Chapter 105: ONE FEMALE TWO MALES.

ASTON/ CAELAN

"It’s because of your disappearance that she’s become so bold, Your Majesty."

Luigi stood before Aston, his expression serious.

"Your father’s mistress has been running around the palace, claiming the position of Queen. She’s already started behaving as though she owns the Fenrir family."

Aston sat on the sofa, his expression unreadable.

Luigi continued. "She’s also investigating your money flows and personal accounts. She’s been trying to find out how much wealth you control independently of the royal treasury."

A cold smile appeared on Aston’s lips.

"She’s certainly ambitious."

"Ambitious?" Luigi nearly choked. "Your Majesty, she’s trying to steal your throne!"

He paced around the room, growing increasingly agitated.

"She has taken more than she can chew. And honestly, I suspect she might have had a hand in what happened to you. Your disappearance was too convenient for her. The moment you vanished, she started gathering the elders around her and pushing her son toward the position of Prince Royal."

Aston’s expression darkened.

He had also considered that possibility.

His disappearance had not been planned.

Someone had attacked him when his pollution rate was already dangerously high, forcing him to abandon his usual arrangements and disappear from the public eye. He had only kissed Vivian and it triggered his condition. He just can’t explain why he turned out that way. But he was sure it wasn’t caused by Vivian. Vivian is a loveable Female.

If his father’s mistress had somehow discovered his pollution rate condition is high, she might have seen an opportunity.

But suspicion wasn’t proof.

And Aston Fenrir never acted on suspicion alone.

"Investigate her," he ordered. "Quietly. I want to know everyone she’s contacted since I disappeared, every account she’s accessed, and every elder who’s pledged allegiance to her."

"Yes, Your Majesty!"

"And Luigi..."

The personal guard immediately straightened.

"Yes?"

"Tell the doctor that my latest results must not be broadcast or disclosed to anyone."

Luigi nodded.

"Understood."

Aston’s eyes turned cold. "If that information leaks, he dies."

Luigi swallowed.

He knew his king wasn’t joking.

"Yes, Your Majesty. I’ll make sure he understands."

Aston leaned back. "Forty percent..."

He muttered the number almost to himself.

Even he found the improvement difficult to believe.

If the royal family discovered that his berserk and pollution rates had dropped from eighty-eight percent to forty percent in such a short time, the palace would be thrown into chaos.

Everyone would want to know how he had recovered.

The royal doctors would demand examinations. The elders would question him. His father’s mistress would undoubtedly try to discover the secret.

And the moment they learned that an unawakened female had something to do with it, Vivian would become the target of countless eyes.

Aston’s expression grew colder. "Who would believe me if I told them the truth?"

Luigi blinked.

"What truth, Your Majesty?"

Aston glanced at him. "That a woman who hasn’t even awakened her beast core can suppress the berserk state of an SS-Class male with her voice."

Luigi fell silent.

Aston gave a faint, humorless laugh.

"Exactly."

He wasn’t going to let anyone investigate Vivian.

Not until he understood the full extent of her abilities himself.

A knock sounded at the door.

A soldier entered and bowed.

"Your Majesty, Commander Caelan Drayke has arrived."

Aston’s eyebrows lifted slightly. "Caelan?"

"Yes, Your Majesty."

The soldier hesitated. "He’s... already inside the outer courtyard."

Aston frowned. Before he could ask what that meant, another commotion sounded outside.

Then the doors swung open.

Caelan Drayke strode into the room.

His uniform was slightly disheveled, and his face was pale from his recent injuries. The powerful spiritual pressure surrounding him was unstable, but his eyes burned with fury. He seems to be ill, Aston thought.

Two guards hurried after him.

One was holding his injured arm.

The other had blood at the corner of his mouth.

"Commander Caelan forced his way in!" one of them reported.

Aston raised a hand. "Leave."

The soldiers immediately bowed and withdrew.

Luigi glanced at the injured guards before looking at Caelan.

This man really has no respect for other people’s property.

Caelan didn’t spare him a glance.

His gaze remained fixed on Aston.

Aston calmly sat back down and crossed one leg over the other.

"Commander Drayke. What an unexpected pleasure."

Caelan pointed at him. "You!"

Aston raised an eyebrow. "Me?"

"I had no idea you would still want my woman!"

Luigi’s eyes widened.

Your woman?

He looked at Aston, then back at Caelan.

This man has some nerve.

Aston, however, merely smiled.

Caelan’s expression grew darker. "Is this revenge? Is that why you’re doing this? Because of what happened between us?"

He took a step forward. "Vivian is innocent. Whatever grudge you have against me, leave her out of it!"

Aston’s smile deepened. "Oh?"

Caelan clenched his fists.

"And another thing. Why does she call you Lucien? What kind of game are you playing with her?"

Aston’s eyes sharpened. But his smile never faded. "Caelan, don’t start your self-righteous drama."

He leaned back against the sofa.

"I’m an unmarried male. If I want to pursue a beautiful female, who is going to stop me?"

Caelan’s expression turned ugly.

Aston tilted his head.

"Or have you suddenly become the authority on relationships?"

He let out a soft laugh. "Tell me, Commander. What about your habit of going after two sisters?"

Caelan’s jaw tightened. "Watch your mouth."

"Why? Does the truth hurt?"

Aston’s voice dripped with mockery. "Is it that tiny drop of royal blood in your veins that makes you believe you can keep two females for yourself?"

Caelan’s expression changed instantly. He took an involuntary step backward.

For a moment, the murderous fury in his eyes was replaced by something far more complicated. Hatred. Deep, and bitter hatred. Yes! He and Caelan were once friends in the Military and he knows all.Caelan secrets. But a misunderstanding pulled them apart. Aston wasn’t just a crowned king. He fought for it in the Wars. He isn’t a kind or good man either but his love for Haxia everyone knows.

"You know perfectly well how much I despise that drop of royal blood." His voice was low and dangerous. "I can’t wait to drain every last trace of it from my body."

Aston watched him with interest.

Caelan’s fingers curled. "I didn’t come here to discuss my bloodline with you. I came because Vivian is involved in this."

His eyes darkened. "I got Vivian pregnant. I intend to take responsibility for her for the rest of her life."