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.

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 to me.

to be an Alpha. He didn't cast it aside. Aden is beneath him in rank,

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

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

be engaged, when you just found her yesterday?" Hudson is

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

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

our engagement. It was a way to mark me. To

thing Remington wants more than anything: the last

be in

or not I want to marry Hudson. Because Hudson, too, is a player in this game, moving me around like the pawn that

my mouth to say so, against my better judgment,

of us. His eyes are still wary, like he's playing along, waiting to see how all of this plays

face soften. Truly, he is a man of many

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 and confused. Then, I surprise myself by speaking, despite my wariness around

like to know more about my mother," I say