That night, Lionel sat across from Helena after Aileen had informed him that her mother was willing to meet. The weight of his discovery pressed heavily on him—two clear fang marks on Aileen's neck. Yet neither Helena nor Aileen could see them, leaving Lionel in a state of unease.
"How could neither of you see it?" Lionel's voice was laced with frustration as he tried to wrap his head around what was happening. "It's right there, clear as day."
Helena's eyes narrowed in thought. "Alpha King, are you certain of what you saw?" she asked, her tone measured.
Lionel's brow furrowed. "Do you think I would make this up? If only I can see the marks, doesn't that make it even more worrisome?"
A tense silence fell between them. Helena seemed to be contemplating her next move. After a long pause, she spoke again. "Let me check Aileen using my true power. Maybe there's something deeper at play."
