Reject My Alpha President (Iris and Arthur) novel Chapter 180

Chapter 180

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Mother scoffs. “I’m not impressed. Maybe if she weren’t so preoccupied with that hobby of hers, she could actually focus on what’s important: her family.”

“Painting isn’t a hobby,” I counter. “It’s her profession. And she’s damn good at it. You saw her work.”

Father scoffs. “It’s derivative at best.”

“Like you know anything about art,” I growl.

“The ‘art‘ is beside the point,” Mother cuts in. “That human is not fit to be your mate, Arthur. Surely you can see that now.”

I clench my jaw. “No, I can’t. Because that’s bullshit. She’s the best thing that’s ever happened to me, and I’m proud to say she’s my mate.”

“We could look past the fact that she’s a human if she only tried to do the right thing, but she insists on living in a shoebox,” Father sneers. “Not to mention the fact that she feeds your son processed garbage.”

“A wolf cub who won’t eat meat unless his Alpha father prepares it,” Mother says, shaking her head with disdain. “He can barely even look us in the eye, and he speaks so little and so simply for his age. That boy needs help, Arthur. He needs proper guidance.”

Anger heats my chest. “Miles is perfect exactly as he is. And Iris is an exceptional mother.”

“For a human, perhaps,” Father says dismissively. “But not for an Alpha pup. He needs to be with his own kind, learning our ways. And if she won’t put aside her own desires for his sake, then you need to take initiative.”

“What exactly are you suggesting?”

Mother and Father exchange a look, some silent communication passing between them. I know that look well; it was a look I saw them exchange often throughout my childhood, and it always preceded some kind of ultimatum or punishment.

Then Father turns back to me. “Take the boy,” he says simply. “Claim Alpha’s Heir. It’s your right.”

I stare at them, momentarily speechless. “You want me to take Miles away from Iris? His mother?”

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