Han Jue's eyes softened into absolute mush in an instant. Looking down at his two adorable, fluffy daughters, his protective fatherly instincts exploded.
He immediately bent down, scooped both of the tiny bundles into his broad arms, and brought them inside out of the chill.
Seeing their watery, teary eyes, his heart completely melted.
"What happened?" he asked, his voice incredibly loving and gentle.
"Why are my sweet babies crying? Did you miss your Father Beast?"
The two little cubs looked like they were on the verge of sobbing.
Han Jue felt a wave of guilt hit him. He kissed each of them tenderly right on top of their furry heads.
"Father Beast is so sorry," he murmured softly.
"I was a bit busy today, so I couldn't accompany you. Don't be sad."
Ever since they were born, Han Jue had made it a strict routine to accompany his daughters every single night until they fell fast asleep.
