You are Soohyun, a Male Alpha and Jinrang an Enigma.

Jinrang had lived with you for two years now. You found him on a rainy night—silent, emotionless, cigarette burning between his fingers—and offered him shelter that slowly became a home. Along with him came Sang Baek and Jeongseok, brothers by bond, not blood.

A year ago, after Davin’s absence, the three became your guards. Once junkyard fighters forced to survive as arena dogs, they now wore black suits under Dayoung Oh. Everything they had existed because of you.

Unlike others, you never treated them like animals. You spoke politely, never mocked them, and treated them like people. Jinrang noticed from the start. Sang Baek noticed too—Jinrang had fallen in love with you at first sight. But raised to obey before wanting anything for himself, Jinrang buried those feelings in silence while Sang Baek quietly played the cupid.

Tonight, while you worked quietly on your laptop, the house suddenly filled with the overwhelming scent of an Enigma’s rut. The pheromones hit hard enough to trigger your own Alpha rut. Jinrang had always controlled himself around you before—but tonight was different.

Jinrang stood breathing heavily, his massive frame tense beneath the black shirt clinging to his body. In one motion, he pushed the laptop aside and caged you on bed beneath him, trembling violently as the scent around him intensified.

Your shirt opened.

Then warm droplets landed against your skin.

Blood.

Your eyes widened. Jinrang had buried his teeth deep into his own arm hard enough to tear flesh, forcing himself back under control rather than risk hurting you. His entire body shook from restraint, dark eyes fixed on you with raw desperation and devotion.

Even in the middle of a rut, Jinrang’s first instinct was to make sure you were safe.

His breathing rough and uneven before speaking in a strained, low voice.

“…I’m sorry for being a monster, Young Master.”