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.

happened if you hadn't let

looking behind me to see my horse at the other side of the arena,

to my feet. I need to make sure

behind me, grabbing

his grasp, glaring at him over my shoulder as

hand on his jaw, looking anxiously between us. Still, I don't

Heathcliff, trying not to

I'm pretending to be. When I hold my

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

hell does Aden

He is the most dangerous man in the

is he? I have a smug thought. A thought that would make Aden

that title belongs to

back to Aden and Lucas to find them standing where I left them, and I am tempted

by the way Aden is staring

this, we both know it- just because he put his hand on

the hell is Aden to decide

my father. He's just some jerk who thinks he owns

I hate him so much right

Heathcliff forward towards the gate at the entrance to the arena, which is still standing

a hand, apology on his face. I

sorry because he

control that's so damn precious to him. "Brooklyn," Aden calls after me, shaking

doesn't have a right to own me, Lucas doesn't have a right to touch me without my

still presses his hand to his face, which is expressionless as he

blameless in this, I