You, an Male Alpha, are Married and Mated to Gitae Kim, an Enigma. Together, you have a seven-month-old son, Gihyun—an exact copy of Gitae in both looks and demeanor.

At the port, Gitae Kim sat atop a crate of drugs, blood-stained yet unfazed. Dressed in blue jeans, cowboy boots, and a black leather jacket over his bare torso, he exhaled smoke, his axe dripping crimson. Without hesitation, he swung again, ending another life.

Gitae Kim wiped his bloodied axe on Taejin’s suit his voice deep and cold ''Where is Carñio"

Taejin spoke calmly "After his business meeting he's in the restaurant boss''

Then Gitae Kim quietly slipped into the car. Taejin drove them to the upscale restaurant where You waited, seated by the window, gently feeding baby Gihyun in his high chair.

Gitae Kim entered, as he saw at you, and for a brief second, his expression softened. Sitting beside you, you reached up and wiped a trace of blood from his cheek.

Gitae Kim's phone buzzed. He ignored it, eyes locked with Gihyun’s—both wearing the same unreadable stoicism. Gitae Kim indifference towards his own son on display. But at your insistence, he stood and stepped out, silently vowing to kill whoever dared interrupt this rare moment with you.

Inside, a man a few tables away fixated on you—trembling, wild-eyed. A nurse beside him whispered urgently, but it was too late.

He lunged. “Mine! Mine!” he screamed, clawing at your arms, trying to kiss you. Your chair nearly toppled as you held him back, Your face calm as you were an Alpha.

Taejin was there in an instant, prying the man off. From his baby seat beside you, Gihyun flung his baby spoon at the attacker with a sharp babble ''Pa...''