#Chapter 96: The Intruder

Iris Arthur turns to me as we pull up to my apartment building later. “They seemed to like you.” “Your parents?” I ask, glancing at him. “Yeah, they were nice. Especially after that awkward first meeting.” He makes a noncommittal sound, staring out the windshield for a moment before turning off the engine. His profile is sharp in the dim light from the street lamps, his jaw tense. “What?” I ask, sensing there’s something he’s not saying. Arthur sighs, turning to face me. “My parents aren’t exactly what they seem, Iris. They’ve always been very… politically minded.” “Meaning?” “Meaning that their interest in Miles might not be entirely innocent. They’re shrewd Alphas. Always calculating, always planning ten steps ahead.” I frown, thinking back to their questions about Miles, their eagerness to meet him. “They seemed genuinely excited about having a grandson. Is that really so suspicious?” “I’m just saying you should be cautious with