Forbidden Temptation My Mafia Fiance's Alpha Father

Chapter 48

Chapter 48

Brooklyn

I sit there sobbing on my bed, when I hear the door creak open. Hudson's dark head appears. "Brooklyn?" he calls, hesitating. "Can I come in?"

"Sure," I say, wiping at my eyes.

"Are you alright?" he asks, pressing the door closed and coming to sit next to me on the bed.

I nod, sniffing and working to contain myself.

"Just...looking through old pictures." I gesture towards the album.

Hudson picks it up and leafs through it.

"Wow," he says, looking between me and the woman on the page. "Brooklyn, she looks just like you."

"I know," I say, my eyes wide. "Obviously, I remember what she looks like, from when I was a kid, but...I didn't realize I'd grown to resemble her so much."

He nods, still leafing through. Then he looks at me. "I can see how this would be hard for you. I never, ever go through my mom's old albums."

I nod, reaching out a hand for his, understanding.

Life can be so hard, especially when you've lost a parent. It's a fine line between wanting to remember them and missing them so horribly that all you want to do is run from the feeling.

squeezes my hand and we both sit

I'm not married to a man I clearly love, having borne

some ways, seeing my face in those albums, it feels like it's all happening, all over again— repeating the

I, too, find reason to flee from this world, to try everything I can to leave it behind and build

is that too much

going

into tears again, fear and sorrow and

arms around my

her,

wonder, once again, what it would be like if Hudson could love me the way I

has it all wrong. I know it's okay to miss her. But that's not what

try and articulate what I feel when the door opens again, this

I

all this?" Aden asks, crossing his arms over his chest, taking in Hudson's

crying too hard to answer, but Hudson responds to him with a

just having a hard day, dad," he says. "Leave

says, ignoring his son. "Dry your tears and come down to eat before it

embarrassing to cry in front of someone like

my tears. "I'm not -" Hiccup.

Aden says, his voice low and tinged with the Alpha inside of him.

harder as

completely overwhelmed. Even my wolf doesn't know how to handle me

face turn into something else worry, pity, even fear. "Stop that!" he yells, pounding a fist against the wall. Hair is starting to sprout on the back