Forbidden Temptation My Mafia Fiance's Alpha Father

Chapter 29

Chapter 29 Brooklyn

I realize, suddenly, that although Remington is my real father, I am terrified of him.

That if this is what he's like the first time meeting his daughter, then I can't imagine the kind of things my mother must have gone through. The moods she must have experienced, the cruelty, enough to make her pack up and leave him, to give up everything she'd ever known to keep me away.

And yet here I am, in the place she was so desperate to leave behind.

I know I didn't have a choice. I know Aden threatened Stephen and Jolie. But somehow, I wish I could have fought harder against all of this.

"You cannot hurt him," I say through gritted teeth. "He let me go."

"That doesn't change the fact that he stole you in the first place."

I clench my fists by my side. How much denial could a person be in? Stephen didn't steal my mother. She ran. And that's Remington's fault, not his.

voice rings out behind me, cool and calm. I close my eyes in relief at the sound, remembering he is still right there. I know, deep down, he won't let anything happen to me. "There

angry eyes flash toward him. Unlike Aden, he chose to be an Alpha. He didn't cast it

all these years. Your daughter is engaged to my son." He nods at Hudson, who steps

in his throat. I can only imagine how

when you just found

he says, standing up straighter. "We were already dating, actually." No mention, conveniently, of the

always the plan. To give Remington back his daughter and claim her as their own,

giant, sparkling ring on my finger was never really about our engagement. It was

wants more than anything: the last remaining piece

Hudson must be

Because Hudson, too, is a player in this game, moving me around like the pawn that

against my better judgment, but Remington interrupts

eyes are still wary, like he's playing along, waiting to see how all of this plays out. "A uniting of the families will do a lot for us both. I've looked for my daughter for so

back to me and I see his face soften.

a momentous evening. Meeting my long lost daughter on the eve of her engagement to an organization, a family, worthy of my own pack." He takes both my hands in his own, kissing them quickly. When he releases me, I give him a small smile, though inside I am twisted

mother," I say in a rush, before I can lose