Forbidden Temptation My Mafia Fiance's Alpha Father

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 most powerful Alphas in the underworld and beyond, but

lose more of my nerve. I stand awkwardly in front of him, and Hudson quietly takes my hand, giving it a squeeze of

Remington asks, a

paperwork upstairs, and you can have it verified by whoever you want. But, with that kind of

returns his gaze to me, staring for a moment. Then, he shocks me again by breathing out

but you look like your mother,"

the glimmer of tears in his eyes. My heart goes out to him then. He's a solid rock of a man, but I can

is she?"

question, I blurt out

grimacing inwardly at

face falls minutely. Surely, after all these years, he knew it would be unlikely that she would be alive, but

room, but I see the wolf flashing in his

his voice coming

one to tell him. "I was young-I had

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

was the love of his life. "How did it happen." It's not a question, it's a demand. His eyes are boring

voice hardly more than a whisper now. "They said...they said she went fast.

then turns his head away,

been laid to rest?" Remington

her ashes in a small, wooded area near our home, a place she loved to go and be with nature. I can take you there if you

Remington is vulnerable, trying