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.

calm. I close my eyes in relief at the sound, remembering he is still right there. I know, deep

him. Unlike Aden, he chose to be an Alpha. He didn't cast it aside. Aden is

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

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

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

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

between Hudson and his father, and then over at mine, and suddenly realize that this was always the plan.

It was a way to mark

thing Remington wants more than anything: the last remaining piece

must be in

angry I could scream. It doesn't matter what I want, whether or not I want to marry Hudson. Because Hudson, too, is a player in this game, moving me around like

open my mouth to say so, against my better

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

I see his face soften.

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

mother," I say in a rush, before I