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."

and Hudson then, and I

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

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

my features in

but with my red hair and pale skin,

glance quickly at Aden and Hudson-with their dark skin,

Lennox, handing the pictures back to him. "I'm learning so

you have so much more to learn," he says, giving

party goes late, with everyone drinking

DJ comes out. It's not a bad

a poor time. Or, at least, not a good one. He's very stern, always glancing around the room, looking over everyone who comes to say

as he looks critically at

have a good time? Is it an

of "alpha" even though he isn't

watching him because he

when our

over me, but I shrug and shimmy my shoulders,