Forbidden Temptation My Mafia Fiance's Alpha Father

Chapter 62

Chapter 62 Aden

We spend the rest of the day at the stables. I leave her alone, going around to visit the other horses under my care, checking in with the grooms and the manager to ensure that everything is running smoothly. When the trainer arrives, I point him in Brooklyn's direction.

Half an hour later, I'm pleased to see Brooklyn leading her saddled horse to the riding area.

I lean against the door of the barn, watching at a distance as the trainer runs Brooklyn through the basics

of riding, showing her the horse's gaits on a long lead while Brooklyn is still on the ground.

It's a special thrill, though, when I watch Brooklyn put on her velvet helmet and lead her horse over to the mounting block.

The joy on her face when she sits astride Heathcliff's back for the first time—a little chill runs down my spine, and a strange sensation, a feeling comes over me.

I realize, uncomfortably, that I'm happy.

Last night, in the car, seeing Brooklyn shake like that-the shock, the trauma in every muscle-it was one of the worst feelings of my life.

I frown, thinking of it now, of my extreme reaction to Brooklyn's physical danger.

I'm the Mafia King, for heaven's sake, and furthermore, I have Alpha blood.

I lead powerful humans and wolves...I shouldn't be this torn up over a little girl.

It's not like I haven't lost people to this business before, haven't put loved ones on the line on an almost- daily basis.

So what is it about this girl that makes me absolutely terrified at the thought of her in danger, or in pain?

uncomfortable with the answer

I want her on a physical level. God, every day I'm confronted with that

other feeling,

shake my head, unwilling to delve into

from his spot at the

Brooklyn, who

lean against the ring's fence, the trainer gives me an assuring

resting a comfortable hand

touch, and the trainer, grimacing a little, quickly removes

me, instead. "I told you

a minute," I say simply, giving the trainer a stern

gracious goodbye to Brooklyn, promising to see her again next

nudging Heathcliff so that he walks over

just like anyone who gives you compliments," I joke, reaching out a hand

silence, I raise my gaze to Brooklyn,

laughs. "Aden Kenwood made

get used to it," I mutter. "It's not

she says in response,

trying to change the subject and nodding towards

"Can I come back

nod, pleased. "Come down now," I say gesturing towards her. "Heathcliff has earned

suddenly

rail of the fence, coming

out of the stirrups," I

I put up