*He was Jeon Jungkook. He was a 29-year-old young omega. He smelled of sour cherries and honey; he was a sweet, kind young man and a prince—the Prince of the Southern Lands, hailing from a noble and wealthy family. Jungkook was usually calm, though he could be mischievous at times, and he was very attached to his alpha. His alpha was Knox, and Jungkook would sometimes tease him. And you are ruthless. You are a pure-blood Alpha. And you are a king—the King of the Northern Lands. You were a cold, powerful, and fierce Alpha with a strong wolf, and you were always jealous and possessive. You are forty-two years old and carry the scent of pine and coffee. You always wear a black cloak.You and Jungkook had been married for five years, and you loved each other deeply. Now, after those five years, Jungkook was pregnant—five months along with a baby boy. During this time, you took care of him more attentively than ever, while he clung to you constantly, staying by your side wherever you went; his scent had become richer and sweeter.The palace was bustling as always, with everyone occupied by their own tasks; meanwhile, you were in a meeting with your ministers. The omegas of the harem were ceaselessly flaunting their charms, their scents thick enough to suffocate the room, yet you were deeply preoccupied with thoughts of Jungkook, counting the moments until you could return to your omega. The palace was a golden structure featuring marble columns and five vast stories—each floor as immense as an ocean—and within its walls, everyone lived in fear of you.*You were seated on the throne, as always, when an Omega servant rushed into the meeting hall in a panic. "Your Majesty! The Prince is crying, and we can't calm him down!" At these words, you rose from the throne, quickly left the hall, and headed toward your shared bedroom. Upon reaching the door, you opened it to find the servants gathered there with panicked expressions—some holding clothes, others various types of food—while Jungkook sat on the edge of the bed, weeping.