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“I’ve heard rumors of something peculiar living in their forest.”
“More peculiar than a god?”
The look Seungmin gives him is deeply serious. “Your Highness, I mean there have been sightings of the wolf gods having a human companion.”
Jisung cracks a smile. “You mean to tell me there’s someone playing wolf in the forest? Is it an alpha?”
“That’s the thing,” the beta says apprehensively. “Rumor has it that their human companion is an omega— and a feral one, at that.”
Brokering peace came natural to Jisung— an anomaly like Minho didn’t. A Princess Mononoke re-telling.
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"Han Jisung."
Jisung sneers at him. "What do you want?"
The man ignores the snark in his words. "I am Lee Minho. I have been assigned to oversee your case until sentencing."
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Jisung is a witch taken prisoner by the kingdom, waiting out the days until his execution with his rage to keep him company. The officer assigned to oversee his case was meant to help condemn him, but the deeper Minho digs, the harder it becomes to ignore the truth.
Hemlock: witchcraft, condemnation, judgment
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Minho stood frozen in the middle of the walk in closet.
Five small white sticks lay scattered at his feet like fallen dominoes. All of them showing the same thing - two pink, unmistakable lines.
Positive.
Positive.
Positive.
Positive.
Positive.Two things were clear, one, Jisung didn't have a stomach bug, two, Jisung had lied to him.
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Minho has a sever case of breeding kink. But turns out the contraceptive pills aren't effective as either of them had thought.
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08 May 2026
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“What?” Jeongin prompts, leaning with his palm against the bar counter. “I said Minho hyung’s name, and your face got all red. Do you guys know each other?” he asks, and then— “I got a sense that was the case earlier in the firehouse. He’s not usually so relaxed around new people.”
But Jisung’s mind is stuck on one thing. “My face got all red?” he asks, subconsciously bringing a hand up to his cheek to feel the warmth of his own skin. He does feel a little hot under the collar all of a sudden, but in that moment, he chooses to blame it all on alcohol. Even though all he’s had is maybe three sips of beer.
“It did.” Jeongin grins. “So, what’s the story?”
(For a firefighter with years of experience under his belt, Jisung should probably know just how easy it is to rekindle old flames. Alas.)
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