Forbidden Temptation My Mafia Fiance's Alpha Father

Chapter 89

Chapter 89

Brooklyn

I open my eyes, gasping for air.

It aches as it fills me, and I flash back to the way it got knocked out of me in the first place.

Heathcliff bucking wildly, me falling hard into the dirt.

I start shaking from the shock of it all.

And then I remember the sudden violence that caused it.

I roll over on the ground, pushing myself up to a seated position, pressing my eyes closed as I work to steady my breath.

Someone is there next to me I feel a hand on my shoulder, a tremulous voice asking if I'm okay. When I open my eyes, I'm shocked to see it's Aden kneeling next to me, concern written in every line of his face.

Being this close to him, seeing him treat me so tenderly, it gives me feelings I can't even explain. My wolf yearns for him, is glad he's the one at my side right now comforting me.

"Brooklyn," he says. And for just a second, I'm caught in his eyes. The way he seems to connect into some deeper part of me.

Lena lifts her head in response, almost keening for him within me.

But then, I feel another emotion altogether.

"What the hell did you do?!" I shout at Aden, anger suddenly trumping the fear running through my veins. When I think about how his childish behavior could have gotten me and Heathcliff very hurt... I am filled with rage.

would have happened if you hadn't let your

torso around, looking behind me to see my horse at the other side of the arena, moving nervously from

feet. I need to make sure he's

behind me, grabbing

able to pull out of his grasp, glaring at him over my shoulder as

him, I can see Lucas starting to stand up as well, a hand on his jaw, looking anxiously between us.

trying not to spook him again. After all, none of this is

when he sees how calm I am-or at least, how calm I'm pretending to be. When I hold my hand out to him, he stretches his neck forward, pressing his nose into

how pretty and wonderful he is. But the whole time I'm soothing Heathcliff, my blood

hell does

is the most dangerous man

smug thought. A thought that

title belongs

standing where I left them, and I

by the way Aden is

this, we both know it- just because he put his hand on the wrong girl's

decide who can put

not my fiancé, or my father. He's just

hate

forward towards the gate at the entrance to the arena, which

I pass him, Aden puts out a hand, apology on his face. I know that he's sorry-but

sorry

me, shaking his head, but I ignore him, walking Heathcliff towards the stables.

Just as Aden doesn't have a right to own me, Lucas doesn't have a right to touch me without

presses his hand to his face, which is expressionless as

blameless in this,