Chapter 28

Chapter 28

Brooklyn

"Kenwood," the shifter says, not smiling. Aden accepts the hand, shaking it.

"So glad you could come, Remington," is all Aden says, before resting his hands at his sides again. He's clearly making space for Remington to take the lead.

But for such a powerful Alpha, Remington seems unsure of what exactly to do. He doesn't make eye contact with me, merely nodding his head in my direction. "So. Is this her?"

Aden nods, putting a hand between my shoulder blades.

There. I can feel it. That connection, that power between us. Whereas until now I've found it unsettling, in this moment, it gives me strength.

Encouraged, I raise my chin and shift my shoulders back, willing my father to look at me. I am not here to be ignored. I am not a horse at auction. Though from the way he is behaving, I all but expect him to pull money out of his pocket and start examining my hooves.

"Remington," Aden says, his voice strong and clear, "this is Brooklyn Knox. Your daughter."

My biological father.

After all these years, here he is, standing right in front of me. And none of this is making any sense.

the underworld and beyond, but

Aden. Every moment that he fails to address me directly, I lose more of my nerve. I stand awkwardly in front of him, and Hudson quietly

real, Kenwood?" Remington asks, a threat behind his

and you can have it verified by whoever you

he shocks me again by breathing out a huge breath of air

like your

in his eyes. My heart goes out to him then. He's a solid rock of a man, but I can see that deep

is she?"

out the first

grimacing inwardly at my

be unlikely that she would

he had when he entered the room, but I see the wolf flashing in his eyes, howling in pain. I bite my lip, knowing that the news

his voice coming out raspier than

sorry to be the one to

this exchange. I always assumed that whatever happened between my mother and my biological father, it was fleeting, that she was more of

acting like she was the love of his life. "How did it happen."

more than a whisper now.

sharply and then turns his head away,

where has she been laid to rest?" Remington

wooded area near our home, a place she loved to go and be with nature. I can take you there if you like," I say, my

whiplash. One minute Remington

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