Forbidden Temptation My Mafia Fiance's Alpha Father

Chapter 55

Chapter 55 Brooklyn

Louisa turns her eyes to me as soon as I am seated, the baby in her lap staring at me curiously. "Hello, Brooklyn," she says, her face cold.

But hey, at least she's talking to me.

"Hello," I say, giving her as much of a smile as I can manage. I can't stand her, and she has been nothing but unkind. But I can't afford to make her even more of an enemy. Not only is she mated to my biological father, she's mated to a powerful Alpha. Which means she holds power.

Logan peeks around her to give me a happy wave, which I return.

My father, on Logan's other side, turns to me as well. "We wanted to apologize, Brooklyn, as a family. For the events at our house yesterday."

"Oh," I say, waving a hand to dismiss it, even though it was a disaster. "I understand that it's...awkward. That I'm a new addition, and that I screwed up some of your plans. I'm...sorry about that, by the way." I look into Louisa's face as I say it.

"Not a new addition, Brooklyn," my father says, looking at me steadily. "A loved one returned to us after a long parting."

"Yes," Louisa says, her voice low and rehearsed. "You are a member of this family."

eyes flick to Aden and Hudson then, and

dinner proceeds blandly. The food is good, the chitchat a

family history, then, with Lennox showing me pictures of my grandparents and telling me about their journey to America from Italy. They wanted to find a different pack life for themselves, and wolf shifters in America were more accepted at

the old photos curiously, trying to see pieces of my features in their faces. I've never really considered, before, that I'm

thought much about my ethnicity, but with my red hair and pale

quickly at Aden and Hudson-with their dark skin, thick black hair, and Roman

me these," I say to Lennox, handing the pictures back to him. "I'm learning

more to learn," he says,

party goes late, with everyone

point, a DJ comes out. It's not a bad time,

to be having a poor time. Or, at least, not a good one. He's very stern, always glancing around the

him as he looks critically at an

a good time? Is it an

project the image of

watching him because he turns his attention

cheeks flush when our

know what comes over me, but I shrug and shimmy my shoulders, encouraging