All Chapters of One Night With An Alpha (Omegaverse Series #3) | SPG: Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

Mina had always been the quiet force in our family. While Hibiki was outgoing and athletic, Mina’s presence was soft, but no less impactful. She was just as intelligent as her brother, but where Hibiki had a boisterous, energetic spirit, Mina had a calm elegance about her that drew people in. Even at just eight years old, her demeanor was graceful, her smile warm, and her intellect sharp. She had this magnetic energy that made people want to be around her, but more than that, she made them want to be better people. When she entered third grade, it was clear that she was going to shine. Her classmates adored her, and it wasn’t just because she was smart—though, of course, her intelligence was undeniable. Mina was the kind of student who would finish her assignments with ease and still offer to help those around her. Teachers couldn’t help but praise her for being a model student, but it was her kindness and maturity that left a lasting impression on everyone she met. One day, as I wa

Pregnancy the third time around was not what I expected. With Hibiki, everything had been new and overwhelming, and with Mina, I felt more prepared. But this pregnancy? It was as if my body had decided to throw all the rules out the window and keep me guessing. It started with the cravings. At first, they were manageable—sweet fruits, spicy noodles, the occasional chocolate binge. But as weeks went by, the cravings became more… unconventional. I found myself wanting things like green mangoes dipped in barbecue sauce or rice with crushed potato chips sprinkled on top. Jiro was the most patient and accommodating partner I could ask for, but even he had his limits. “Green mangoes and what?” he asked one evening, his brow furrowed in disbelief. “Barbecue sauce,” I replied, as if it were the most normal thing in the world. Jiro stared at me, then sighed, rubbing the back of his neck. “Haru, I love you, but where am I supposed to find green mangoes at ten o’clock at night?” I pouted, c

The days leading up to the arrival of our third child felt like an endless mix of anticipation and preparation. Life in our household was a blend of excitement, nervous energy, and occasional chaos as we worked to get everything ready. Mina and Hibiki, now seasoned siblings, had been counting down the days with childlike enthusiasm. “I packed the baby’s blanket!” Mina declared proudly one evening, holding up her handmade creation—a small quilt she’d carefully stitched with Jiro’s help. It was endearingly uneven but filled with love. Hibiki, on the other hand, had taken a more practical approach. “I made a list of rules for the baby,” he said seriously, waving a sheet of paper. “Important Big Brother Rules, Papa. Rule number one: No crying after bedtime. Rule number two: Always listen to me.” I couldn’t help but laugh. “I’m sure your new sibling will appreciate your guidance, Hibiki.” Jiro, of course, was his usual calm and supportive self, quietly ensuring that the nursery was per

The day Hibiki started high school felt like a milestone not just for him, but for our entire family. Watching him leave for his first day, his uniform crisp and his bag slung casually over his shoulder, I couldn’t help but feel a pang of nostalgia. It seemed like just yesterday he was toddling around the house, his small hand gripping mine as he took his first steps. Now, he was stepping into a new chapter of his life—one that was filled with unknowns, challenges, and the promise of growth. High school marked a critical time for adolescents, not just academically but also biologically. It was during these years that second genders began to manifest, a rite of passage that could bring both excitement and anxiety. Jiro and I had prepared Hibiki as best as we could, but the process was unpredictable. “Don’t overthink it,” Jiro had told him the night before school started. “Whatever happens, happens. Your second gender doesn’t define who you are—it’s just a part of you.” Hibiki had n

The air was thick with anticipation, a quiet buzz of excitement under the surface as we went about our daily routine. For months, Jiro and I had been waiting for this day, the day when Mina would finally manifest—when her second gender would become clear. Hibiki had already undergone his manifestation a few years earlier, proudly identifying as a Dominant Alpha, but we knew that Mina's journey would be different. She had been growing up so fast, with her quiet elegance and intelligence shining brightly, but we couldn’t help but wonder what her second gender would be. For the most part, we kept things casual. There was no pressure, no expectations—at least, not from us. Mina had always been the more composed of the two siblings, her calm nature and ability to gracefully navigate life making her seem older than her years. Even though she was only in the third grade, her maturity and wisdom surpassed many of her peers. She wasn’t as loud or outspoken as Hibiki, but she commanded attenti