Chapter 0217


    “But I have, haven''t I?”


    “Not immediately.”


    “If I didn''t, it means what I was engaged in was truly important. I always report to you as quickly as I


    can when you summon me. So please father, be reasonable.” I say, making sure to keep my voice


    as low as possible.


    Challenging him like this is already a dangerous move on my end. Thatst thing I want is to make


    him feel like I''m trying to disrespect him.


    He looks at me so hard that I have to beg my soul not to leave me alone here. He finally shakes his


    head and clears his throat.


    “Haven''t you found your mate yet?”


    His question dissolves all the bones in my body. I''m a pile of flesh with no support and I''m going to


    prop down on the floor very soon.


    “Father how…”


    “If you haven''t…” He cuts me off. “You should choose one like Alpha Reagan has done. You''re the


    Delta of this pack. You need to find a women to settle with. A woman to bring forth your heir.


    Choose one now or I''ll do so for you.”


    “There''s no need for you to do that.” I quickly deny his suggestion. “I can choose a wife on my own.”


    This is the moment where I tell him I''ve found my mate already, but if I dare to do that, he''ll want to


    know who she is and there''s no way I''ll be able to keep that information from him.


    “She must be from a powerful and wealthy family. She must be smart and strong and most


    importantly, she must be a Lycan.” He firmly lists out his requirements and Iugh internally.


    “Do you want me to find a woman for yourself or for me?”


    “What?”


    “You''re listing qualities of the kind of women you''re attracted to.”


    “I''m listing the qualities of the kind of woman who''s deserving of being your wife. The mother of the


    future Delta of this pack. A daughter-inw of this family.”


    “I don''t consider wealth or power or influence of a family when looking for the women I''d love to


    spend the rest of my life with. Those things are irrelevant. Wealthy families raise brats as much as


    they raise well-mannered daughters. Same goes with the less privileged families. Also, Werewolves


    can be strong and smart and powerful. Lycans aren''t the only ones capable of possessing those


    qualities, so I don''t know why you keep insisting I marry a Lycan girl.”


    “Take a look at your sister. She''s…”


    “...a spoiled, mean and self-centered brat with the most repulsive attitude I''ve ever seen in my entire


    life.” I rudely cut him off and he nearly bursts with anger.


    “You will not talk about your sister like that!”


    “The woman I choose will be nothing like Alina. I''d rather stay single or better still, die, than marry a


    woman like Alina.” I firmly decipher and he swallows dryly. His gaze darkens with rage.


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    I''m sure he knows he spoiled Alina. There''s no way he isn''t aware of that fact. He got too busy


    terrorising me into bing the perfect Delta and forgot about the fact that he had another child to


    discipline.


    “If you choose a girl whose not worthy of being a part of this family, I will reject her.”


    “Go ahead and try, see if I won''t walk out that door and never return. See if I won''t choose her over


    you.”


    “KYLE!” He scolds my name in fury.


    “FATHER!” I do the same and he goes still on his spot. “I’m not the little boy you used order around


    anymore. I respect you a lot. I love you, but you need to know your ce. There are decisions you


    can''t take in my life anymore and choosing the woman I''ll marry is one of them. Know that and know


    peace.”


    He huffs and looks away from me.


    “And I''ll have children when I''m ready. There''s no rush.”


    “I thought I trained you the right way, but I guess I was wrong.” He looks at me. “You can''t even


    obey me anymore.”


    “This has got nothing to do with obedience…”


    “Enough!” He cuts me off with a firm handshow. “Leave.”


    “Father.” My voice is a broken whisper.


    “I said Get. Out!” He roars. “And only return when you have important news to share with me.”


    Tears burn at the back of eyelids as I watch him head for the staircase.


    I thought this authoritative nature of his will change with age, but I was wrong.


    Father will never stop wanting to be in control of my life.