Forbidden Temptation My Mafia Fiance's Alpha Father

Chapter 8

Chapter 8

Brooklyn

Blood rushes to my face, and I know it has to be bright red. How the hell did she know?!

"Oh my god," she says, leaning forward, all eagerness. "Is he!?"

"No!" I protest, stabbing at my eggs more with my fork. "He's —"

Whatever I was going to say is drowned out by Jolie's roar of laughter.

Jolie means well, but she's not great at filtering her responses. She's always been over the top, and that's part of what makes her great. That she's so unapologetically herself.

But it also is part of what makes her not so great at times.

Like right now when I want to melt into the tiled floor.

"Come on, Jolie," Dad says sternly after a few moments of her laughing and watching my embarrassment. "I'm sure this young man is a great guy." He looks at me then, a little pity in his eyes. "Like she says, he's just a gentleman.'

"Okay, okay." Jolie wipes away tears of mirth. "I just want more for our Brooklyn baby! You deserve passion in your relationship, as well as respect and...book talk, or whatever you do." She shrugs. "I'm very happy," I mutter, finishing my eggs as quick as I can.

"Come down to the club with me." Jolie reaches out and takes my hand. I can tell that she's trying to make amends. "I'm not working tonight, and we can go have some fun! We'll get free drinks, and you can meet the girls! Plus, maybe we can find you some hot, sexy wolf or some broody vamp willing to...show you the ropes."

Jolie has been a night owl, working at various clubs

get you more in touch with your body, get your blood flowing." She dances in her

a bubbly personality, it's hard not

it," I say, finishing my plate. "I've got some

rolls her eyes, scooping up her plate and mine. "You work way too much. Have some

living room. He picks up his paper,

leagues for shifters? It would be so much more exciting than watching all of these

moved on from the conversation now

profession, I wondered if it bothered Dad. But he just said that

what she wants, so why not go

said, "as long as she respects herself, why should

willful she-wolf, and I won't stand

at the memory, grateful yet again for such a

the living room, I get on my laptop and open a search engine. My mind drifts to Jolie's idea that I should get more in touch with my body and my instincts. My cheeks grow red for what feels like the millionth time today and I find myself typing "Aden

iel

The news channel that Dad watches every night calls Aden Kenwood the Werewolf Mafia King-or just "the Wolf King sometimes, to appeal to the human demographic

his dirty

in front of a tech company in

he's a great boss. Still another... God, is that

are reports and articles about packs wanting to form and make him their Alpha.

my hair in my hands, passively starting to braid it as I look through the results, trying to match what I'm

the couch, grabbing the laptop out