After Giving Birth, All My Beast Ex-Husbands Suddenly Want Me Back-Chapter 155: Father’s help

In the dim forest, moonlight filtered through layers of leaves, spilling down in pale silver ribbons.

More than a dozen silver-haired males lingered beneath towering trees—some leaning lazily against the trunks, others seated on low roots, their presence quiet yet imposing.

Yanai rushed toward them, his figure cutting swiftly through the shadows.

"Father—you’ve finally arrived."

"What did you call us here for?" Aron asked, brows lifting slightly in suspicion. Then, with a testing tone, he added, "Don’t tell me you’ve changed your mind... and are finally willing to marry the Spirit Princess?"

This troublesome son had been avoiding them all this time—yet now he’d come looking for them on his own.

If he really had changed his mind, that would be for the best. At least their wolf clan wouldn’t have to bear the disgrace of breaking a promise.

"No." Yanai’s voice was cold and firm. "Forget about the Spirit Princess. Even if you beat me to death, I wouldn’t marry her."

Not before.

And certainly not now.

He already had Nina—there was no one else he would ever choose.

A flicker of disappointment crossed Aron’s face.

As stubborn as ever...

Judging by that attitude, this son of his might never marry in his lifetime.

He sighed inwardly.

Should I go back and ask my mate for another cub?

Though at his current strength, having more offspring wouldn’t be easy...

Still, looking at this infuriating boy every day was enough to give him a headache.

Not only had he broken their clan’s promise, but he also spent all his time training, never seeking a mate.

At this rate, their Silver Moon Snow Wolf lineage might truly end with him.

"Then why drag us all the way out here?" Aron asked impatiently. "I’m busy, you know."

Yanai hesitated—just briefly. Then, more quietly, he said, "I... like someone. I want your help... to win her over."

Silence fell.

Then... Shock rippled through the gathered wolf clan.

Did we hear that right?

The young master... likes a female?

"What did you say?" Aron stared at him. "Say that again."

Yanai exhaled, forcing patience. "I said I like a female. I want you to help me pursue her."

Honestly... has age dulled his hearing?

"You’re serious? You actually like someone?" Aron still sounded incredulous.

"I am serious," Yanai replied. Then his expression dimmed slightly. "...But she doesn’t like me."

Aron clicked his tongue. "With your personality? Not surprising at all."

This son of his only knew how to train day and night—how could he possibly understand how to charm a female?

"Father, stop lecturing me," Yanai said, irritation creeping into his tone. "I called you here for help."

Then, after a pause, he added bluntly, "Mother said you chased her for a long time—with all kinds of tricks—before she accepted you."

"That’s called strategy, not shameless persistence," Aron shot back, his dignity clearly wounded.

He cleared his throat and waved a hand.

"Fine. Tell me—how do you want us to help?"

It seemed things between him and the Spirit Princess were truly over.

Which meant their wolf clan would inevitably break its agreement...

But if his son had finally found someone he liked, then of course, he would support him.

"I want you to teach me," Yanai said earnestly, "how to make Nina like me."

And so, beneath the quiet canopy of night, Yanai began learning—seeking advice from Aron and the other wolf clan males.

The next day, Yanai brought Aron to the stone house.

"Nina," he said, "this is my father and my clansmen. They’d like to stay here for a while. Would that be alright?"

Nina blinked in mild surprise.

His father... came too?

She glanced around the compound.

It was already quite full. Thankfully, Chief Karo had arranged a spacious area for them earlier—otherwise, there wouldn’t have been room at all.

"...That’s fine," she said. "But we don’t have many rooms left."

"No problem," Aron replied easily. "Two rooms will do—we can squeeze in."

As he looked at her, a thought surfaced instinctively:

She really is beautiful.

But then, a faint sense of familiarity tugged at him.

Her features... reminded him of someone.

He just couldn’t place who.

At that moment, Odian walked over, holding the child in his arms.

"Nina, she wants that blue ribbon with pearls—the one for braiding her hair. I couldn’t find it. Do you have it?"

"Oh, I do," Nina said, retrieving it and handing it over. "She left it on the table a couple of days ago—I put it away."

She asked someone to arrange rooms for Aron and the others, then followed Odian back inside to braid the child’s hair.

Aron’s gaze landed on the child—and his eyes widened instantly.

A merfolk girl?

Then, more small figures came running out:

A little nine-tailed fox.

A tiny golden dragon.

His breath caught.

What is this...?

So many rare bloodlines... all in one place?

He turned sharply to Yanai.

"Where did all these children come from?"

"They’re Nina’s," Yanai replied calmly.

"...What?" Aron’s jaw nearly dropped. "You’re saying—they’re all hers? Her biological children?"

"Yes," Yanai nodded. "I delivered them myself."

Aron inhaled sharply.

Then, after a long pause, he said decisively, "...Give up."

Yanai frowned. "What do you mean?"

"You’re not worthy of her," Aron said bluntly.

She was beautiful, extraordinarily fertile, and surrounded by such powerful offspring...

Compared to her, his emotionally clueless son didn’t stand a chance.

Yanai froze.

Did you come here to help—or to discourage me?

"Father," he said through gritted teeth, "don’t forget why you came."

Aron clicked his tongue in frustration.

Fine, fine... I’ll help.

After all, this was his son.

Just as he turned toward the stone house assigned to them, a familiar figure stepped out from the side.

Aron froze, startled. "Ming? You’re here too?"

Hadn’t this old white cat gone off to find his son? How had he ended up here?

Ming had just stepped outside, intending to go find the children.

The moment he saw Aron, his heart skipped.

...This is not good.

His first instinct was to hide.

But it was too late.

And besides, he couldn’t hide forever. He still had to help his son secure a place beside Nina.

Ming forced a stiff smile. "Didn’t expect to see you here... What a coincidence."

Aron frowned slightly. "Weren’t you looking for Mino?"

Before Ming could answer, Mino stepped out behind him.

Aron blinked.

Wait... isn’t that his son?

What in the world was going on?

"Found him," Ming said quickly. "There he is."

"Hah. Your son really knows how to run—ended up all the way out here in the wilderness," Aron remarked.

Ming snorted lightly. "And your Yanai doesn’t?"

"This brat has always liked wandering—I barely see him as it is," Aron grumbled.

Then his gaze shifted to Mino, curiosity sparking.

"By the way—what happened with your son’s broken engagement?"

He remembered clearly—this cat cub had once been just as determined as his own son to call off the marriage.

If Ming’s side had also broken it off, then at least he wouldn’t be alone.

If there was scolding to be had, they’d take it together.

Ming’s brows knitted, irritation bubbling inside.

How... exactly am I supposed to answer that?