Chapter 278: Jisung’s story 03: Stop thinking.

Jisung’s POV

Brown eyes, slim build, pink lips shaped into a small o in curiosity.

Who the hell was that?

"A strong defense that will be familiar with hand to hand combat, and of course, fire arms"

I nod along to the things my assistant says.

The man is giving me an update on the new recruits, how each of them are working hard to be part of the team, and how most of them are from different clans.

Going into rut and handling it without help made me miss too much, it’s irritating, but it is what I have chosen.

"This one..." he slides a document with a picture stapled on it to me. 𝚏𝗿𝗲𝐞𝚠𝕖𝐛𝗻𝗼𝐯𝕖𝚕.𝚌𝗼𝗺

I pause as I look at the image.

It’s a young man, he has brown hair that falls down his face in soft brown waves, and almond shaped eyes that look almost innocent.

Attractive but innocent...like the kind you want to corrupt and ruin.

’Damn it’ I say to myself.

It must have been too long since I had someone in my bed, I better fix it before this...thought gets out of hand.

He’s the same person I saw last night, the one that had been looking at me with open mouth and curious eyes.

His lips are pink and curved in a soft smile, he looks like what Yeon used to look like, if I didn’t know better, I would have sworn that they are relatives...and that’s exactly why my brain is picturing him like that.

Should I call Seunghan over tonight? He takes me better than most men...and he keeps it between us, quiet, face pressed into the sheets and when he leaves, no one knows I like men better.

"His name is Jeon Seohwa, he’s from one of the quiet clan" my assistant says, oblivious to how I’m struggling with focusing.

"He is exceptional at martial arts, but doesn’t look like it" he says and taps on the image.

The man’s smile makes him look soft, simple, and like...cute?

And just like Yeon, they look nothing like what can do, hence disarming and attracting predators to themselves.

"How did he get into our clan?" I ask carefully, always on guard for my clan.

"He applied when we sent news to his clan about needing fighters" my assistant says and I nod, still looking at the young man.

He looks like he will be stubborn as well as obedient.

"Who else should I take note of?" I ask and push the document away from myself, I don’t want to keep looking at his face.

"This person, he’s from the..."

He starts to talk about someone else and I lose focus, subconsciously reading the details of Seohwa’s documents.

Zodiac: Pisces.

MBTI: ESFJ.

What the hell is MBTI nowadays and why the hell is it needed in my team?

Age: 27

He’s young, too young for me to think thoughts like these.

Secondary gender: beta.

Beta, which means he should be able to focus more on the duties he’s called to, nothing more, nothing less.

I prefer beta on my team, that way we can have less biological issues, no rut and no heat.

"...from this place to the...sir, are you with me?" my assistant asks and I get up, pulling down my jacket to soothe the crease in it.

"I’d like to see them myself, all of them" I say and he bows, "they are already training, I’ll inform them in advance of your coming" he says and leaves.

Jaehyun is expecting a child soon, so we must double our efforts, taking care of his pup, the future Hwang Lord, is a new top priority on my list.

Seohwa’s POV

The man I saw last night is watching flatly as each of us go one by one to show what we can do.

For some reason, I can’t take my eyes off him, while he doesn’t even glance at me once.

He gives instructions and corrections as each person displays their skills.

"Seohwa, you’re next" our general trainer says and I go to the middle of the room, getting myself ready for the combat.

Within minutes I have my opponent groaning on the floor, and I straighten, hoping the right-hand man will say something to me...but he doesn’t.

"You lack stamina, letting a beta throw you to the floor like that" he says in that voice and I stand straighter, keeping my head bowed.

He’s not addressing me, but the weight in his voice, the posture of his body.

I want him to talk to me, to look at me...scold me even, anything...

"Work on yourself, next set" he says coldly and my opponent and I bow before leaving.

The alpha watches the next set blankly, his eyes are focused, body positioned with deliberate alertness.

He follows every act and move, but nothing is hidden from me...I can see the fatigue hiding under his commanding aura.

The door opens and Luna Yeon comes in.

The man doesn’t address anyone, he just stands at the door, like he only came to see how we are doing before leaving again.

And my eyes find the alpha again, his eyes are on the door frame where the omega man was, and I see the way his jaws clench.

I don’t know if it’s a mistake, if I imagined it or not, but his eyes flicker to me.

It’s brief, it’s sudden. It’s on me one second, and the next it’s gone...like he never looked my way.

"That will be all for today, dismissed" our trainer says loudly and the room is filled with the loud groans of tiredness.

"Seohwa, let’s go" Keeho says to me tiredly, but I don’t move at first, I just keep on looking at the man.

He stays talking with one of the guards.

"Seriously Seohwa, I told you, he likes women better, let’s go" Keeho says and pulls me.

"Wait..." I try to speak but my friend doesn’t give me the chance.

"Let’s go to the nearby club tonight, we have a break tomorrow" Keeho says and I let him drag me away.

Maybe I need to lay in someone’s bed to get these thoughts out of my head...