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.

to say something I'd deeply regret, Aden's 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

angry eyes flash toward him. Unlike Aden, he chose to be an Alpha. He didn't cast it aside. Aden is beneath him in rank, but he isn't acting like

daughter is engaged to my son." He nods at Hudson, who steps forward. "I anticipate that the wedding will

throat. I can only imagine how his pack, those that do his

a trick," he says. "How can they be engaged, when you just found her yesterday?" Hudson is the one

already dating, actually." No mention, conveniently, of the fact that we broke up well before this ring ever landed

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

finger was never really about our engagement. It was a way to mark me. To show

thing Remington wants more than anything: the

must be in

doesn't matter what I want, whether or not I want to marry Hudson. Because Hudson, too, is a player

against my better

looking between the three of us. His 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

turns his attention back to me and I see his face soften. Truly, he is a man of many moods

both my hands in his own, kissing them quickly. When he releases me, I give him a small smile, though inside I

about my mother," I say in a rush, before I