Forbidden Temptation My Mafia Fiance's Alpha Father

Chapter 13

Chapter 13

Brooklyn

I'm in a daze, half in consciousness, half out of it.

I hear a moan.

Did that come from me?

open my eyes, frowning. Where's the car? I close my eyes. against the warm yellow light of the room. I want to wake up, but I feel sleep pressing me back down-

A prick at my finger...

I jump at it, pushing away the hands that hold my arm-

"It's all right," a woman's soft voice says. "All done now..."

Then, a man's voice...

I-swim out of the darkness, propelled by fear. I know that voice.

"...to the lab, I want fast processing. I want it compared to the bloodline..."

I shake my head, groaning. I blink, looking around the finely furnished room. I don't know this place.

I push myself up until I'm seated with my feel curled beneath

me on a chaise lounge. I'm still wearing my club outfit, but someone has buttoned a man's white shirt over top of it.

for Lena, but she feels far away.

I put my weight on my hands, I feel pain in my finger. I look down to see a

blood, the man demanding it be taken

It wasn't a dream!

the fabric of the

but they

Any option that runs. through my brain is terrifying. I stare at the door, craning my

door swings open, and I

Kenwood stands in the doorway, studying me as I stare at him.

feral, frightened creature, her wolf ready

he doesn't laugh at me or scare me any further. After a long moment, he just closes

approaches, as he reaches in his pocket,

from it, and he sighs, continuing to

knife, Brooklyn. I'm just returning

go still, glancing between his

I leap forward to snatch it out of his palm, but he yanks it away, putting out his other hand

his voice all authority.

you

at him,

if you don't

says, leaning forward to loom over me, his voice merely a whisper, "I'll flush this knife down the drain,

and nod, my eyes on my mother's knife, desperate to get it back. It's the only personal thing I

Knox?" he asks, straightening up and

a stray strand of my hair around my

like that? "She gave it

thinking. "When did she give it to

her will. My dad told me to carry it always,