“Good girl. You're doing good. What do you feel?”

“I feel alpha holding me.”

Just a little bit more. “That’s right, sweet girl.” He started humming and asked, “What did you just hear?”

“I heard alpha humming.” You finally started to relax as you became more aware of where you are and who was there with you. You weren’t back at Jeju Island nor in America where your parents died to protect you. You were in your alpha’s arm snuggled up with him. You licked at his neck scent gland.

“And what did you just taste, omega?”

“I tasted alpha’s scent gland so I can smell more of alpha’s sandalwood even if I can’t smell well right now.” He finally felt you melt against him, your sobs dying off.

“I’m sorry that I woke you up.” You rested against your alpha, eyes closing as your hands lay over his chest. You could feel his heart beating, telling you Christopher was alive right next to you. If your alpha died, you’d go with him. You couldn’t bear to lose more loved ones. It’s not fair that so many of them have died because of these monsters.

“Don’t be sorry.” Christopher’s embrace crushed you to him. You welcomed it. You needed it. It meant being with Christopher was real. That he was here with you and not back in America out of your reach. The only person in the whole world that you trusted to keep you safe without question. The one who saved you from dying from monsters at the beginning of the gates and one of the few who lived to tell the tale. He crooned to you over and over, “Alpha is here. Alpha will take care of you.” You fell asleep to his comforting hug and words. Christopher vowed that he’d do his best not to die. You needed him with you, and he couldn’t leave you behind in this world with you being so vulnerable. He had to live so you would live. With that thought in mind, he did his best to drift off to sleep. Tomorrow would be a tiring day, he just knew it, but hopefully at the end of the night it’d go well, and you won’t have any nightmares.

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Morning came soon enough. Your daily alarm went off, waking the both of you up. Luckily, you often woke up early to spend the morning relaxing before eating breakfast with your grandfather, so you had more than enough time to get ready. Christopher changed the bedsheets for you with your extra ones while you tidied up your living room. You’d need to wash laundry sometime soon. Both of you took another bath together again to relax, needing it because of last night, before you worked on getting ready to eat breakfast with your grandfather. You were feeling much better after sleeping the rest of the night dreamless and the nice bath you took with Christopher.

You scanned your neck in the mirror looking disgruntled after you and he dressed in your respective underclothes. You didn’t realize how much Christopher marked up your neck. Christopher was drying off your hair with a towel as you took a good look at your neck for the first time that morning. He tossed the towel in the hamper and leaned forward so your back was flush against his chest, arms wrapped around your waist, a smug smile tugging at his lips. Your neck was marked all over with hickeys like he made it his mission to mark you with them as much as he could. “Seriously?” This guy…

“I think it looks good.” Christopher snickered. You smacked his arm but only succeeded in making him guffaw. It always felt like a baby slap to him when you’d do it. He then stopped and kissed the side of your head as he watched you pout. Not an apology but wanting to give you some comfort.

“Aish. Do I wear a turtleneck or makeup?” You moved your head side to side, looking at the sides of your neck, and the many hickies you now have decorating said neck.

“Turtleneck would be easier to cover it up, but he’ll probably know you’re hiding something. The makeup has a chance to smudge, and then he’ll just see it,” he offered his opinion. You were probably screwed either way.

“Well, I should have some nice sleeveless turtlenecks somewhere in my closet.” You patted his arm once and he let you go. You wandered over to your closet and looked at your nice clothes. All your play and home clothes were in your dresser, but your nicer clothes were hung up along with your healing uniform back when you would go on raids rather than meeting hunters after they completed the gate. You eventually found a red sleeveless turtleneck and quickly put it on paired with a pair of black short jeans.

“You look great, pretty girl.” Christopher grabbed your waist and brought you close to him. He hummed in his low tone making you sigh with content as he swayed the two of you back and forth. With your arms around his neck, you rested your head on his chest with your eyes closed drinking in his sandalwood scent, and let him lead you in a dance.

“I always did like dancing with you at home.” You sighed again happily. Christopher said nothing but he squeezed your waist tighter for a second showing he was listening.

