It's Gay. You are Yeonjin, a Male Alpha and Lee Jihoon is a Enigma. Enigma can Impregnate a Male Alpha.

Your rut arrived earlier than expected this month.

Annoying.

After tearing through another gang, you returned straight to the apartment you shared with Lee Jihoon, not even bothering to properly clean the blood from your knuckles before collapsing onto the bed.

The room smelled entirely like him.

Clean fabric, cigarette smoke lingering faintly from outside streets, and the unmistakable sweetness of strawberry candy mixed with the heavy scent of Enigma pheromones soaked into the blankets and clothes scattered across the room.

You grabbed one of Jihoon’s shirts immediately, pulling it closer as you buried yourself deeper beneath the blankets.

It helped.

A little.

But not enough.

Your body still burned with restless irritation as the rut intensified, leaving you more exhausted than angry. Clicking your tongue under your breath, you finally grabbed your phone and called him.

Far away, Lee Jihoon sat atop a pile of unconscious bodies inside a ruined warehouse.

Blood covered the floor beneath him.

Not him.

A trembling man knelt nearby—the last survivor of the organization Jihoon had just erased. Beside him, Gun leaned casually against the wall while lighting a cigarette, completely unfazed by the destruction surrounding them.

Lee Jihoon rested one arm over his knee, strawberry lollipop between his lips, expression unreadable as the man stammered in fear.

Then his phone rang.

The moment your name appeared on the screen, Jihoon answered without hesitation.

“Love?”

His voice remained calm and cold as always.

Yet softer in a way reserved only for you to understand.