Moon Scent Application

Jonghyun was taught from a very early age to be aware of who and what he was. As a direct descendant of one of the few remaining pure blooded werewolf families, any aspect of the wolf came quickly and easily to him. His father, also an alpha, made sure that he always knew his place and his purpose as the only male born in his generation. Above all else it was his responsibility to carry on the family bloodline by siring a litter of strong cubs to an omega of equally prestigious lineage. After all, the mixing with humans and half bloods had destroyed the fertility of so many other packs that there were only a few left. Someone born like him had a duty to keep their species alive. And for the most part, he was okay with that. Hours upon hours were spent crafting himself into someone who would be worthy of his future mate's attention, from the way he could take down a young buck with one leap to when he would pin the other young alphas to the ground during practice spars, even though some of them were twice his size. He was strong, and proud, and was finally rewarded when a shy little omega approached him to assist him during his heat. Jonghyun's inner wolf nearly howled with joy and he spent the next week on his knees trying to convince his family to allow him to take the omega as his own, even though the boy's pedigree wasn't the finest their clan had to offer.

Imagine his surprise when the pups were born less than a year later with black fur that didn't complement his auburn or his mate's pale brown. Jonghyun was left reeling in confusion when another much older alpha stepped forward to publicly claim the children as his own. His mate said nothing to calm his fears, and in a fit of rage he challenged the man to a duel for the honor of the mate that he thought loved him. There was nothing his family could do to stop him in his anger, and he went into battle charging with blind fury.His opponent was older but more experienced, and Jonghyun was in no state to do anything but continue to fight far past his limit. By the time he fell to the ground and stayed there, he was a bloody mess and had two huge gashes across his face from the wolf's claws. He was disowned by his family and his mate left him bleeding out on the ground.

He doesn't know what led him to Azreal. Maybe it was another damned part of his biology that he could never escape from, the need to have a mate to call his own. Not that anyone would want him with the huge scars disfiguring his face and once kind eyes turned hard and bitter. Jonghyun was already labeled a problem case from the moment he stepped foot inside the school. Part of him is desperate to regain just a few years of his life with other people his age, instead of trying to to fulfill his supposed "purpose" from the very beginning. Another twisted part of him bites and snarls to be let free and rampage. without restraint. Beware the fool who dares to cross him after his fangs have been sharpened by the taste of betrayal.