Forbidden Temptation My Mafia Fiance's Alpha Father

Chapter 7

Chapter 7 Brooklyn

"I'm just saying," Jolie says as she slides an omelet out onto a plate. "It's a red flag when a guy doesn't want to meet her friends and family. I mean, who even is this guy, anyway? She's never even told us his name."

I stop dead on the stairs at hearing her words, just three steps away from the kitchen. I stay still, hoping to hear what Jolie and Dad really think.

Hopefully, they haven't scented that I'm home yet, and are too wrapped up in their conversation to be tuned into their wolves.

"And I'm just saying, I think you should trust Brooklyn a little more. She's a smart girl." Dad turns and looks directly at me. "Aren't you, kiddo?"

I scowl, embarrassed to be caught eavesdropping. I should have known that Dad's senses were too finely honed to miss that I was there. I take the final steps down into the kitchen and give Dad a kiss on the cheek, sitting down in the chair next to him.

"I'm smart, but I'm not a kid anymore. Time to update the nickname."

"Never," he says, smiling at me. "You're my kiddo forever. Or, I could go back to calling you 'puppers' instead."

I mock gag and roll my eyes.

Jolie brings me a plate of eggs, patting me on the head. Even though we're not related by blood, she treats me just as any condescending big sister would.

with Stephen and Jolie when Stephen married my

relation. I have no memories

her chair across from me. She's always excited to talk about boys. "There must be something about him, especially

relationship has already ended in disaster. I'll make something up

worse than

and dig into my eggs. "He's not like the

loud and annoying. He's...different. A gentleman," I

long, I can't help but add internally.

things slow. He probably didn't even want to kiss

days to think about it, and as hurt as I

did.

a lot of packs

gay is one of the worst things you

Some packs accept surrogacy in order to continue the bloodline, but

care about the being gay part...it's all about the pups. So weird. And

have a different perspective. But really, Dad

Jolie asks, raising an eyebrow, her

look up at her, confused, and