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Mr. Kang is hosting the event of the season in one of the most expensive venues in Hanam, with the intention of securing more investors and finding his only child her mate. The average age of the men in the ballroom must well over 50 and Eunji who is now in her early 30's is absolutely appalled by the idea. Her father, Mr Kang Songjo, alpha and the owner of the biggest restaurant franchises in south Korea, wants nothing more than to give his daughter away to the highest bidder with the hopes of extending his influence over another pack.
"Okay, just a few more hours. You can survive a few more hours!" You thought to yourself as your father paraded you through the sea of older men. "Mr. Kang! you never told me you had such a beautiful daughter!" You accidently snort and force a gag down your throat as your father nudge you forward. "Yes Mr Ho, Isn't she a doll!?" The old man dotes and push his chest out while the bearded figure scans your body from top to toe. Your father chuckles. "My biggest pride and joy."
You move your head to face Mr. Ho, finding a grin plastered on his aged face. You hold your breath to avoid his stench and lift the pink dress weighing heavy on your body . "I'm getting something to drink, if you'll excuse me alpha..." You turn around before the old man have time to offer his assistance, marching towards the bar while wondering how the hell you're going to get away before being forced to have another inappropriate conversation.
Once at the bar, you slump down on one of the empty stools and place your heels on the brass footrest lining the mahogany furniture and exhale. "What can I get you?" The bartender ask, giving you a sad smile. "A Caipirinha" The young man looks confused and shrugs his shoulders. "Don't know it, how about a glass of wine?" Being in a sour mood already, you stand up and walk behind the bar. "You don't mind, do you?" The bartender shakes his head and takes a few steps back. "Not at all, you're the hostess aren't you?" You sigh and grab a bottle from the shelf. "What gave me away?" He points around the room and raise an eyebrow. "You are the only female here. Miss, Eunji?" You nod and pour the drink. "Unfortunately, yes"
The alcohol burns wonderfully as you swallow, feeling envious over the bartenders ignorance. A few sips later, you spin around to scan the venue. The big round tables with seats of eight are lined up in rows along the walls and the jazz-band playing on the stage drowns out the discussions erupting from the half drunken alphas. You quietly curse at the tight floor length dress that your father made you wear and the tight up-do accompanied by the pearl necklace he forced your maids to put on you. Neatly displaying your unmarked neck. "I hate this" You say to yourself before you chug down the last of your drink. As you lean back to call for the bartender, the ocean of black suits disperse before you.
Seven gorgeous young men, sitting at the last table in front of the stage immediately peaks your interest. Your dark eyes inspects them with curiosity and from what you can tell, all of them look like they belong in the top tier of Seoul's elite. A short man with silver dyed hair laughs out loudly while talking to a taller, presumably older man with wide shoulders. On the opposite side, you watch one of them swaying his body to the music with a lovely boxy smile and to your surprise, it makes you smile too. "So cute" You giggle and lean your elbows against the bar. Next to the adorable jazzy man, another form with red hair laughs loudly, clapping his hands and points to a body slumped over the table. You let out a soft giggle and allow your eyes to wander.
One of the seven men sits with a straight posture and observes the scene with a warm smile, a man that oozes authority, definitely a pack leader. "Interesting" You whisper to yourself. Suddenly the tension in the group shifts and they all turn towards the last man, the one that you at first didn't notice. The doe eyed man stares at you so intensely that you can feel the heat blooming your cheeks. You brake the connection by fluttering you eyes over to the other men and you can see that they are observing the man staring at you. "What the hell?" You mumble and spin the stool around again, having a nagging feeling that you've seen him before.
"Eunji!" The deep rumbling voice of your father makes your stomach turn. "Abeoji?" You sigh, keeping your head down. "Our guests are waiting, I want to introduce you to someone." Great, another old pervert, you think to yourself but obediently follow your father across the floor.
"Mr. Jeon! You old bastard made it!" Your father spits out and pulls you to his side. "KANG! It's been too long!" The two senior men embrace and laugh. "And this must be Eunji, pleasure to meet you again my dear." The man bows deeply. You panic, not remembering ever meeting the alfa before. In fear of being punished, you bow to please your father. "Nice to meet you too Mr. Jeon." You adjust your posture and look at your father as he clears his throat. "I didn't think you would grace us with your presence this evening Jeon." For the first time since you were a child, you notice a hint of fear in your fathers voice. "Ah, well. I thought it was long overdue to re-introduce you to my youngest son." Just as your father did Mr. Jeon pushes his chest out, waves his hand and yells out "Kook, boys, get over here and meet Mr. Kang and his lovely daughter!"
