Chapter 18

Chapter 18

Brooklyn

I am the last to arrive.

"Brooklyn," Jolie gasps, and my head snaps directly to look at her. She's seated on a plush couch, her clothing torn and her face smeared with makeup.

At least whatever damage Davis did to her wasn't permanent and she was able to heal quickly.

I take a few steps towards her but Aden, standing by the fireplace, clears his throat. I hold myself back, knowing I have a part to play.

I look between Jolie and my dad, who is seated next to her.

"Brooklyn," my dad gasps, taking in my gorgeous dress, my polished countenance. "Are you..."

"I'm fine," I say, setting my shoulders back.

"Please," my father says, turning his attention to Aden. "Let them go. Take me. I'll take whatever punishment

"No," Aden cuts in, not even looking at him, just staring at me. His green eyes slice into me, his wolf flashing with an emotion I can't place. "You're worthless to me."

"Stephen," I say, internally cringing at hearing myself use my father's given name. "I can't forgive you for your betrayal."

His mouth falls open.

him, is baffled.

away from my real

scraping by, I could have had yachts, private

tell them the truth, to stop with these lies, but Aden's gaze sits heavy on my shoulders. This is the only way I can save them.

can only hope my lies convince

falls open

devastated. "We can call

heart breaks, but I paint a sneer

to go back to my real family. What's it going to take to leave me alone? Fifty

I'm

made me a similar offer only a few days ago. I know exactly the disgust that my dad

at me. "No,

her and say the

of. "Why would I want to go back

you, a stripper and

when I could

all

raise my arms to indicate everything that Aden's

nail in the coffin, I slowly cross the room and stand next to Aden.

faces go

mention that Hudson

around my shoulders, claiming me as part

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