Chapter 33

Chapter Brooklyn

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After my frustrating interaction with Aden, it's a relief to see Hudson's face when he opens his door a few moments later.

I push past him and flop down on his bed, groaning.

"What's wrong?" he asks, coming to sit next to me. "Are you alright?"

"I'm fine," I murmur, even though I am anything but.

Aden is such a stubborn jerk. He portrays himself as this powerful figure, this mafia boss with Alpha blood, but when it comes down to it, he won't do what he needs to do to save himself.

All because of some stupid idea he has that being vulnerable would make him truly weak.

For now, I push my feelings about Aden to the side and choose to distract myself with my surroundings. The room is tastefully decorated in shades of brown and green that match Hudson's eyes. It's different than the rest of the house, like he's made it his own little haven. Beautiful furniture, shelves of books, what look like expensive photographs on the wall.

"Is this what you do all day?" I ask. After all, he couldn't be more different from the rest of his family. Who does he talk to? Who could possibly understand him?

Hudson shrugs. "Yeah, I mostly stay in here." He nods to his desk, which holds an expensive-looking computer monitor and more books. "I keep busy."

get bored?"

"But doesn't everyone?" His brows knit together as he looks

kind of body that

wonder I fell for him so

ever get to

replies. "Don't forget, you met me outside of this

let's go," I say, with big, excited eyes, even though I already know what

now. Not for

fall

be like this, Brooklyn," he murmurs, and I can see in his face that he really is sorry. "Once everything dies down,

me and taking my hand. His are big and warm. "Some people

so I really hear what he says next. "Soon you'll be

teeth, not buying it. "Sure, I can have whatever I want, except, you know, the

when I burst his bubble. "I

down at my hands. I know he means

power that

to the side, and I know

your own mate?" I try, leaning forward eagerly. "Instead of being

of did pick you, Brooklyn. And you picked me. Even before I

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