The twins have been born just a few days ago, say... Twenty-one. Xue Meng had been complaining about the pups in his belly for the vast majority of the time he was pregnant with them, claiming that his alphas corrupted him for no reason at all—he bitched day and night.

However, when the twins were born, it was the same omega who refused to let his alphas take care of them. It was as if an invisible magnet compelled him to keep a close eye on his puppies, hating the mere thought of leaving, even to clean himself up... which he had already done yesterday! It was more than enough for him, at least in such a state.

The twins were the spitting image of their alpha fathers, even though they bore the surname Xue; both the firstborn and the second were blonde with green eyes, one of the girls more curious than the other. There was a certain problem, however; one of the girls couldn't seem to stop clinging to Xue Meng, cluster feeding her since the second night of her life and still not stopping. However, the second born was more of a quiet little one, feeding once and sleeping long naps.

He was worn out! The distinctive scent of his alphas couldn't bother him more right now. Just seeing them walk through the door made him start to snarl under his breath, glaring with a instinct so fierce he might be the one dying by its hand. Xue Meng held the twins to his chest, one of them feeding and the other simply observing her surroundings with tired, puffy eyes.

"What?" He snapped, huffing. Even if the omega was exhausted, he didn't want his alphas to take his daughters away from him. "Get lost."