However, the doctor's diagnosis soon wiped the smiles off everyone's faces as they thought they were reuniting with their loved ones.

"Didn't we say not to let cubs use pheromones? If a cub overuses pheromones, it is overdrawing the lifespan of its glands, which is its own lifespan."

The doctor's words were like a bolt from the blue.

However, even the doctors hadn't expected the cub to be so exceptionally intelligent and willing to sacrifice itself to this extent. Controlling the release of pheromones and simply soothing the cub would already be quite remarkable, but they never imagined the cub could even bring the dead back to life.

So the doctor simply warned Mephius to stop letting the cubs do the work of calming riots.

Who would have thought that at such a young age, the cub's thoughts and obsessions were much deeper than others? He couldn't even bear to watch someone who looked so much like his father lie there unconsciously after falling ill.

Even if it means sacrificing myself to awaken him.

Seeing the cub's somewhat weak expression, Muld's face darkened for the first time:

"I'm sorry, I didn't know it would have such consequences. Perhaps the dead shouldn't be crawled out of their 'coffins'..."

The butler sighed, while Mephisto hugged the cub's tiny body tightly.

The cub is so small, what does it know?

The boy probably doesn't even understand the meaning of death, but he did... do something very brave.

Mephius couldn't be angry with the cub, nor could he blame his brother; he could only blame himself for not keeping the cub under his watchful eye at all times.

"I'm sorry... I'm sorry."

"Daddy is sorry, baby."

The cub knew that its father was blaming himself again.

He opened his eyes and touched his father's face:

"I love Daddy. Daddy isn't bad. Daddy is a good baby too."

The cub turned its head and looked at its uncle again; this time, the cub recognized that this wasn't its father.

"Uncle is a good baby too."

"Good baby, don't cry."

The cub's words, however, brought tears to the eyes of the two alphas who rarely shed tears.

Mephius took the cubs to soak in nutrient solution, and Muld wanted to go with them, but was stopped by the butler and another team of doctors:

"Young Master Muld, you should also get a medical check-up."

Mulder's gaze remained fixed on the cub the entire time, and when inspected, he displayed the impatience typical of military alphas:

"It was just a minor issue. Now that my body and mind have recovered, those minor problems will soon heal on their own."

The butler put on a stern face: "Young Master Mulder, you need to set a good example for the young man now. You're an uncle now."

Muld immediately turned to the medical staff and said with a smile:

"Thank you for your help."

As expected of a butler, even when facing adult high-level alphas, he grasped their lifeline as easily as leading a kitten.

However, as Muld had predicted, as long as it wasn't a fatal injury, the terrifying self-healing ability of a high-level alpha was able to recover on its own.

He quickly put on a new military uniform and returned to the cub's side.

At this moment, Mephisto and the cub were in a nutrient tank together.

Because the nutrient chambers didn't have infant-sized ones, they were all large and deep, so Mephisto also soaked in them, acting as a human cushion for the cubs.

Mephisto took off his shirt, so the baby was in direct skin-to-skin contact with his father. This feeling of intimacy with family was actually more comfortable than being soaked in nutrient solution.

The cub's dry and uncomfortable feeling in its body has improved a lot.

The doctor was also observing the cubs' condition nearby. Seeing this, the doctor told Mephius:

"Why don't you try using pheromones to comfort the baby? For family members, an alpha can also comfort an omega."

Upon hearing this, Mephisto released his glacial pheromones once again.

Fortunately, most of the doctors present were betas, and the very few alphas had already taken protective measures. The only alpha present was Muird.

Muldur and Mephisto didn't experience this kind of pheromone exchange with their families when they were at home with them before.

Just smelling the other person's pheromones makes these guys feel nauseous and vomit, or even have an allergic reaction.

Under the influence of high-level alpha genes, the same-sex repulsion within their family is more severe than anyone else's.

But this time, Muld didn't feel that intense nausea.

He sensed that Mephisto's pheromones had changed, becoming unusually...soft.

In short, while I don't have a strong desire to get close to them, I'm not averse to them either.

Is it also because of the cubs?

Without any mental energy disturbance, this is what their pheromones originally look like?

Muld thought for a moment, then released his pheromones and joined them.

The cypress scent was very faint, more like the subtle smell of burning wood. His pheromones were distinct from Mephisto's, yet both quietly accompanied the cub.

Although the cub didn't interact with the uncle, they had already established a two-way connection.

The kitten, soaked in the alpha's pheromones, felt as if it had been thoroughly soothed by a human. The kitten, whose chin and back had been scratched, was so comfortable that it was almost sliding off Mephisto's arms.

Fortunately, Mephisto reacted quickly, reaching out to catch the cub and holding the almost melted cub firmly in his arms.

The cubs don't seem to be in such bad spirits anymore.

But they all knew that the lifespan lost by the cubs could not be made up.

Therefore, they now strictly forbid the cubs from contacting the forbidden area and their other relatives who are sleeping there.

Mephisto is so nervous that he wants to carry the cub wherever he goes. If he sees the cub in a corner of the old house, he will definitely see Mephisto within three steps.

But this also made Mulder a little irritable.

When an omega leaves a mark on an alpha's subconscious, it's almost like a contract has been made. The alpha will find it hard to accept comfort from other omegas and will also have an uncontrollable urge to get close to an omega.

But now it's impossible for Muld to get close to the cubs!

Even if you're just staying by the cubs' side, you have to put up with Mephisto's presence.

Even if you don't dislike them, even if they're brothers...

But isn't it a bit annoying too?

He didn't want to see Mephisto's face all the time.

"Hey, I'm here. Can you go and take care of things at the military headquarters now? You're a general now, the commander-in-chief. What general spends all his time lounging at home on vacation?"

Mephius glanced at Muldur indifferently, then after a moment, he summoned his adjutant:

“This is Colonel Muld. I can delegate some of my work to him. Go ahead.”

adjutant:?

Muld: ?

Muld almost laughed in exasperation:

“I’m still a dead man in the military, my identity hasn’t been restored! You think you can get a dead man to work for you? You skinflint!”