Reject My Alpha President (Iris and Arthur) novel Chapter 49

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“Next!” the security officer calls out.

I say

“Miles, buddy, it’s our turn,” I say gently, holding out my hand. “Come on, let’s take our shoes off. Remember how much fun you had last time we did this? Getting to walk through the big scanner?”

Miles suddenly stops, his big eyes turning as wide as saucers as he looks up at the stern security officer. He looks around at the line of people, the buckets of shoes and bags going through the scanners, the woman on the other end checking people with a handheld wand.

And then, out of nowhere, he just… snaps.

One moment Miles is standing upright, holding his little dinosaur carry–on, and the next he’s on the floor, kicking and screaming and pounding his fists.

Everyone turns to look at us. Brian and Liam try to make their way over, but are stopped by security since they already went

through the checkpoint.

“Ma’am, please control your child,” the security officer huffs, folding his arms across his chest.

Sighing, I crouch down to Miles‘ level and try to scoop him up. “I know it’s tough, buddy, but we have to-”

He doesn’t hear me. He just screams even louder and kicks me firmly in the chest, making me lose my breath and drawing the

attention of half the airport at this point.

I curse softly, scratching my head. Miles hasn’t thrown a tantrum like this in years, but when they used to be more common when

he was a toddler, the best thing to do was to allow him to let it out and then take him somewhere safe to calm down.

But here, obviously, we don’t have the luxury of doing that. People are staring, security is getting frustrated, and every time I try

to touch Miles, his screaming just ramps up until it feels like my ears are going to start bleeding.

“Miles,” I say, my voice trembling, “please, let’s just go-”

More screams. More kicking More frustration.

“Lady, get out of the way!”

“Control your kid!”

“Humans and their unruly spawn…”

security. “The plane is going to board soon and now I have to get back at the end of the line.”

But when I reach for Miles, he clutches Arthur tighter, shaking his head. “No! I don’t want to go!”

I hate to say this, but frustration lances through me. Here’s Arthur, swooping in after not being a part of our lives for five years,

and suddenly he’s the superhero. Meanwhile, I’ve been toiling all this time, just trying my hardest to make sure Miles was cared

for.

But I control myself, not wanting to take it out on Miles. It’s not his fault.

“You’re not leaving, Iris,” Arthur says calmly, and it’s only now that I notice his Beta pushing his way toward us with an official-

looking document in his hands. “I won’t let you.”

My lips part, but it’s too late. Ezra holds up the paper, and it’s a fucking warrant for my arrest.

“Iris,” Ezra says, handing me the warrant, “you are under arrest by order of the Alpha President of Ordan. Please come with us.”