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.

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

about his head buried between my legs...there's no way

myself that he

much of a traitor my wolf and my body are right

is NO way I'm feeling my heat for this man. Not

back to my papers, nervously

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

state your name and place of birth?" I ask, trying to regain control of the

slowly, "that you're already aware

back,

eyes to glare

But, unfortunately, he's right.

in Grayling City knows this information. I quickly fill out

him, struck once again by the grim, lethal

rough shards...and some dark part of me wants

me, tapping its fingers down my spine.

try to focus on what

at me,

that I actually have to look down and read the

the questions that I ask. you today will be of 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

him, a knee-jerk reaction to an unresponsive patient. He's smirking at

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

unnerved by such a question. "The