Reject My Alpha President (Iris and Arthur) novel Chapter 191

Chapter 191

Iris

I blink, surprised by Caleb’s presence. His expression is unreadable as he carefully dabs at my shirt, but there’s something in his eyes–a strange intensity that makes ine ncomfortable. It’s the same look he gave me at the hospital when we first met.

“Actually, I’ve been hoping to run into you,” Caleb says, his voice low. “Would you mind if we talked for a moment?”

Emi suddenly appears behind him. “Is there a problem here?” she asks.

Caleb’s face pales slightly, but I shake my head and offer her a smile. “Everything’s fine. We know each other.” I turn to Caleb. “What do you need to talk about?”

He rubs the back of his neck. “I was actually hoping we could talk in private.”

Hesitantly, I nod and instruct Emi to remain with Miles, handing her the tray containing our food. I follow Caleb out onto the sunlit sidewalk, where our voices won’t be so easily overheard.

“I saw your debut at the gala,” he says. “Quite the impression you made.”

My face heats. “Not exactly how I planned to introduce myself to Ordan society.”

“Few first impressions go as planned,” he says with a small smile. “But you handled it admirably. Arthur must be proud.”

“Did you just want to compliment me, or is there something else you intend to say?” I ask abruptly. Even if Selina isn’t his biological sister, I can’t imagine that the apple falls far from the tree, so it’s hard to trust him.

“Actually, there is something else.” He lowers his voice. “It’s about the DNA test. Iris, you’re a match. You’re my sister.”

I stare at him, completely dumbfounded. I know I took the DNA test during a moment of weakness, but I never actually thought it would come back positive. This has to be some kind of mistake, or maybe even a practical joke. “That’s impossible.”

“It’s true.” He reaches into his jacket and pulls out a folded stack of papers. “These are the test results. I had them verified twice.”

My hands shake as I take the documents, scanning the paragraphs. As soon as I see the words-“DNA match: Positive“—I feel the world start spinning around me.

“But… This can’t be right,” I whisper. “I’m human. I’ve always been human.”

“Is that so?” He tilts his head. “Would you have taken the DNA test if you hadn’t any reason to think you might… not be human?” When I don’t respond, he flips to the last page for me and taps the paper. “Read here.”

My throat bobs as I follow where his finger is pointing. “Possibility of Werewolf Genetics: 99.9998%.”

“You’re not human,” Caleb says gently. “You’re a werewolf, Iris. A dormant werewolf, but a werewolf nonetheless. My sister.”

I shake my head, eyes still fixed on the results. I think that I stare at the page for long enough, some kind of hidden clue that this is all fake might pop out. But nothing does. This is real, and…

This explains so much. The Mindlink power I used at the gala, the surge of energy I felt last night that made me want to bite my mate, the rapid healing…