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“Mine,” Minho hissed at the alpha, crowding his stolen pack in closer together so they were all behind him.
“Mm, okay,” the alpha purred, something delighted glinting in his eyes. “Yeah, they’re yours, you’ll protect them, won’t you? Make them happy, make sure they’re full and well, groomed and scented properly, yeah? Make sure everyone knows they belong to the Bang pack.”
Minho settled, the alpha’s words making him nod, sinking deeper into fluff and fuzz. “Yeah…” He agreed, a small purr starting in his chest. Minho would do that, he’d look after his pack, scent them all so that everyone would know.Someone is looking after Chan’s omegas. All he knows is that they have the prettiest scent every time they douse one of his boys in it, leaving his pack too scent-drunk to tell him who keeps looking out for them. He’s determined to find out though.
Or: Minho is stealing the pretty abused omegas from their rotten alpha and he fully intends to take each and every one of them. He just can’t understand why they keep going back, and why they keep insisting that they’re not abused at all, and why this Chan is their favourite person in the world when he’s clearly neglecting them.