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.

hand and we both sit quietly together, having our separate

I'm not in precisely the same situation. I'm not

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

really doomed to repeat it? Will I, too, find reason to flee from this world, to try everything I can

that too much of a coincidence? For a Don's bride to be killed so shortly after she

I going to die young as

burst into tears again, fear and sorrow and

his arms around

miss her, you

if Hudson could love me the way I

he has it all wrong. I know it's okay

feel when the door

the doorway, and I know I should stop crying, but I

this?" Aden asks, crossing his arms over his chest, taking in Hudson's morose expression and my flood of

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

hard day,

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

stop crying. It's so embarrassing to cry in front

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

are hungry," Aden says, his voice low and tinged with the Alpha inside of him. "You've barely eaten

to come harder as he

know how to handle me right now. She's on edge

see the anger in his 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 of his hands, and his