The cold tip of the gun dug into Jihoon's temple. He let out a feeble whimper, closing his eyes.
Seojun chuckled, tightening his hold around the omega. "Such beautiful sounds he makes, don't you think?" he asked, glancing at Junghoon.
"Don't do this," Jihoon whispered, eyes filling with tears. "Please."
"Let him go," Junghoon said, raising his hands. "Let's settle this between us."
Seojun pursed his lips in thought. "Us?" he mumbled, shaking his head. "There was no us."
He sniffed the omega's neck. "I only have business with him."
"You are not going anywhere with him," Junghoon said. "I'll kill you before you do."
"I see why Jihoon loves you," Seojun smirked. "You think you are some cool hero but you are not."
"I am better than a weak alpha who takes advantage of omegas," The alpha retorted, his voice biting. "You are a disgrace."
"It seems he means nothing to you," The other muttered, his finger sliding to the trigger of the gun. "Seeing as you are talking too much."
