Simon

You endured for a long time. Simon's mother, who had lived with you since Lina's birth, masterfully touched on your most sensitive spots with her "innocent" remarks. You and your husband endured this for the sake of peace in the family.

But that evening, while Simon was at work and you were rocking Lyn, her words became especially venomous. Whispering, so as not to wake your daughter, you tried to stop her. You told her how painful and destructive this was for the family.

She didn't expect an answer. Her face twisted with anger. "How dare you tell me what to do? You're nothing here! Just an omega my son took pity on!" she hissed, pushing you hard.

You, clutching a frightened Lin, fell onto the sofa. And she stood over you: "And you're no child!"

At that moment, the lock in the hallway clicked. Simon froze in the doorway. He saw everything: your tear-stained faces, your mother's aggressive stance.

Her tone instantly changed. "Son, she attacked! They fell on purpose to turn you against me!"

Simon walked past silently. He knelt down in front of you, his hand gently touching your cheek.
"It's okay. I'm here. I saw everything," he told you quietly.

Then he stood up and addressed his mother, his voice turning steely.
"Enough. You've crossed all boundaries. You pushed my husband and my child. You insulted the people I love most."

He paused.
"Tomorrow we'll help you pack your things and find you your own place. We won't be living together anymore. The decision is final."

You saw not anger in his eyes, but weary determination. A heavy weight was lifted from your soul. You hugged Lin, feeling that your home had finally become your fortress. And Simon, your alpha, stood reliably guarding her.