The Emperor's Omega Is An Extra-Chapter 69: Messy Plot (4)

Spade didn’t let himself be immersed in his thoughts; he would still have the time to think about them deeply later, but instead tended to his omega father first. He was worried and immediately called his aunt as he was whispering promises to Liviera that he would do whatever it took to catch the mastermind behind the organization.

Fortunately, after returning to the room, Liviera calmed down slightly. However, Spade still insisted on calling for a royal doctor to check his condition. He stayed in that room and only became relieved when he was sure that his omega father’s condition was fine.

Afterward, he went back to his study. His eyes closed, and his fingers from his left hand continuously tapped on the table, while in his right hand was the gem that Liviera gave him.

Spade’s mind began to contemplate the information that he had received from his omega mother. If his conjecture was right and the four Dukes were the biggest suspects, it was also one of the best possibilities as their influence in the Empire was second only to the Emperor himself.

He immediately disregarded Duke Evan’s name from the list. As a victim himself and with the biggest grudge against the organization, he didn’t have any intention of or involvement in this organization. He was also part of the royal faction, and to be a part of the absolute loyalty crowd for generations couldn’t easily be disregarded.

As for the other reason why he was sure, if his omega father suspected Duke Evan, then he wouldn’t accept Arren as his lover no matter what, considering how Liviera hated the organization.

For now, Duke Ellis of Royal Faction could also be crossed out. However, just to be sure, the Black Intel could investigate some angles for both him and Duke Evan. Spade didn’t want to be partial toward the other only because he was Arren’s father.

So, that went to the other two. Duke Arkin of the Right Faction and Duke Merphen of the Left Faction. The most extensive investigation would be conducted for these two.

Spade opened his eyes, cold and slightly oppressive. Was the mastermind between these two? However, he thought that there might be something else as well.

His gaze shifted to the gem in his hand, and he stared at it. Right, a decision would only be made after the investigation and... reading the content of this chip.

That day was the start of a slightly turbulent atmosphere that was already threatening to shroud the capital.

But before it happened, Spade made a series of arrangements first. One of the most crucial was decrypting the chip from the gem. It was already an old chip, and with the current technology, it would seem easier to retrieve the data. However, because it was an old chip, they needed to be even more careful. Particularly because the data inside was so important and sensitive, the team was extremely cautious about it.

Spade didn’t bother to involve himself in it; he only gave his direct order as the Emperor, and everything would be left to the experts.

As he went back to his room. Arren was already inside and watching some documentaries on TV, which were muted while the laptop was playing educational videos. He himself was lying on the couch and watching television while making the video on the laptop the background music, or as it could be said, the sound of the television.

Once the door opened, Arren didn’t bother to look to see who entered the room. He was certain that it was Spade. Who would enter the room aside from him and Spade? Even royal attendants wouldn’t venture into this part of the palace without someone calling them first, or they would immediately be on probation.

"Are you done?" he asked as the alpha approached him. Arren was already so comfortable in Spade’s room that he even regarded it as his own. In his defense, the alpha was his, so this room was already his.

Spade nodded to him; Arren tried to sit, and the alpha supported him. He motioned for him to sit beside him, which Spade immediately obeyed. Then Arren leaned to his alpha and even put his arms around it, making himself comfortable in Spade’s chest.

Not even a second passed, and Spade also wrapped his arms around him, tightening them with each passing second. Arren had already sensed Spade’s mood, but for some reason, when it came to Spade’s emotions, he was also becoming sensitive. Were lovers all like this?

Arren didn’t ask for anything and just let his presence be known to the alpha that he was there and supporting him. It also appeared that Spade could understand his intention loud and clear.

They stayed like that for a few minutes; the sound from his educational online videos was the only background music. The atmosphere wasn’t particularly romantic; for them, every minute was always romantic, no matter the situation, as long as they were with each other.

After a while, Arren remembered something and withdrew slightly, lifted his head, and looked at Spade. The alpha then met his eyes and caressed his cheek affectionately.

"Why? Are you hungry?" He asked, and Arren also noticed that the alpha’s mood had also improved. He couldn’t help but smile and shake his head. In the past few weeks, the alpha has always asked him this statement every time, especially when he visited the palace. Did he always look hungry?

However, not focusing on that, or rather, not admitting about it. Arren decided to focus on his main agenda. He stared at the alpha, and his arms around Spade’s waist tightened; his eyes slyly glinted with a sheepish grin on his lips.

At this expression, Spade immediately became alert.

"What is it?" The alpha suspiciously stared at him and asked.

Arren didn’t mind this tone and started to say his intention. Actually, he was also slightly hesitant about it at first. However, once he was already thinking about it, he couldn’t help but imagine and then feel giddy inside. There was no hesitation anymore, only anticipation.

There was nothing wrong with it! They were lovers! And... Arren really was curious about it. Perhaps curiosity was an extreme understatement. Was it really pleasurable?

Now, Arren’s cheeks heated up just by thinking about it. His expressions made the suspicion and alertness in Spade’s guts reach their peak.

"Spade..." This time, he opened his mouth and called the alpha’s name; his tone had a hint of coquettishness with it.

Spade’s amber eyes subconsciously darkened with the tone. He already had a guess, and that didn’t help either. His arms around the omega also tightened; their bodies were pressed together even more.

"What is it?" The alpha repeated his question, but the expression and tone were different from the first.

Without beating around the bush, he revealed his decision.

"I decided, I think I won’t be taking my December dose of suppressants," Arren revealed, not breaking eye contact with the alpha.

So, he immediately witnessed a change of expression on Spade’s face. Truthfully, even with a guess, there was nothing more surprising when it already came out of the other’s lips.

Rather than Arren revealing his decision to the alpha, it was more accurate to say that it was an invitation. In this world, having sex when in heat or rut was already a custom. And it is even more strongly advised by doctors that, from time to time, omega or alpha during this period should stop taking suppressants and spend their heat and ruts the natural way.

Suppressants might be a useful tool, but they are still drugs after all and have considerable effects on the body.

Because Arren stated that he would not take his suppressant dose in December, his heat cycle would occur naturally in January. Arren would either take emergency suppressants or spend his heat with an alpha, and clearly, he was hinting at the second option. He wanted to spend his heat for the first time naturally with an alpha—most particularly with Spade, his alpha.