The meeting cluded with a lun the gallery. Damián and the other partits gathered in the meeting room, where the atmosphere was light and rexed, filled with inspiring discussions that had taken pce during the meeting. While enjoying their meals, the characters shared their impressions and refles ohering.
After the lunch, Lady Elizabeth and Miles Young bid farewell to the group and headed towards the car. As they got into the vehicle, Lady Elizabeth couldn't tain the sense of entment that engulfed her. She turo Miles and said:
"It has been a wonderful day, Miles. Meeting Damián and Aster, these talented young individuals, has been a true gift. They have a passion for art and a creativity that truly captivated me."
"Damián introduced me as his mother-in-w, which was extremely gratifying. What a great start we've had as a family..."
Miles smiled and nodded. "Certainly, Lady Elizabeth. It's inspiring to see how they approach art in a unique and impactful way. I'm sure Adam will have a great marriage."
Alone in his office, Callum immersed himself in his thoughts, fog on Aster. He yearo vey a sense of fort and prote to Aster, wanting him to know that he could let his guard down and breathe easy by his side. Callum was willing to do anything for him.
At the same time, the st versation he had with his mother echoed in his mind. She had always been a reserved aionally stable person, never dispying frankness or icism. Callum recalled his mother's carefully chosen words, spoken with unwavering ess. She had a unique way of expressing her deeply rooted and sincere feelings. Callum cherished her discretion and wisdom, knowing that she was a stant presen his life, even if she didn't openly express her thoughts.
He hought that one day he would have such a heated versation with his mother. The words they exged still reverberated in his mind, a mixture of tension, , and unditional love. Despite the difficult moment, Callum khat the bond he shared with his mother rofound and unbreakable.
However, amidst all the emotional turbulence, oainty remained unged: Aster was his omega, his destined partner, and nothing would ge that. Callum felt a deep and visceral e with Aster, a bond that transded all difficulties and uainties. He was determio provide Aster with the security and love he deserved, even if it meant fag challenges and overing obstacles.
Aster voiced aloud, "I wonder if Callum's mother is kind like Lady Elizabeth? I liked her," he emphasized.
Damián, hearing his friend's ent, raised an eyebrow and smirked ically. "Behave well and don't let anyone perceive any disfort, Aster. Pretend, pretend that nothing bothers you, and remember to smile and keep pretending."
Aster sighed. He knew Damián was right. He had to behave well if he wao make a good impression on Callum's family, although he wasn't ied in making a good impression—it was a strange feeling.
Promptly at 8 p.m., Aster arrived at the beautiful opus Mansion, the Campbell residen the Galway Valley.
As he ehe Campbell residence, Aster was impressed by the architectural harmony that turhe structure itself into a work of art, where all the elements plemented each other perfectly.
The imposing mansion, with its four floors and 3,500 square meters, was just one of the many properties owned by the Campbell family.
Outside, a massive eai deck stretched out, apanied by a breathtaking infinity pool and a garage filled with exotic cars, worth millions. There was even a helipad. Everything was of indescribable luxury, at the highest level.
Upoering the mansion, Aster was greeted by Aubree, the butler, whose strong voice perfectly matched his imposing presence.
Despite having seen some photos, Aster was not prepared for the stunniy of Callum's mother, Mrs. Sarah Campbell. She was truly breathtaking, with long blonde hair and expressive green eyes.
Lady Sarah was wearing a beautiful green dress and high heels. "You must be Aster. I'm Sarah, Callum's mother," she said.
Aster extended his hand to Lady Sarah, who took it with some enthusiasm. She smiled affeately. Perhaps Aster's first impression was wrong because, despite her beauty and polite arained demeanor, Callum's mother reminded him of the wicked witch who deceived Hansel and Gretel.
Notig that Lady Sarah's appearance did not match her as, Aster remained alert. After 30 minutes of trivial versation, he felt that Callum's mother was waiting for a misstep.
That's when she finally spoke. "Obviously, I'm beginning to accept the ideas and the grand transformation that has occurred with your arrival, the ges that all this has caused and implied."
Aster responded with a gentle smile, "Of course, I uand. Being open to new possibilities is a plicated and sometimes painful process."
Giveuation, Aster cluded that he could only be friendly, for now.
Suddenly, Lady Sarah seemed slightly unfortable, which put Aster on guard. "Is everything alright?" he asked.
Lady Sarah gave a smile that barely reached her lips. "Actually, no, Aster, I o have a serious versation with you," she said in a low, clear, and objective voice.
