Forbidden Temptation My Mafia Fiance's Alpha Father

Chapter 56

Chapter 56

Brooklyn

"Really?" I ask, nodding to the bartender who hands me a glass of wine. "Are we really cousins?" "Sure," he says, laughing. "I'm Alexander, this is Carter," he says, indicating the slightly smaller version of himself next to him. "And our sister Audrey."

I raise my eyebrows in surprise. "Wow, it's really nice to meet you all."

"Not quite cousins," Audrey corrects him, leaning in familiarly to talk to me.

Her words are just a little bit slurred. Not sloppy, but I can tell she's had a couple of drinks. "We're second cousins! Your dad is our mom's cousin, which means-" she screws up her face in thought, thinking, "— we have great-grandparents in common. Then again, most wolf shifters can trace themselves back to some common family member."

I take a sip from my glass. "Um, my family-I mean, the family I was adopted into-we didn't pay a lot of attention to that sort of thing. So to find out I have great-grandparents and second cousins all in one day..."

I raise my eyebrows in emphasis, and they laugh, nodding.

"Yeah," Alexander says. "It must be a lot, to go from nothing into a big Italian wolf pack like this."

Something about the way he says that gets under my skin. Sure, we didn't have an extended family, but where I came from was hardly nothing.

Before I can protest, Audrey speaks.

says with a big smile. "Because you were our little redheaded Baby

that. Baby Brooklyn... Only one other person calls me that— "We used

Alexander says sharply then, nudging her with

her mouth. She rushes to continue, then, trying to move the conversation on. "Yeah, anyway, I remember you when you were so

Aden is by my

looking sternly at my new cousins. "Did you have some trouble getting your drink?" Alexander, Carter, and

gesturing towards them. "These are my

on," he says, ignoring them and taking

at them and grimace a little, shrugging as I let him pull me away. They all give me a little wave. As I walk away, I see

I murmur to Aden when we're

to the table. "And

and shakes his

going to come to these things to

and turns away to survey

are starting to filter out, I notice. It's definitely a smaller crowd

our table, I notice that my father and stepmother are gone, which, I can't explain it, just

looking for them. "A problem with the baby," he

me, though, and I

very closely at the people left in the room now, who have, indeed, grown a little quiet. There are very few children

Looking, largely, at us.

hand then and just as he grips