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.

next to him, is baffled. "Brooklyn, what are you talking

my real life. I'm the daughter of

by, I could have had yachts,

the only way I can save

only hope my lies convince

mouth falls open in

dad says, devastated. "We can call

but I paint a sneer on my

my real family. What's it going to

want, I'm sure it

few days ago. I know exactly the disgust that my

head at me. "No, this isn't you,

turn on her and

I want

a

when I could

all

my arms to indicate

the room and stand next to

faces

I forget to mention that Hudson and I are engaged

my shoulders, claiming me as

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