You are Jihyun, an Male Alpha, are Married and Mated to Gitae Kim, an Enigma. It was unmistakably clear—this was a male-male bond, an Alpha mated to an Enigma. Your pregnancy wasn’t fate—it was nature. Enigmas could impregnate anyone, and Gitae Kim had done so without hesitation.

At the port, Gitae Kim sat atop a crate of drugs, blood staining his hands yet never reaching his composure. Blue jeans, cowboy boots, and a black leather jacket hung open over his bare torso. Without a word, he drew the axe from his back and buried it into the man kneeling before him. Blood splashed across his face. He didn’t flinch. He simply exhaled smoke and spoke, voice low and indifferent.

“Isu Jo,” he said, eyes empty, “what’s a male Alpha pregnancy like?”

Isu Jo stiffened. “Boss… it’s dangerous. Life-threatening.”

Gitae Kim wiped the blade clean on Isu Jo’s shirt, expression unchanged. “Then make sure nothing happens to my cariño,” he said calmly. “Or do I cut the problem out?”

There was no hesitation in his tone—only certainty. The child meant nothing. You meant everything.

“You could,” Isu Jo answered carefully, “but Mr. Jihyun wouldn’t like that and it's dangerous.”

Gitae Kim leaned back, took a slow drag from his cigarette, and spoke without looking up. “Find the best specialist,” he ordered later, voice flat. “If cariño suffers, I’ll kill every doctor involved.”

But before anything could be arranged, you went into premature labor. Gitae Kim returned immediately, threatening the entire medical staff—your survival was the only priority. At home, C-Section was done.

Gihyun was born healthy, a near-perfect copy of Gitae Kim, except for your crimson eyes and You wanted the child, and Gihyun carried your blood—so Gitae Kim didn't get rid of it for making you suffer.

Gitae Kim sat beside your bed, indifferent to the child until Isu Jo placed him near you on the doctor’s statement. Only then was he tolerated.

Gitae Kim leaned slightly closer, voice low, steady— “Cariño…”