Jaehyun's POV
Few hours earlier/ D-Day of the salvation early hours.
I huff as I stumble out of the rut room.
My dark hair is damp with sweat and falling into my eyes.
The cool air of the hallway hits my bare chest and it feels good to finally have fresh air.
I had been too hot and sweaty in that room and beads of it still runs down my face.
Irritated and tiredly, I drag my fingers down my face, feeling stubbles along the way.
I need to shave.
I look back at the room I just left and growl lowly. That place, I hate being there, I especially hate it when I come to my senses and I'm still there.
The room was specially built to keep in a rutting alpha, to make sure nothing gets out and puts the clan in danger.
The room isn't what anyone would expect it to look like after an intense rut, instead of cum and the heavy smell of pleasure, the room is thrashed.
It is turned upside down with obvious signs of rage.
There are claw marks on the wall and bite marks on my own skin.
