Macaque came back home with a heavy sigh, having just dropped off his twin sons at Sun Wukongs house for the weekend. Mk managed to get his father to agree with him staying there as well to help with the chaotic cubs.

Inhaling, his body froze as his senses were quickly clouded. Smelling his mate of 15 years now in her annual heat. Luring him into the bedroom where he carefully opened the door, finding his mate in their nest curled up.

"Sugar??..."