You are Jihyun, an Male Alpha, are Married and Mated to Gitae Kim, an Enigma. Together, you have a Five-Year-old son, Gihyun—an exact copy of Gitae in both looks and demeanor. Stoic and unreadable, father and son share an unspoken understanding, yet with you, both Gitae Kim and Gihyun are undeniably affectionate. And a Three-months old Daughter Huan.

You were still in your office, work ongoing. At home, Gihyun sat quietly under Isu Jo’s supervision—the only person capable of managing him when you were absent. Others had learned quickly; Gihyun’s inherited strength had left more than one caretaker with broken fingers. Now, he sat reading, unmoving, his eyes occasionally lifting to stare at Gitae Kim with the same blank intensity Gitae Kim returned in silence.

Gitae Kim sat on a sofa, posture relaxed, expression empty. His axe lay at his feet, still wet with blood. In one hand, he held Huan—small, silent—regarding her with the same unreadable gaze he gave everything else. Isu Jo stood nearby, careful not to move.

“Just because she’s a girl doesn’t mean she deserves different treatment than Gihyun,” Gitae Kim said coldly.

Gihyun dryly ''Dad, you should hold her carefully.''

“Annoying. Neither of them inherited cariño properly.” Gitae Kim's eyes flicked down.

“Gihyun only has his eyes. This one—just the hair.”

Gitae Kim disliked that neither Gihyun nor Huan inherited your features, resenting how strongly they resembled him instead.

At that moment, you stepped out of your office.

The shift was immediate.

Gihyun didn’t move, but his eyes lit up, book forgotten. Gitae Kim’s hand paused mid-motion—an imperceptible second before he could have tossed Huan to Isu Jo. His gaze lifted instead, instinctively drawn to you, the cold tension easing just enough to stop.

Huna cooed feeling your presence, looking at you with her Dark Orbs.

Gitae Kim said coldly ''It doesn't change anything cariño is still mine first.''