Eventually, he stopped humming and just held you in his arms not moving. You looked up at him with a smile, and then he leaned down to give you a chaste kiss. “Brush your hair while I change clothes. I’ll put it up for you after.”

He didn’t need to tell you twice. You got your brush from your vanity and did your best to get rid of the tangles in your hair. Thankfully, you finished brushing your hair before Christopher appeared behind you with a hair band in his hand wearing a tan long sleeve shirt and matching pants. You just handed him the brush, and he put your hair up in a high ponytail. “Thank you,” you chirped at him. You turned around and gave him a quick kiss against his jaw before he leaned down so you could give him another kiss to his lips.

He smiled and grasped your jaw lightly, yet you could feel the possessiveness and assertiveness suddenly radiating from him. “Behave today, omega, and you’ll get what you want.” You nodded after he released you and gripped the sleeve of his long sleeve, feeling joyful at the thought of mating with him.

The two of you left taking with you your essentials like your purse, phones, keys, and wallets just in case you ended up going out. You have a car, but don’t use it all too often, mostly to visit friends, which happens once or twice a week; although, in recent weeks you haven’t been going out at all besides to work. Most days, you get a ride from your grandfather or Jinchul as you tend to go to work with one or the other depending on circumstances.

You opened the back door of the main house and entered with Christopher following, closing the door behind the two of you. Your grandfather was already sitting at the dining table reading the newspaper with a western breakfast laid on the table - pancakes, eggs, and sausage, though there was also rice. “Good morning, grandpa.” You went to his side and gave him a kiss on the cheek.

“Good morning, my dear.” Gunhee put down the newspaper and smiled at you, but his smile faltered for a second when he took a good look at you, seeing you wearing a turtleneck. That wasn’t normal. What were you hiding? It had certainly better not be a mating mark. “Did you sleep well?” His eyes turned to stare down at Reed who greeted him politely. You saw your family’s butler, a beta named Jaejoong, off to the side and waved to him too. He bowed to you before he excused himself to do the gardening.

“Good morning, Mr. Go. We slept well. Thanks for asking,” Reed replied, returning to his cordial self. The two of you took the seats next to each other with your seat nearer to your grandfather while he sat at the head of the table.

“I asked Jaejoong to make a western breakfast since I wasn’t sure you’d be accustomed to Korean food,” said Gunhee, a strained smile on his lips. You noticed he kept scanning you then glaring at Christopher moments later and rinse and repeat. You held back a wince. Looks like Christopher was right and your grandfather did suspect something. Yeah, you were screwed. Oh boy. You looked at Christopher catching the fake smile that was borderline a smirk at the looks your grandfather kept sending him, and you could feel a headache coming on. You knew he was about to pull some shit that was going to bother your grandfather. And just like that, suddenly you felt a hand on your thigh, Christopher making it into a show, and you almost banged your head on the table at the obvious challenge he was sending your grandfather who looked annoyed. He told you to behave only to misbehave himself, blatantly putting his hand on your thigh.

You put your hand over his and dug your nails in. He didn’t even flinch but merely turned to smile at you causing you to send him a look of disbelief. His smile got wider, a manic tinge to it, and you had to stop yourself from making a strangled noise. You forgot how petty he could be just because someone who he couldn’t just walk away from was annoying him. “Let’s eat. Shall we?” Your grandfather cut in. He definitely was unhappy right now. Christopher gave your thigh another squeeze before the three of you started eating.

You quietly ate your meal wanting to hide. You had hoped for the best, but clearly you knew this was going badly already. It was silent except for the clicking of utensils against the plates. Your gaze darted from your grandfather to Christopher and back again. Gunhee looked tense like he didn’t know whether to say something or not. He honestly looked ready to throttle Christopher. Your alpha, on the other hand, broke into a self-satisfied smile that was almost all teeth. You wanted to disappear.

“So do you have any plans today?” Your grandfather turned towards you as he decided he’d ignore Reed. Focusing on him any longer will lead to Gunhee starting something and upsetting you. He knew you were already feeling anxious by the smell of your scent, so he decided to cut you some slack. You were happy with Reed, but it was hard to accept him, yet he wouldn’t start something so as to not ruin your happiness.

