ValMOA_NED
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He yawned, rolled over, and buried his face in the pillow with a content sigh—
Then, he froze.
This wasn’t his bed.
The pillow under his cheek was satin, not silk. His shelf of carefully arranged figurines wasn’t in sight. The air smelled faintly of sex and grapefruit, not his usual jasmine diffuser. And most damning of all, there were arms—strong, firm, familiar—wrapped snugly around his waist.
Taking inventory of the evidence, dread pooled low in his stomach. His sleep-addled brain working slowly but steadily to process the implications of what had been done.
Please, this is a bad, bad dream. A nightmare. Please. This can’t be real. God, please.
But when he felt the unmistakable brush of Hongjoong’s hair tickle his nape, lips pressed against the knob of his spine, he already knew what had went down.
Oh no…
What have I done!?
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Seonghwa turned on his barstool, letting his gaze sweep over the room. The music, the lights, the uninhibited joy that radiated from every corner—it was intoxicating in a way that no drink could ever match. A group of people nearby caught his eye, their laughter rising above the din as they clinked their glasses together. One of them, an omega with dark curls and a mischievous grin, noticed Seonghwa looking and raised his glass in a friendly salute.
Seonghwa hesitated. Then, slowly, he offered a small smile in return. The omega’s grin widened, and he beckoned Seonghwa over with an inviting wave.
For a moment, Seonghwa stood frozen, the nervousness in his stomach threatening to anchor him in place. But then he slid off his stool, each step towards the group feeling like freedom kissing his lips for the first time. The laughter grew louder, the warmth of their camaraderie pulling him in like a moth to flame.
Tonight, he was just Seonghwa. And for the first time in his life, he felt like he could breathe. He felt free.
And he intended to savor every single moment.
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27 Jul 2026
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“Where is your Luna, Hongjoong?” The king inquired, his voice carrying across the hall.
Seonghwa, who had been watching with curiosity, felt a flicker of intrigue at the question. Yes, it was necessary for Alphas to arrive with their Lunas, especially to events such as this.
The Alpha did not hesitate as he replied.
“That’s what I’m here for.”
Seonghwa blinked, his thoughts suddenly thrown into disarray. Here for what?
The Dragon king seemed equally intrigued. “Oh? Are you participating in the Mating Flight as well?”
“Yes.”
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27 Jul 2026
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When the shirt fell open, Hongjoong let his hands wander, palms gliding over the newly exposed skin. His touch was slow, tracing the subtle curve of Seonghwa’s waist before sliding towards his stomach. The warmth beneath his fingertips sent a rush of satisfaction through him, but as he pushed his hand upward, something unexpected met his touch—something unmistakably soft, bare, and warm.
Hongjoong froze for a moment. His breath hitched, and with a sudden need to confirm what his fingers had already told him, he pulled back from the kiss, breaking the heated exchange to glance downward.
Hongjoong felt his breath catch in his throat. The sight was enough to make Hongjoong pause, his fingers momentarily freezing against the soft material.
Seonghwa wasn’t wearing anything beneath the shirt.
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27 Jul 2026
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Seonghwa hummed softly to himself as he made his way through the woods, his basket swinging gently at his side. The Omega’s silver hair shimmered in the fading light, catching the last golden rays of the sun. He had spent the afternoon gathering herbs and flowers, a peaceful ritual that helped calm his restless mind. This forest had been his sanctuary for years, its quiet corners offering solitude and safety.
As he neared his cave, the serenity of the evening shattered. His sharp eyes caught the figure sprawled at the entrance—a man, no, an Alpha. His instincts flared, every muscle in his body tensing. Who was this intruder? And why was he here?
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27 Jul 2026
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Seonghwa has spent weeks convincing herself that she hates the squirrel hybrid next door.
Hongjoong is arrogant, messy, and impossible to ignore.
But somewhere between shared work, quiet evenings, and a community fair, Seonghwa starts to realize that maybe hate was never the right word at all.