Forbidden Temptation My Mafia Fiance's Alpha Father

Chapter 5

Chapter 5

Brooklyn

I hesitate, settling down in my chair across from Aden.

He's all feral wolf, and instead of feeling like the strong she-wolf I am, I feel like a doe waiting to feel his teeth sink into my neck for the kill.

His wolf flares in his eyes as he stares at me, almost as if he could leap across the table at any moment and gobble me up.

Images flash through my mind of my skirt hiked up around my waist while Aden Kenwood buries his face between my thighs, literally gobbling me up...

I give myself a mental shake.

Nope. This is Hudson's father-mafia king, powerful shifter, and bad, bad news.

That's why Hudson has a bodyguard, that's why he has so much money.

I quirk my head to the side, still staring at Kenwood, realizing that this is also why Hudson is hiding his sexuality. Many of the powerful wolf packs and crimes families in Grayling City are notoriously

conservative, and family is everything. A gay son would never be accepted in some packs-especially a son that is expected to provide an heir.

I can't imagine being Hudson...having to hide who I loved, pretending to love someone else.

myself back to the here and now, I realize that the man in front of me is smiling, just slightly,

response to him, thinking about his head buried between my legs...there's no

jaw, reminding myself that he is

traitor my wolf

feeling my heat for this man. Not

back to

done this a thousand times, Brooklyn! I remind myself. You could do

please state your name and place of birth?" I ask,

Kenwood says slowly, "that

leans back, studying

to glare

But, unfortunately, he's right.

information. I quickly fill out the

once again by the grim, lethal quality to

all jagged edges and rough shards...and some dark part of me wants to cut my teeth on

feeling a shiver pass through me,

the thought and try to focus on what I'm

Lena, whines at me, and I

off-kilter that I actually have to look down and read the words I'd

a personal and psychological nature," I say, giving the canned speech I'm required to say to all inmates. "The state does require that you answer all questions fully and honestly as part of

response, and I look up at him, a knee-jerk reaction to an unresponsive patient.

forward to rest his elbows on his knees, "what gives you the right to ask me anything about

by such a question. "The