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.

Almost as if he knew I was about to say something I'd deeply regret, Aden's voice rings out behind me, cool and calm. I close my eyes in

cast it aside. Aden is beneath him in rank,

news, Remington, is that our engagement pact is going to hold up, after all these years. Your daughter is engaged to my son." He nods at Hudson, who steps forward. "I anticipate that the wedding will be swift, within the next few months, if it

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

can they be engaged, when you just found her yesterday?"

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

suddenly realize that this was always the plan. To give Remington back his daughter and claim her as

It was a way to mark me. To show clearly who I belonged

more than anything: the last remaining

must be in on it

Hudson. Because Hudson, too, is a player in this game, moving me around

so, against

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

attention back to me and I see his face soften. Truly, he is

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

my mother," I say in a rush,