Morning headlines didn't matter anymore; Seoul Moon Park itself was buzzing. The strongest Alphas and the most protected Omegas in the city had all bonded on the same night and everyone wanted to know why.
~~~The Bangh Estate~~~
The Bangh mansion sat at the edge of the forest, all dark stone and tradition. Chan stood in his father's office, sunlight catching the gold crest on the wall.
"So," Alpha Bangh Joon said, voice low, "the true-blood heir has found his mate."
Chan met his gaze. "Yes, Appa."
A pause, then the faintest smile. "About time the Goddess stopped teasing you."
Chan exhaled in relief. "You're… not angry?"
"Angry?" Joon's eyes softened. "You bonded with an Omega strong enough to stare a true-blood Alpha in the eye. That's no weakness, Chan. That's balance."
Outside the door, Minho waited nervously. When Joon stepped out, he offered a polite bow. The elder Alpha studied him for a long heartbeat before laying a heavy hand on his shoulder.
"Protect my son as fiercely as he protects you," he said, and left without another word.
Minho blinked, half-shocked, half-moved.
Chan only grinned. "Told you he'd like you."
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~~~The Seo Residence~~~
Changbin barely crossed the threshold before his mother gasped.
"You smell like bond energy," she accused, then burst into delighted laughter. "Finally!"
His father peeked from behind a newspaper. "Seungmin, right? The quiet one?"
Changbin groaned. "Please don't start planning the ceremony."
Too late. His mother was already calling relatives.
Seungmin, who'd come to "say hello," found himself with a plate of cookies and three aunts asking if he preferred spring or autumn colors for a wedding. His calm expression cracked into shy laughter. "They're… very enthusiastic."
Changbin's eyes softened. "That's my family for you, loud love."
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~~~The Hwang Estate~~~
Hyunjin's parents ran Stay University, used to decorum and image. His mother tapped her pen against her tablet. "You bonded with a student?"
"Yes," Hyunjin said simply.
Silence stretched until his father snorted. "Finally, someone who can keep up with your dramatics."
Jisung, hiding behind Hyunjin, nearly choked.
Mrs. Hwang sighed but smiled. "If he makes you happy, bring him to dinner. We'll adjust the gossip."
When they left the mansion, Jisung whispered, "I thought they'd kill us."
Hyunjin laughed, slipping his hand into his. "Nah. They're just planning your seating chart already."
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~~~The Lee Home~~~
Felix and Jeongin arrived at the Lee family's lakeside villa smelling like fresh bread and morning coffee. Felix's mother hugged them both before even asking why.
"My heart told me something happened," she said softly. "And I was right."
Jeongin blushed crimson when Felix's father clapped his back. "Take care of each other, boys."
Later, when they walked home hand-in-hand, Jeongin whispered, "Your family is so calm."
Felix smiled. "They've always believed love is the purest scent."
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~Mixtape Corporation — Head Office~
By noon the next day, the rumor had reached every floor: all four CEOs had bonded within twenty-four hours. The human employees were ecstatic; the werewolves were whispering about prophecy.
Chan entered the top-floor boardroom with Changbin, Hyunjin, and Felix.
"Gentlemen," the Head Secretary said carefully, "HR needs clarification for… partner access privileges?"
Changbin grinned. "You mean our mates?"
"Yes," she replied, deadpan.
Hyunjin slouched into his chair. "Just write 'permanent Alpha-Omega leave clause' and call it divine policy."
Felix added cheerfully, "Also, we'll need extra keycards."
When Minho, Seungmin, Jisung, and Jeongin arrived with coffee trays, the entire room went quiet. The bond scents rolled through the air; soft, electric, undeniable.
Chan took his cup from Minho, brushing their fingers deliberately.
"Everyone," he said, facing the stunned executives, "meet our partners. The heartbeat of Mixtape Corp."
The room erupted in applause, laughter, a few teary smiles. Even the most stoic advisor muttered, "The Goddess really likes this company."
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~~~Evening at the Café~~~
As twilight fell, the eight of them met again at their usual café. The city lights shimmered outside; the air smelled faintly of rain and roasted beans.
"Did anyone else get interrogated today?" Jisung groaned.
"Half the board tried to 'congratulate' us," Changbin said, rolling his eyes.
Felix laughed. "Mine brought cupcakes."
Minho glanced at Chan, smirking. "Your father didn't kill me."
Chan squeezed his hand under the table. "That's progress."
They all laughed then; easy, unguarded. For the first time, the bonds didn't feel strange or heavy; they felt like belonging.
Above them, the moon rose early, full again, bathing Seoul Moon Park in silver. Somewhere deep in the forest, the wolves howled not in warning, but in celebration.