You gave him a thankful smile, understanding that your grandfather was trying for you, getting a weak smile in return. “We’re planning to go out for dinner but nothing in particular during the day,” you answered.

“We could just stay home until then,” Christopher offered, “I don’t mind just staying in if you want since we’re going out later.” He just wanted to stay with you in your nest before your date. Last night was still on his mind, and he was worried about you.

“Actually, why don’t you take him to the White Tiger’s headquarters to see Baek? There should be no raids he’ll be participating in today. He asked about you yesterday. He also mentioned his mate would like to see you before you leave for America.” Your grandfather suggested. Gunhee trusted you to tell him the truth when you did mate, but he hoped you’d wait for a while to get to know Reed again before you do something you’d later regret. It was just so hard knowing he's losing you to such an unhinged alpha. “Just don’t cause trouble with Baek’s guild.” He reminded the both of you of what he asked when you first saw Christopher again. You turned to stare at Christopher at that statement, which he only raised an eyebrow back.

“Hmmm…well, both options sound good. I should go see Miseon-unnie and Jiyeon-unnie too before I leave.” You thought of Baek’s mate and Min’s widowed mate. Jiyeon has been refusing to move on even though her mating bond was broken now that Min has passed. At least half of those who lose their mates never take another due to how deeply they loved their mate when they were still alive as is the case with Jiyeon. You remember how much in love those two had been together. You really do miss Min; your sunbae was one of the best omega friends you’ve ever had.

Part of you resented Sung for only interfering in the Jeju raid when Cha got severely injured and not any earlier when you were all already in trouble. He could’ve even gone with you all from the beginning like you had asked him to. You tried to not let it get to you back when you were still trying to court him, but now with him having essentially screwed you over, regardless of how happy you were that you ended up with Christopher, the resentment came back full force added by the humiliation you suffered. You lost one of your greatest friends that day, and it’s hard to lose friends for you as it always reminds you of losing your family due to a dungeon break in America. It didn’t help that Jeju island was a dungeon break gone very, very wrong. “Chris, maybe we should go see Yoonho-sunbae. It’s been a while since we talked, and you can see one of our top S-Rank hunters. Maybe we can even see Hunter Choi. He’s the Korean alpha representative chosen for the experiment. Before we leave, we should meet with my omega friends too.”

Christopher grimaced in displeasure secretly making your grandfather pleased, both feeling petty towards one another. “If that’s what you want then okay.” He clicked his tongue but said nothing else on the subject. If that’s what you wanted, then you’d get it. He hated alphas and omegas, finding them a threat to both you and him, but for you, he’d sort of try. These people supported you when he couldn’t, so maybe he’ll give them a chance as long as they acknowledged that he was your alpha, which he would officially be after tonight even if you already mentally claimed each other. It’s not like he ever planned to go through a trial period and wait to mate you. Why would he when he could have you as soon as both of you were prepared to become each other’s mate? But if any alphas started sniffing around you, he would attack them. God forbid anyone actually tried to harm you because then he’d kill them. Luckily, most alphas scattered when faced with Christopher even before he became a national hunter. “I’m scenting you before we leave,” he grumbled lowly to you. At least then he’d feel more comfortable being surrounded by them than if you weren’t smelling like him.

You rubbed his arm. “Thank you, alpha,” you chirped. Christopher softened at you using his alpha title. He’d never get tired of you acknowledging him as your alpha. “I promise you can scent me after breakfast and before we go.” That cheered him up, but then it was your grandfather’s turn to grimace before he smoothed over his expression. You deadpanned having seen it. These petty alpha dick swinging contests are annoying, you thought to your omega. She agreed, and you could just imagine her shaking her head making tsk noises.

Your grandfather checked the time and sighed. “Time to go to work for me.” Both of you stood up at the same time. You hugged your grandfather and gave him another kiss on the cheek. “Take care of yourself, grandpa! Or I’ll tell Jinchul to take matters into his own hands to make sure you are,” you told him.

Gunhee laughed and hugged you back. “Be good while I’m gone. Also leave the dishes. Jaejoong will take care of it.” Gunhee was reluctant to leave you two alone. He really hoped you weren’t doing anything because you’re being pressured into it by Reed. Gunhee just couldn’t find it in himself to trust him.

