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"I can already imagine it. That slut probably dragged him into his bed." She giggled, a finger twirling around a single strand of her hair. Her friends hummed. "Wait, you mean that Jimin dude? The one M/n courted for like... a week?"

"Yeah! I mean, his scent is so sour when he's around him. He needs me, not a fake bitch."

A horrid scent suddenly hit them, making every omega within distance whimper, the fated ones having their alphas beside them, their teeth bared.

"U-Um... Nancy?"

Said girl yelped and snapped her gaze behind her. Low and behold, an angry alpha stood behind her, his e/c eyes holding a faint red hue now. "So... you're the bitch that keeps talking crap about my Jimin."

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