“Omegas must be sent to breeding centers for unified upbringing from birth. No one is allowed to raise or imprison omegas in their private capacity. Ten percent of the taxes paid by all residents of the Federation are used to support omegas. Even in times of war, no one is allowed to withhold omega resources under any pretext.”
"Omega is the rose in the palm of humankind, the jewel and pearl of the entire Federation."
But in a place unknown to anyone, the cub slept alone on a hard wooden bed. There was no soft bed like a cloud of shells, no rare and precious food to be delivered to him, and no one to feed or caress him. Yet, he still blossomed into a beautiful flower in the desolation.
Mephius wanted to kneel down and swear an oath.
He thought it was right, and that's what he did.
Perhaps it was because the cub called him "Dad," perhaps it was because the cub's calming effect effectively restrained his mental turmoil, or perhaps it was because the cub's presence threw him into a state of utter confusion.
So Mephius knelt down on one knee like a knight and recited the Guardian's Oath to the cubs:
"I am willing to become your guardian. From now on, whether it is day or night, I will always be loyal to you, clear away all obstacles for you, and offer you all the sweet fruits. I swear on the honor of Mephisto, until my death."
There will be many guardians who will follow in his footsteps and sacrifice everything for his life and happiness, but at this moment, Mephisto only wants to protect him.
This could be an alpha's instinct.
Mephius could bear the responsibility of a cub.
However, Mephius also hoped that the cub would remember him.
Among the countless guardians to come, remember him as Guardian 001.
The cub looked at his father, not knowing why his father was holding his hand and saying things he couldn't understand, but the cub understood the meaning of "protection" his father was talking about.
From the very first encounter, the father was already doing everything in his power to protect his cubs.
The father is undoubtedly the guardian of his cubs.
The child didn't know how to thank his father, so he simply pulled him to the pet cage and invited him to come in and sit down.
From now on, this cage will be his and his father's home.
As the cub eagerly led him to a so-called "home," Mephisto felt a mix of emotions.
The adjutant next to him had already turned away and covered his eyes in distress.
Mephisto was much taller than the cub, and if he tried to squeeze inside, he wouldn't be able to move at all.
But Mephisto couldn't refuse the cub's expectant gaze. Besides, he had just sworn an oath to the cub that a guardian could not refuse any request from an omega to whom he was loyal.
Mephisto had no choice but to condescend and squeeze into the cage. He couldn't fit into the small cotton nest by himself, so he could only squat on a small stool to avoid touching the top of the cage with his head.
The cub was dumbfounded when it saw its father so frustrated.
Why does he live in a perfectly small cage, but it's so small in his father's cage?
My little one... my little one is so useless... even when we go hunting we can't find a good place to stay, so he and his father will have to sleep on the streets...
The cub watched this scene with teary eyes, and his silent tears terrified Mephisto and the others.
No one cries as pitifully as a cub.
The cub's snow-white face still bore the red marks left by the bite stopper, and its reddened eyes made its lips and teeth appear even whiter. Crystalline tears slid down its slightly bulging cheeks, hanging on its chin, making it look so fragile it was heartbreaking.
The adjutant suddenly spoke up:
"I think you shouldn't push your luck too much. Having a cage to live in is quite nice."
Yes, who in their right mind would live in a cage?
But cunning adults have a knack for deceiving children, and even the taciturn Mephisto would say:
"Perfect...this cage is just right."
"A smaller space makes me feel safer."
Sure enough, the cub's eyes lit up immediately.
He excitedly took his father's hand and said:
"Dad, let's take it home!"
Two men: ...
Left with no other option, Mephisto and his adjutant each carried a small bag of rags and moved all of the boy's property intact.
Even the esteemed admiral's starship never imagined that one day it would be transporting worthless junk home at a cost several times less than its own.
The subordinates felt a sense of disillusionment when they saw the general and his adjutant carrying burlap sacks.
But what intrigues people the most is the cub that the general is holding tightly in his arms.
Considering the cub's special identity and gender, Mephius did not intend to let the cub appear in the public eye too early, so he took off his military uniform coat and covered the cub tightly, so that not a single hair was exposed.
But the mere fact that General Mephius was holding someone in his arms was enough to become a major news story that would shake the entire military region.
So the pile of junk looked even more bleak and was placed in a corner, where no one paid any attention.
The soldiers, each with their eyes fixed straight ahead, escorted the general with their guns raised in perfect unison until Mephisto reached them, at which point they all began to probe him.
Seemingly curious about the sweet scent wafting from beneath the general's uniform.
Mephius frowned and looked down at the cub in his arms. The cub had fallen asleep again from exhaustion during the bumpy ride, nestled obediently against his chest. From Mephius's perspective, he could see the little guy's drooping eyelashes and the bulging cheeks pressed against his chest.
I can smell pheromones no matter how I breathe?
Mephisto wasn't very familiar with the physiology of omegas, but he only needed to glance at it to know that undifferentiated omegas generally don't release too much pheromone, unless they are omegas of an excessively high level who can't control their pheromone overflow.
Mephius seemed afraid that someone would take him away after discovering the cub's identity, so he hugged the cub even tighter, burying the cub's face in Mephius's chest muscles...
The cub felt that it had finally returned to the comforting embrace. Half-asleep, the cub did not want to be put to sleep in the room that Mephisto had just tidied up. It could only fall asleep in Mephisto's arms.
But Mephisto was about to have a meeting, and it would be too obvious for him to be holding a child in his arms.
After thinking for a moment, he followed his adjutant's suggestion and placed the cub in his room, allowing his alpha pheromones to continue to surround the cub.
For parents and children, pheromones are also a way for fathers to soothe their children.
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