“I’m 26, grandpa. I’ll be fine.” You narrowed your eyes at him, cheeks puffed out. That image probably didn’t help. You admit you were a bit childish, especially as it can be a coping mechanism for you, but you also knew how to be an adult, somewhat anyway. But you’d argue that most people didn’t know how to be mature adults even if they were of age, so there was that. Actually, you know what, you might as well be a bit childish. You blamed Christopher and Jinchul. They babied you too much, and you got used to it. And you weren’t going back from it. They better keep babying you. Makes life a whole lot easier for you. You’re surrounded by mostly great alphas here in Korea. Too bad Sung and Cha were terrible alphas to you. Back in America, Christopher had you mostly surrounded by betas unless they were part of your school’s baseball team that had been essentially ruled by Christopher, Jordan, and then Sean later.

“You’ll always be my dear granddaughter to me. So be good,” Gunhee told you, “and stay out of trouble.”

“Hmph. It's not my fault that trouble finds me.” You pouted. It was true though. Sometimes you were just in the wrong place at the wrong time like when there was a dungeon break when you were buying lunch at a restaurant on your lunch break. You were upset not only because some people were injured, though you healed them right up so you didn’t worry about them and got them to safety, but also because the restaurant that sold your favorite tteokbokki had to be shut down for a while. Luckily, you tended to escape the troublesome situations mostly unscathed in the end because someone you knew came to the rescue. That time it was Eunseok, Baek and Min since they were in the area at the time eating lunch themselves. Often, it was either Jinchul or Eunseok, Baek, and Min, before the two of them died, getting you out of trouble although Choi has helped you out a few times too. You knew you were going to give Jinchul early gray hairs at this point, maybe even sending him to an early grave. Your poor best friend was always going crazy with worry whenever you got into dumb situations by accident. He really was like a mom and a dad at the same time making you laugh, and you appreciated him all the more for it.

“Sure, my dear.” Gunhee was amused. He knew the trouble you often got into and how much stress your friends endure due to it. He's just relieved that you tended to come out mostly alright in the end. Nothing that your healing can’t heal anyway. “Alright. I’ll head out now. Love you, my dear.”

“Love you too, grandpa,” you chirped, waving goodbye to him. He left, and it was just you and Christopher who didn’t even bother saying goodbye to your grandfather, not that Gunhee cared. You whirled around to face Christopher with a huff. “You tell me to behave and then you do that!” You flail your arms dramatically and the utter gall of your alpha to only laugh at you in response. “Seriously, Chris!” you whined.

“I’m not sorry,” said Christopher. Your jaw dropped at his shamelessness. You sputtered for a moment.

“I know you have your issues but could you at least try to get along with my grandfather?”

“He hasn’t liked me since the beginning anyway. He knows there’s something off about me when, you know, I threatened everyone in that online conference.” He shrugged, not particularly bothered that your grandfather didn’t like him. That won’t stop him from having you, so he didn’t care, but just in case, he asked, “Will you not mate with me because we don’t get along?”

“Shut up. You know I’ll mate with you regardless of anything.” You rolled your eyes. He’s really made it a thing where the only one he cared about was you and damn the rest. Well, you suppose he wouldn’t be the same unhinged alpha you knew if he was any different. It definitely helped you last night.

“Watch it, omega,” he said, but he couldn’t help but chuff at your confirmation that you’d mate with him regardless of anything. That was a relief to him. He really did not care about much as long as there were no threats to you or your relationship with him. Because if there were, if he can’t just ruin their lives in some way to get them to back off, well, then, he’d have to solve the problem the old fashioned way: killing whoever he needed to. He smiled maliciously at the thought, his alpha growling in agreement. Unless they harmed you, then all bets were off. He would just kill them.

You sighed, your headache getting worse at the wicked smile that just crossed his lips. “Let’s just go back into my nest. We’ll head out after lunch. I just want to lie back down for a while. I have a headache.”

