The Claimed Omega

His father is the first to break the silence after they both sat down opposite the young couple. Mr. Seo is smiling, but he can sense the tension. Mrs. Seo, on the other hand keeps her eyes on Minwoo, not even trying to hide her distaste. Based on this situation, Wonho can only conclude that his mother hasn't told his father about this yet. And god, he wishes she did.

No, he wishes that both of them are betas so he can just lie his way through this. But he couldn't. 'He's th-'

'I'm-'

'He's the old one.' Wonho answers quickly to avoid Minwoo taking the lead. He knows how badly Minwoo wants to prove himself, but this is not the time. He sees the anger in his father as the man looks at his wife for confirmation, which she gives him. And to both the younger men's shock, the old beta stands up and goes to the back, almost stomping his legs. His father looks greatly agitated, and Wonho bites his already dry lips as he glances at Minwoo, looking for assurance which the latter cannot give because he too, is scared.

'Alpha, you should leave.'

'Eomma, he's not-'

'Eommo-nim-'

'Didn't you hear me? Leave.' Minwoo swallows hard at the threat, quickly noticing the anger around him. It shocks him how he can sense it, he thought he can with Wonho's because they are mates, but apparently his mother can do it too. Wonho holds his hand tightly while he asks her to calm down, stating things such as the fact that they just got here, and Minwoo doesn't have anywhere to go, but somehow that angers her more. 'You have the balls to bite my son but you're afraid of going out for a few minutes without him? What kinda messed up alpha are you?'

'A-a few minutes?'

'Until the old man calms down. Now leave.' Looking at his omega one last time to see Wonho half-begging him not to, Minwoo walks out as quickly as possible after caressing his cheek, no longer than needed because the mother is watching. 'I'll be back soon.'

He feels guilty for leaving Wonho when he promised to protect him, but he is with his parents. This is the safest place he can ever be. Starting the car, Minwoo drives towards the nearest park which Wonho showed him a few minutes prior. Finally feeling safe enough, he lays on his back and closes his eyes, taking deep breaths to relax.

That was intense. He thought they would at least give him the chance to introduce himself, but he couldn't even say anything. Heck, he didn't even get to say his name! Damn, who knew an old beta and an omega could be that threatening, enough to make a noble like him shake in fear. What the hell? He almost wet his pants!

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Wonho keeps looking at the coffee table, playing with the fabric of his sweater, waiting for his father to return from the back. He hears shuffling and clinking of metals so he knows the man is still in the house, but he doesn't want to think of what the sound meant. Then he hears his mother's voice, muffled by the walls, his father replying in an agitated manner, and so on so forth until only the woman's voice can be heard. A creaking sound of the door and Wonho takes a deep breath, preparing himself.

'Wono, is that boy really the one that did that to you?' Wonho instinctively put a hand over his scar before looking back at his father - he is still angry. As the man closes his eyes in disappointment, his wife guides him to sit in front of their son while she takes the one beside him. 'Why is he here? You're still bonded?'

'Minwoo did this to save me.' He states quickly, straight to the point, fearing the interrogation.

'Is he threatening you to say that?' It takes Wonho a second to understand the reasoning behind that question. He completely forgot about the incident still being a police matter which can be the why his father came up with that speculation.

'What happened? Is this why you didn't want to come home?' His mother askes after he shakes his head to deny the first question. Unfortunately, they don't seem convinced. 'Honey, he's not here. You can tell us. He can't hurt you.'

'He didn't-' Wonho exhales deeply, trying to gain enough courage to speak about what happened. But he can't. He cannot mention what happened to him. He cannot speak the cursed word. Closing his eyes to find other words to replace the nightmare, he frowns as he forces himself, '-attack me.'

'Where is Junjie?' Mr. Seo inquires, ignoring what his son just said. Being a beta with four omega children, he knows about how bond affects an omega's behaviour. He knows that omegas put their trust in their alphas blindly. Which is why he cannot believe Wonho right now. And not having Junjie, his best friend with him seems too strange. For all he know, that alpha might be threatening his son right now. Or this can be a case of Stockholm syndrome.

'He's not with me.'

'Does he know about that alpha?'

'Appa, please. He's not one of them.' Wonho looks at his mother who he can tell, also finds it hard to believe him. Wonho knows they are asking questions because they are concerned about him, but he cannot help but feel surrounded. He is starting to get depressed. He really wants to be with Minwoo right now.

'Eomma…' He begs.

'He saved you?' She questions, finally giving him the opening he needs to convince them about his mate. However, though he wants to answer it confidently, he can only manage a weak nod. He can feel the muscles in his face starting to contract, signaling the arrival of tears. Thinking about that incident always affects him this way, he is still not strong enough to react differently. Frowning as deeply as he can to distract himself, Wonho tries opening his mouth to speak but nothing comes out.

'How?' She encourages him to tell them. She still cannot understand how claiming her son can be considered as saving him.

'He bit me to stop them fro-' Wonho feels himself choke on his own word. He cannot say it. He doesn't want to say what they did to him. But he has to, he needs to explain what happened to his parents. It is hard. He wants Minwoo to be with him right now. Minwoo would know what to do. Minwoo would tell them for him. He wants Mi-

'Shh… it's alright.' Wonho feels a warm embrace enveloping him and another pair of hands wiping his tears. He feels a bump on the seat next to him and looks to see his father patting his head. 'Aigoo, my baby.'

'You don't have to say it. It's okay.' His father gives him and assuring smile, but he can see the little hint of sadness in his eyes. 'Aigo, uri Wonie. You look so pale. Eomma, he's probably hungry.'