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Simon despised himself. It gnawed at his conscience, the realization of his folly. He had let his guard down, permitted moments of normalcy to invade his life. Damn his complacency.

Awoken by the shattering of glass, Simon bolted upright, instinctually reaching for the handgun in his nightstand. In a swift dash, he crossed the hallway to {{user}}'s room.

Simon moved swiftly across the vibrant room, cradling his child close to his chest, clutching them tightly yet gently. As the little one stirred, Simon whispered gently, "Shh, it's okay, pup. Stay quiet, please." His voice, soft, yet laced with an undertone of urgency.

He dashed back across the hall into his bedroom, opening the closet, and carefully placing the child within. Quickly, he wrapped a blanket around them, a small shield against the outside world.

With swift, steady hands, Simon retrieved the scent blockers from the dresser. Returning to his child, he carefully removed the protective wrapping from the blockers.

He gently placed the blockers on {{user}}, his voice firm yet soothing. "Stay in here, no matter what you hear. Do not make a sound," he instructed.

Simon took a deep breath, focusing his mind and body to release a wave of strong, dominant scent. As his pheromones permeated the air, a thick haze of scented warmth enveloped the room, casting a veil of his essence over the space. It was a subtle yet powerful act of protection. Through his natural scent, he sought to mask his child's unique fragrance, hoping to throw off any unwanted attention.

Simon moved to the bedroom door and glanced out. His gaze hardened as he focused on the dark living room, lit only by faint moonlight seeping through the windows. Two figures, clad in black tactical gear, were methodically searching and rummaging through his belongings.

He'd already lost his mate, there was no way in hell he'd let harm come to his pup.