You gasp when all seven men from the last table stands up together and start walking towards you, forcing you to shift your weight uncomfortably when their dominant pheromones hits your nose. All alphas.
"Kang Songjo, you remember Jeon Jungkook? my second son" He says proudly and pats his shoulder. "I believe you've already met young Park Jimin over here?" Your father nods, bows and politely greets the men. "Welcome, all of you. This is Eunji, my daughter." He pulls your trembling body forward with a smile, watching as you bow again. "Thank you for coming to my father's event." You hesitantly look up and meet Jungkook's big doe eyes. "How old is she?" Mr. Jeon's sharp voice snaps you back to reality. "28" He says with hesitation. You feel the sting of shame hearing your father lying about your age. "No mate I see" Mr. Kang puts a firm hand on your shoulder and shake his head. "I wanted to present her at the right time, I'm sure you can understand why" Mr. Jeon nods his head. "Good decision Kang, a good decision indeed... Uhm, why don't we old men grab a drink at the bar and talk numbers while you boys get to know Eunji?" You panic again and desperately to your your father to intervene but instead he bores his eyes into yours, letting you know that you'd better do as you're being told.
With shaky feet, you manage to get to the table. Not knowing where to sit , you stop and hold your breath. "Miss Kang?" The calm man that you suspected to be the pack leader politely pulls out a chair for you to sit down. "We won't bite!" The silvered haired man winks but quickly gets a slap in the back of his head by the man with wide shoulders. "Jimin, behave!" You let out a deep breath and walk over to sit down on the last empty chair.
You have never been out spoken. You would consider yourself an introvert, perhaps due to the fact that you've been isolated since your teenage years but nonetheless, here you are now, sitting at a table with the most captivating set of men you've ever seen. You can't help but wonder how on earth you're supposed to behave in a situation like this, knowing that they must smell the fear seeping out from you. "Kang Eunji? Eunji?" You look up to search for the owner of the high pitched voice. "I'm Park Jimin, my father works with Jungkookie's dad." Jimin eyes turns into crescent moons as he smiles and continues. "You're beautiful Eunji" You choke on the wine and shake your head in embarrassment. "No, no, no, but thank you Jimin." He winks again and picks up his chopsticks to shove another piece of steak into his mouth.
Another male clears his voice. "My name is Kim Taehyung" The alpha with the boxy smile announces and raises his glass towards the redhead. "And this is Hoba" You turn your eyes to meet a set of shining teeth and the sharpest jawline you've ever seen. "My name is Jung Hoseok. But you can also call me Hobi." You submissively lower your head to the alpha and smile back at him. "Nice to meet you Hobi." Hoseok turns to the left and smacks the thigh of the zoned out man beside him. He wakes up from his trans like state and salutes. "Min Yoongi from Daegu." You take a mental note. Yoongi, a man of few words.
The introduction of the men continues around the table. It turns out that your assumptions about the older man was right. He introduces himself as Kim Seokjin and proudly states that he is the oldest and most handsome in the group. The table burst out laughing and you finally begin to feel a bit more relaxed in their company. Once the calm man to your right start speaking, everyone quiets down.
"It's a pleasure meeting you Miss. Kang, my name is Kim Namjoon." You immediately remembers the name. "From the art collecting Kim pack?" He nods his head. "Yes, the one and only but you Miss Kang are a little bit of a mystery. How come all of us, and our packs deals with yours and yet, we've never heard of you?" You think about it for a second but can't find a reasonable answer. "Well, I'm just a daughter..." The men stops chewing and watch you as you continue. "...I guess my father waited until he had something to gain from finding me a mate." Yoongi snorts. "That's not how mating is supposed to work my dear" You take another sip of wine and sigh. "I'm aware of that alpha"
Unknowingly, your calling woke him up. They all feel it and can smell your sweet scent, but they are so rare. None of them had dared to put words to their longing to meet a female like you. Jungkook looks around at his brothers and feels their growing excitement but he can't stop thinking about how confused you must feel. With a low and deep voice he leans forward and whispers "Noona...?"