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.

baffled. "Brooklyn, what

"Didn't you hear? Dad's been keeping me away from my real life. I'm the daughter of an Alpha, a mafia boss, someone who can

scraping by, I could have had yachts,

me screams to 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

only hope my

mouth falls open

dad says, devastated. "We can call the police!

heart breaks, but I paint a sneer

to my real family. What's

you want, I'm sure

days

shakes her head at me.

her

"Why would I want to

you, a stripper

I

all

indicate everything that

the room and stand next to Aden. "By the way, have you

family's faces

boyfriend's father. Did I forget to mention that Hudson and I are

my shoulders, claiming me as part of his

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