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.

we both sit quietly

the same situation. I'm not married to a man I clearly love, having borne his

my face in those albums, it feels

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

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

was I going to die

into tears again, fear and

arms around my

to miss her, you know," he

it would be like if Hudson could love me the way I want someone to love

I know it's

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

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

arms over his chest,

but Hudson responds to him

a hard day, dad," he

his son. "Dry your tears and come down

again, working hard to stop crying. It's so embarrassing to cry in front of someone like Aden, who always has it together-but I

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

with the Alpha inside of

harder as he yells

just completely overwhelmed. Even my wolf doesn't know how to handle me right now. She's on edge with too

fear. "Stop that!" he yells, pounding a fist against the wall. Hair is starting to sprout on the back of his

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