"I only talked about Dahlia earlier. I didn't have time to mention this." No wonder. Silas looked at Marcus and Lucien. He told them, "This afternoon, the Beastmate System matched a new partner for Emy. The match is Calum." "How did it end up being that annoying guy?" Marcus' voice dropped at once. It carried clear displeasure. He felt like his territory had been invaded by someone he hated. Every strand of fur on him felt like it was about to explode. Is the Beast God losing his mind? He actually matched Calum to Emma. Emma saw how unhappy Marcus looked. She asked him, confused, "Marcus, you know Calum too?" Emma already knew Lucien knew him. Calum was Lucien's superior. But she did not expect Marcus to know him as well."I know him." Marcus forced out those three words as if it took all his strength. Every time he remembered how he once lost to Calum, he wanted to dig a hole and bury himself. He slumped back into the chair with a miserable look. "He is someone every therian hates." Silas watched Marcus' reaction. He also recalled Calum's face earlier when he mentioned Marcus. Silas understood something. He did not know what had happened between the two of them. But now was not the time to ask. He thought of Malrik and Calum upstairs. Silas spoke quickly to Emma. "Emy, are you done? If you're finished, go downstairs. I'm worried those two will start fighting." Emma felt a sudden jolt in her chest. She went downstairs with Silas at once. In the living room, Malrik held a fruit in his hands and stood in front of Calum.Emma saw the fruit in Malrik's hand and sucked in a breath. Why is Malrik giving that kind of fruit to Calum? The fruit looked delicious, but it tasted more sour than a lemon. The redder it was, the more sour it was. Five gnawed fruit cores already sat in front of Calum. His cold, stern face looked worse than terrible. His expression twisted between anger, humiliation, and forced patience. The killing intent around him felt like it was freezing the air. It seemed like he would twist Malrik's neck any second. Malrik stood there, clueless. He still held the fruit and urged Calum again. "Daddy, eat the fruit. It tastes so good." Eat? Calum stared at Malrik's clear and stupid eyes. The temperature around him dropped again.He did not want to eat the sour fruit. He wanted to eat the idiot in front of him instead. "Daddy?" Malrik tilted his head. He still felt nothing. He pushed the fruit closer. "Hurry and eat. This one is sweet." Sweet? A sharp twitch hit the corner of Calum's eye. His stomach churned again. His already dark face grew even darker. He held back for Emma. Calum lifted his hand. He was about to take the fruit. Emma rushed over and grabbed it from Malrik. Then she pushed Malrik toward Silas before he could cause more trouble. She apologized to Calum at once. "Calum, I'm sorry. Malrik's mind isn't clear right now, so…" Calum saw how nervous she was.He pulled back all the killing intent at once and answered fast, "It's fine." Emma still seemed scared of him. What should I do? Calum thought for a moment. He softened his voice as much as he could. "Ms. Tibarn, you don't need to apologize for him. Silas told me about Malrik's condition. I'm not angry." His voice carried a rough tone after all the sourness. He's really not angry after eating that much sour fruit? Emma looked into Calum's eyes. His gaze was deep and sharp by nature, but the killing intent from earlier had vanished. He focused on her with a strange, awkward gentleness in his dark eyes. Emma let out a quiet breath inside. She thought someone like Calum, with power and authority, would explode after being treated like this.But he did not. He even tried to please her in his clumsy way. He looked fierce, but his temper was better than she expected. Emma adjusted her impression of him in her mind. Her view of him shifted a little. "It's good you're not upset." Emma took two of Silas' flowers from her storage band and handed them to Calum. "This fruit is very sour. You ate a lot, so your stomach must feel uncomfortable. Eat these two flowers first."