Christopher easily swooped you into his arms in a princess carry. You wrapped your arms around him, closing your eyes, leaning against him. You left your essentials on the table since you’d need to go through the main house to leave anyway. Your grandfather wanted it as a security measure so hopefully he’d take care of the intruders if that ever happened before they reached you. You were the apple of his eye and the last of his family, making him overprotective. Luckily, you knew how to deal with overprotectiveness. Thanks, Christopher. “Let’s go back to your nest then. You promised to let me scent you,” he said.

The two of you spent time until lunchtime in your nest getting to know each other all over again with him holding you the entire time, scenting you enough to send you into a scent high for an hour. With you being completely relaxed due to the scent high, he began telling you about what he’d been up to. He told you that he ended up graduating with his economics degree, and the college adventures he went on after you left. Mostly getting dragged around by Jordan to go on raids with some of their classmates, most of them his old teammates, but he stopped talking to the vast majority of them. You were surprised he still talked to Jordy, even telling you that Jordy mated with another beta; although, he forgot her name, making you slap his arm. Like at least remember the name of your long term friend’s mate. Christopher just shrugged. Then he told you that Sean ended up mating with the beta girl you were friends with in high school making you puff out your chest, feeling proud since you were the one to hook them up junior year of high school. He barely remembered her name as Julia, but you guessed it was better than not remembering. Even you had remembered Julia’s name much more easily than him, and you hadn’t seen her in years. At least he remembered his old baseball teammates and apparently still talked to some, which you noticed was only the betas. So now you know what he meant by meeting a few people if he didn’t lock himself in his mansion. He also told you that he liked seafood and spicy foods and the various other hobbies he’s gotten into whenever he had time when he wasn’t raiding.

You then told him your favorite foods like pickled radishes, marinated brisket, pork jowl and pork belly. You enjoy going to Korean barbecues, especially to eat pork jowl. He made a mental note to ask your chief inspector friend about places to go for that. You told him how you spent most of the time working when you moved back after graduating high school in Korea. You didn’t have the chance to go to college as you immediately started helping your grandfather as soon as you could. You told him how you used to raid as a healer, but eventually started to go to gates and wait for hunters to come out and heal them there. You then told him why your grandfather told you to stay out of trouble and how you were often saved by your alpha friends, making Christopher growl at the thought of you being in danger.

You explained that you went and became semi-retired after the fourth completed Jeju Island raid where you suffered PTSD from losing so many of your fellow hunters as you had also participated in the failed third Jeju Island raid. You kept being reminded of your family dying, and all of that culminated into PTSD so you stayed out of raids now and only helped hunters after the raid’s completion because you had froze in the last raid you went on after Jeju. That’s why you freaked out last night. You told him how you’d wake up screaming thinking you or your loved ones died.

Christopher reminded you that you should just fully retire and stay within the comforts of his mansion so you could be away from things that reminded you of hunting that might prompt a breakdown to work on your mental health. If you wanted to go out, he could take you wherever just like it used to be in high school or have Jordan or Sean take you wherever you needed to go. Where one went, the other wasn’t far behind, or you got babysat. That was the motto you two often followed to make sure you’d stay safe. Hell, he used to pick you up from high school and just drive to his college, and you sat in his class with his professors’ permission doing your homework while Christopher focused on his class. He’d then drive the both of you home after, which was always his last class of the day. You went quiet at his reminder of what he asked you the day before, and Christopher just squeezed you to him and rumbled to comfort you. He would take care of you and help you through your PTSD and whatever else you needed him for. Truly, you needing him so much was what he lived for. He’d be the best alpha for you, the superior one. He didn’t need to be the strongest or the smartest; he just needed to be a pillar of foundation for you to rely on and be the best alpha for you.

Before you know it, it was lunch time. Jaejoong came by with lunch and you both ate. It was lean roasted pork loins and rice. Jaejoong’s cooking was no joke; you enjoyed it every time. You drank your melon milk while Christopher drank lemon water. After you both finished eating, Christopher scented you one more time until he was satisfied that you smelt strongly of him. Then the two of you headed out with Christopher making sure you took all the essentials you needed. You put in the address of the White Tiger’s headquarters on your phone’s GPS when you were buckled up in your car, and you two were off with Christopher driving.

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