Forbidden Temptation My Mafia Fiance's Alpha Father

Chapter 117 Chapter 117 Brooklyn

I dash from the room, pounding down the stairs that lead to the second floor, my mind set on nothing but the safety of my room, my bed, my closed door-

But as I turn onto the second-floor landing, I slams into someone coming up the steps from the house's first level.

"Whoa!" the person says, gasping in surprise and perhaps a little pain. "What-"

Frantic, I work to push beyond them, feeling and seeing nothing beyond the tears in my eyes that stream down my cheeks.

I'm a bit feral now, like a rabbit doing anything it can to get back to my warren-I've just got to get inside, where I can be alone-

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"Brooklyn," the voice says, worried and stern. He grasps me by my shoulders, and I gasp, looking up, shocked to see Aden's face-

But no, a face like Aden's, but softer, younger-Hudson.

"Brooklyn are you alright?" he whispers, urgent. "What's why are you wearing that?"

I look up at Hudson, my mouth hanging open, not knowing what to say.

My eyes flick to the door to my bedroom-there's no part of me that wants to have this conversation now.

I just-I can't.

"I have to go," I mumble, pushing past him.

I hear him call after me, but I ignore it.

I haven't been fair to Hudson in all of this-but the guilt isn't strong

my shoulder at Hudson as I push open my door, see him looking

even know what his dad

can see what Hudson does next, though, I press my door shut, leaning against it and closing my eyes,

of my room washes over me like cool water, and I feel my shaking body

there for a long time, my forehead pressed against the door, my breath huffing hot against the white paint, my mind absolutely

as I lean into the safety of my room, I'm able to start to put words

damn it. What the hell

from the door,

come back to me as I move to my bed,

wolf at his

blades and pulling

fingers, down the slick center

naked in my room,

really? Was it that

touched me

as it terrified me, and as much as I wasn't ready for it to

a part of me

washes over me. Aden may have denied his Alpha blood, but he wanted to make all the rules.

pajamas against my skin-not all of this

the heart of it, of the whole evening, the central

a baby-being

him, and to

Because there was something about the feeling of giving up control to him

at some moments, felt...good?