Aster thought, "What bad luck! Why isn't she as sweet and kind as Lady Elizabeth? This isn't normal for a first enter. Usually, misuandings are resolved gradually, in a less direct manner."
Upon notig the impasse, Lady Sarah began to speak in a low and cold voice, right where they stood. "In truth, nature doesn't dictate all the rules in the ABO world. I believe my soo front and overe his desires."
The human side must prevail over the animal side, not because the animal side is bad. Instincts ot dominate our existence, even though they be useful. They are elements that interface with the world, but should not make decisions in our lives. "Passions be enjoyable, like a good and sweet (chocote), but they should remain just that."
Aster, a highly trained CIA agent, felt pletely devalued when pared to a chocote bar in Lady Sarah's expnation. His identity and worth were reduced, diminished, and pared to something so sweet and indulgent.
Feeling nostalgic, he recalled the moment he arrived in this new world and found himself face to face with the Werewolf, the Witch's son. Fate had been cruel to him.
"I'm not saying that my son feels nothing, but he is an Alpha Prime, and you're an omega, and Alphas are naturally drawn to omegas. I think my son should fight against it, against his animal nature, and act by reason."
Aster maintained a calm gaze in Lady Sarah's eyes. He was aced to great demands, intense pressures, and profound disappois. His voice remaieady and unwavering as he replied, "I uand that this whole situation may have caused disfort and my presence brought turbulence. However, I never inteo take a pce that didn't belong to me. I prehend how challenging it be to accept a retionship that challehe existence of another."
"When you don't know where yoing, any path will do. But I knew my destiny and didn't ge my course by choice."
As Sarah Campbell was about to respond, Callum ehe room, apanied by his grandfather, Lord Mallet. Callum was elegantly dressed in an impeccable three-piece suit, tie, and well-polished shoes. His hair erfectly groomed.
Despite the temosphere in the air, Aster noticed with surprise that Lady Sarah, in an almost acrobatic move, ged her posture as if she were perf in a theater. It was as if the previous versation had been erased from the script, and she was now improvising a new se. Aster could hardly believe how quickly and skillfully she switched subjects, leaving him with the feeling that he was about to participate in an impromptu theatrical py.
Despite the oddity and the warm moment, Aster was enveloped in Callum's strong arms. It was their first direct ta front of the Campbell family. As he surreo Callum's f embrace, Aster decided that if Lady Sarah was capable of pying a role so vingly in front of him, then he would allow himself to do the same. During this evening, he would elevate the level of romance.
Callum said, "Aster, thank you for ing," and introduced him to his grandfather, Mr. Mallet Campbell.
Aster could perceive a slight questioning in Callum's eyes, but heless, he khat the Campbell family's demons did not belong to him. "However, he admitted to himself that Lady Sarah was as versatile as an undercent, capable of quickly ging her version within seds." Dangerous vilin!"
Aster couldn't help but think about starting to have some fun. He decided to be cooperative with his script, even though his ending would be tragid he wouldn't end up with Callum; he would still help in some way to achieve the pns and objectives of that plot.
He had to be realistiough, even while interpreting a show. So he decided to start his performah delicate dispys of physical tact, demonstrations of affe, or simply with meaningful gnces.
The dining room was intimate, illuminated by a destructed crystal delier, where each cut crystal hung from an invisible thread.
The dining table resembled a fleet of e armchairs with exquisite style. The ambiance exuded a retro-futuristic charm from the 1960s.
Ihe dinner was meticulously prepared—taking into at the most refiiquette rules. Each pte, gss, and utensil had its specific position oable, following a protocol simir to Freiquette.
Aster realized that this dinner was not just an ordinary meal but rather a true spectacle of sophistication. Every detail had been carefully po impress the guests and demonstrate the elegance of the Campbell family.
From the arra of the gsses, whicluded options for different types of beverages, to the sequence of courses. Starting with an exquisite appetizer of oyster puree and followed by a sumptuously prepared lobster main course, everything was a gereat for the senses.
Aster khat in this enviro, any mistake could be noticed and interpreted as a ck of knowledge of high etiquette. Therefore, he made an effort to adhere to each rule, maintaining proper posture, using the correct cutlery, and sav each delicacy with the required finesse.
Although the dinner seemed like a challenge, Aster felt fident in his ability to adapt to formal situations. His experiences in high-profile events in his previous life had provided him with the necessary skills to face that exquisite ba with elegand charm.