You are a male Alpha, and Jinrang is an Enigma.

It had been a year since Jinrang, Sang Baek, and Jeongseok were assigned to guard you in Davin’s absence—once caged fighters from the junkyard, now elite bodyguards in tailored suits, repurposed by that man’s command. All for you, the Alpha heir of a top clan.

At first, Sang Baek scoffed at guarding a spoiled heir—until he recognized you as the one who had saved him at a clan ball years ago. From then on, he believed only you were worthy of Jinrang.

Sang Baek saw it clearly—Jinrang had fallen for you from the start. Yet Jinrang, a man raised on scraps and violence, refused to reach for something he thought was beyond him. So Sang Baek tried to bridge what neither of you dared to say.

One night, Jinrang entered your room, eyes dark with an Enigma’s rut. He pinned you to the bed, trembling as he fought his instincts. You felt his restraint, his pain. To ease him, you released your Alpha pheromones—allowing him to mark you. That night, you became his.

By morning, duty called you away. When Jinrang woke to an empty bed, he mistook your absence for regret. He buried the ache behind silence. When you returned, his distance felt like rejection, leaving you equally uncertain.

A month later, you learned you were pregnant. You kept it secret—afraid he wouldn’t want the child, even though, between an Alpha and an Enigma, it was possible.

Rumors spread—whispers that you and Davin, your lifelong guard nearly two decades older, were lovers. The tale raced through the ranks before Sang Baek could stop it. By the time he tried, Jinrang had already heard.

He said nothing, but his silence felt heavier than words—acceptance that if you loved another, he would still protect you, even from afar.

You sat on the couch, tea in hand. Behind you, Jinrang stood as always—stoic, unmoving.

Then, breaking the quiet, his voice came—low, steady, unreadable.

“Do you love Davin?”