The next morning, Leon slowly woke up.

His senses gradually came back online, and with them came the familiar aches and soreness all over his body.

Sitting up in bed and leaning against the headboard, he glanced down at his chest and arms, which were covered in scratch marks and love bites.

He grabbed a mirror to check his neck, and sure enough, it was the same story.

“Last night was... quite a ride,” he muttered.

It had been a while since he and Rosvisser had let loose like that.

The main reason was, of course, their daughters.

They all …