Although Mephisto had removed his glands, there were still plenty of nerve endings and pheromones remaining. And protecting one's vitals is an instinct for everyone.
Such a sensitive area is practically an alpha's Achilles' heel; how could they let anyone else touch it?
But the cub didn't know that he just wanted to hug his father's neck and act cute, just like before.
Mephisto instinctively placed his charged mechanical hand on the back of the cub's neck, as if he could snap the cub's neck at the slightest sign of trouble.
But before he could even utter a sound, the cub had already snuggled up to him, pressing its face against the cold bite stopper.
The cub's face was so small that it could be easily covered by a palm.
And as Mephius observed, the cubs' faces would rub slightly against the bite stopper and leave some red marks on their faces.
Too young...
Mephius suddenly regretted not removing the bite stopper; if his face were unobstructed, he could feel the real texture of the cub's face.
And there was that calming aura.
While Mephius was distracted, the cub had already wrapped his arms around his father's neck and was sitting on his father's arm, waiting for his father to pick him up and take him home.
Mephisto hesitated again, causing the cub to cast a worried glance at him:
"System, my dad seems to be sick. He's stuck, just like that driver from earlier?"
Doesn't the main system know what Mephisto is thinking? He replied coldly:
"It's okay, your father is very healthy."
Upon hearing this, the cub became even more worried.
The child really sees his father as a sensitive, fragile, and timid little person, and is so nervous when interacting with others.
So little one, you must protect your dad!
The baby turned his head and gave his dad a quick kiss on the anti-bite device.
"Daddy, don't be afraid, your little one is here."
Mephisto: ...?
Mephisto: What happened? What was that "pop" sound? What's the cub's mouth made of? What's it babbling about? I can't understand it.
Mephisto stared blankly at the cub's pale pink mouth, which opened and closed, and seemed about to crash.
Fortunately, the adjutant coughed lightly, reminding Mephius:
"General, this is not the place for reminiscing."
In this uncontrolled airspace, space pirates and interstellar forces have proliferated.
Mephius then stood up, holding the child, and stiffly gave the order:
"Prepare to retreat."
The cub calls to him at this time:
"dad."
The little idiot used the exact same soft, sweet tone as in the game, begging him for a little cake.
This time, the cub was also being affectionate.
"Dad, can you help me bring the house on the ball back home?"
The cub was still thinking about the cage it had just found that day and wanted to go back to the garbage planet.
Anyway, it wasn't far away, and Mephisto also wanted to see the true face of the person who made this game, so he agreed to go back to the garbage planet with the cub.
But the cub clung to his neck the entire way back with him and never got out of his arms.
It was as if she had been born and raised in Mephisto's arms, so natural and so proactive.
Mephius showed no sign of resistance throughout the entire process.
He didn't repel other omegas who approached him like he would other omegas. Those omegas were only close enough to trigger Mephisto's murderous intent, causing him to uncontrollably release pheromones to drive them away.
The cubs were like light grass and trees, very light in weight, like a feather, without any intention or demand, just wanting to gently land in Mephisto's arms and ask for his caresses.
It's as if the cub's only purpose in existence is to desire a little bit of Mephisto's affection.
Mephius straddled the cub's leg, casually feeling its heartbeat and breathing, thinking that even the fragile little thing's weak heartbeat was a way of whining to him.
Do we really need him that much?
Mephius, who had just been feeling extremely jealous, has finally been soothed by the cub.
In other words, Mephisto managed to win himself over without the cubs having to exert any effort.
Mephius held the cub in his arms like a precious treasure. Through his father's height, the cub could see the fascinating spatial images outside the starship. Unfortunately, his junk planet was very close to them, and the cub was pulled back after only a few glances.
Only then did the cub willingly slide off its father and lead the way.
Mephisto looked into his empty arms and immediately felt an unprecedented emptiness.
However, Mephisto would not actively ask the cub to hold him.
The proud alpha hasn't learned to bow down to his child yet.
His indifferent demeanor made it seem as if he was certain the cub wouldn't abandon him and would continue to love him.
After all, the love of cubs is the same as that of puppies and kittens; it is obvious that even the most foolish person can feel their unwavering devotion.
Just as Mephisto had predicted, after the child disembarked from the starship, he immediately reached out and grabbed one of Mephisto's fingers.
"If I hold Dad's hand, Dad won't get lost."
Mephisto was once again struck by the cub's attack.
The little boy's tiny hands could barely grasp a single finger of the mechanical hand, yet he clung to his father so firmly, unlike those vain nobles who, upon seeing his mechanical hand, would always despise him and secretly call him a robot bastard.
The kitten was tiny, but it ran ahead with practiced ease, looking just like a silly little cat eager to lure a human home.
Little did he know that humans were the ones who could swallow him whole.
The boy brought Mephisto to his house.
Mephisto finally came to his senses and decisively drew his gun from his waist, preparing to attack the third person in the room.
But when the cub opened the door and showed him the room from the game, Mephisto didn't see anyone appear.
Mephius only saw the huge game screen in the cub's room.
Was this also picked up by a cub?
It's probably something abandoned here by some hardcore gamer.
Finding no one in sight, Mephisto had no choice but to suppress his murderous intent and wander around the cramped house.
It's too small.
Mephius was so cramped inside that he could barely stand up straight.
Moreover, the space is small; you can walk through it in just a few steps.
Before, the cubs were tiny and lived here, so there was no comparison. Therefore, in other people's eyes, it might not seem so bad.
But now Mephisto finally knows what kind of environment the cub lives in, what kind of suffering he endures in a corner unknown to anyone, and what kind of person he is waiting for to save him.
Mephisto had to recall the requirements of the omega protection regulations he had heard about before:
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