"So, from now on, he'll spend the first three days of every month and the last three days with me. And every year, I'll set aside twenty days to go on vacation with him." "Emy…" Silas looked at her in shock. Who said being the primary mate was a bad thing? This is amazing! "What?!" Corvin and Edric were stunned. Being the primary mate comes with perks like that? Why didn't I say yes just now?! So what if I'm underqualified? I can learn! Emma caught the regret flickering in their eyes, and a mischievous glint flashed across hers. "As a reward," she continued, "Silas will spend the next ten days with me." Didn't they all refuse to be the primary mate? Fine—let them sit there green with envy. "Emma, is it too late for me to change my mind?" Corvin's tone was full of regret. The benefits sounded far too good to pass up. "Emma, I think we should make this fair," Edric added quickly. "We can compete for it. Whoever's more suitable gets to be the primary mate." Emma shook her head without hesitation. "No." At that, she turned toward Silas with a smile. "Unless Silas decides he no longer wants the position, there will be no changes." Both Corvin and Edric instantly turned their gaze to Silas. He smiled and took Emma's hand, speaking with quiet conviction. "Being your primary mate is my greatest honor, Emy. I'll never step down." Replace him? That was out of the question. Kieran and Drake could only look at Silas with envy. They wanted that position too—but they weren't even her mates yet. "Well then, that settles it," Emma concluded the discussion and ended the video call with Corvin. With that, everyone returned to their stations. … When Kieran noticed the warship catching up behind them, he asked, "Ms. Tibarn, Prince Lucien and the others are right on our tail. Should we stop and let them board?" Emma didn't answer right away. Instead, she turned to Silas. "What do you think?"Silas glanced at the monitor and smiled. "Ignore them. Let's keep going as planned." Let them come aboard? Emy's still upset—why let them in just to make it worse? He had already guessed what Lucien would do, but this time, they had gone too far. A little lesson wouldn't hurt. As he increased the warship's speed, Silas leaned slightly closer to Emma and spoke softly. "Emy, Lucien and the others really went too far today." Emma nodded, waiting for him to continue. He gently brushed a loose strand of her hair behind her ear, his fingertips grazing her warm skin. His voice was calm, tender. "So, I think we should send them back to their respective clans for a while—let them reflect. When they finally understand what they did wrong today, they can come back." Emma had no objections. "Alright, we'll do it your way." The punishment was neither too harsh nor too lenient—just right, in her opinion. With her approval, Silas' smile softened further. "I'll let them know, then."He opened his lightcore, pulled the three men on the other warship into a new group chat, and typed, 'Just a quick update for the three of you—starting now, I'm Emy's primary mate.' … On the other warship, Marcus was slumped in the cockpit, glaring at Lucien and Calum, who were piloting in silence. "Have either of you figured out how to get Ms. Tibarn to forgive us?" They had chased her this far, but none of them had come up with a plan to earn her forgiveness. Lucien and Calum said nothing. Their faces were pale, anxious. They wanted to know the same thing—how on earth were they supposed to make things right with Emma? Before Marcus could start scolding them, his lightcore buzzed. He glanced down, opened it—and froze. He'd just been added to a new group, where Silas had sent a message. Marcus stared at the text, his blood running cold. "Silas has become Ms. Tibarn's primary mate?!" That guy actually accepted the role? Has he lost his mind?! Lucien and Calum immediately switched the warship to autopilot and opened their lightcores. They'd barely done so when a second message from Silas popped up. 'About what happened today—Emy's letting me handle it. The three of you really went too far. Intentional or not, what you did hurt her deeply. She was furious when she boarded the warship—so angry she cried her heart out.' What? Emma cried?! Lucien's heart clenched, the pain spreading through his chest like fire.