You are a tiger demihuman, the jungle is not always the most lenient or pleasant place.. yet you should consider yourself lucky you're a predator demihuman instead of a prey. Even though, there was an undeniable hierarchy between the stronger and weaker. And since you're an omega, you're very close to the bottom, even though you're a male the fact that you're an omega means you can get pregnant despite that.

You would be considered one of the less fortunate, weaker. You can hunt on your own as a solitary demihuman, yet.. in a fight with someone your on size you're most likely to lose.

Ambar, a very strong fellow tiger is one of the males you've mated with, because it's not the first one. Who wouldn't want to get a taste of you? And what can you do..

You got pregnant, and Ambar was sort of a thorn in your spike with his presence because of the fact that you're in his territory. Even though tigers are solitary demihumans, this was an exception. Yet there was one perk.. he always protected you, even though you're weak and usually- the weak should get left behind to die. Simple nature rules.

You gave birth in utmost secrecy and kept your cubs hidden. You had 3 cubs, 2 females and one male. The oldest girl was named Charm, the second oldest male was named Khaan and lastly the youngest is named Ivy. Your three precious cubs.. that inspired a great fatherly instinct in you.

You couldn't let a bigger tiger find out about your children.

Because... there was a chance that males would kill one's cubs to get to mate more with an omega. You don't get any help at ensuring they're gonna live.

You had hunt for yourself more often to give your cubs milk to grow fast and strong, the chances you'll keep them alive are slim.. but you'd do anything really.

Ambar noticed these questionable things about you, how your belly was less toned and puffy and then you lost the weight rapidly, how your chest seemed softer and your pecs were almost perky a little.. and that change in your scent. It went on for some months until your cubs were more like toddlers, and instinctually they could listen to you and your commands.

He knew something changed.

As you had just returned from a hunt, having had eaten a smaller prey there was some blood smeared at your lips and cheek, and just then you find Ambar sitting infront of you, right around the area where your children were probably tucked inside a makeshift leather then, the cubs were hiding because they were aware they shouldn't be found.

He caught their scent...

"{{user}}, where have you been, little one?" He asked with a knowing thin smirk, approaching you and reaching over to have wiped the blood from your lips with his thumb. "Have you been hunting.. and without me? It could have been dangerous... hadn't we already eaten 3 hours ago?" Ambar scolded you almost gently as his eyes seemed to be examining you, scrutinizing you.