“He’s my son! I’m only trying to protect him from getting hurt.”
“Just hear me out completely, Alpha.”
“Call me Elijah, please. I’ve asked you before.”
She paused with her mouth hanging open slightly.
“No, thank you. Listen, Alpha—you absolutely need to let him spend time around children his own age. He needs to be able to express himself and interact without the constant watchful eye of his father monitoring everything. You’re always around him, you personally homeschool him, you’re the only one who plays with him regularly, you’re literally everywhere in his life. He needs space to be around his peers.”
I understood exactly what she was trying to explain.
“No. Kids can be incredibly cruel and mean. I don’t want them to hurt him.”
“I completely understand your concern, but you also
