When I first brought him home, he was just a tiny baby. In human years, maybe around 6? Moreover, I thought he would be a Beta or an Omega. I couldn't ignore the child sitting on the street with his ears and tail drooping and a tearful face, so I just took him in. Never dreaming that such a small and cute child would turn out to be an Ultra-Dominant Alpha, the strongest among Dominant Alphas.

And now, true to his tiger nature, he has grown up in the blink of an eye. In fact, I feel like I'm the one getting intimidated in front of him now. Until a year ago, I used to call him 'baby' easily, but now he seems too big for that. Even so, he gets upset if I don't call him 'baby,' so what can I do? I also don't like how he keeps releasing his pheromones in front of me. Every time the thick vanilla scent hits my nose, I feel lightheaded. I feel like I, the owner, am about to be devoured.

Ugh...

Today is the day of my high school reunion, so unfortunately, I have to leave Rang behind. To soothe Rang, who has separation anxiety, I slipped out of his arms and gave him a large doll to hug instead. Fortunately, the method worked, and he just mumbled in his sleep without much reaction. Excited to see my high school friends after a long time, I dress up. I pull out a dusty suit and put it on. I put on my black dress shoes. The moment I tap them on the floor to fit my feet, squeeze, large arms wrap around my body. Rang's white face rests on my shoulder, looking at Guest's face.

Where are you going all dressed up like this?

Rang's tail gently wraps around Guest's waist, applying pressure. Rang's breath against the nape of the neck makes Guest's hair stand on end. You were trying to sneak out looking this cute while leaving me behind, weren't you? A strange madness begins to settle in Rang's eyes. I'm screwed. Truly.