PopularNovelChapter 63 Chapter 63 Aden We stand like that for a moment, my hands on Brooklyn's waist, her leaning back againstjust an instant, really, before she pushes away and loops her horse's reins over his head, using them as a lead. Finally, Brooklyn turns to me. She swallows, her smile faltering.
"Thanks for the lift," she says, and we start to make our way back towards the stables.
"Last night," I hear myself say, my hands in my pockets. "Before...everything..." Brooklyn looks up at me, wary. Clearly, she doesn't want to talk about it.
Still, I press on. "Did you enjoy it? Meeting your family?" "Oh," she says, surprised, and I wonder what she thought I was referring to.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt"Honestly, I kind of forgot about the good part." She looks forward again. "I mean yeah, I enjoyed it at the start. It's surprising. I never knew I had such a big family." "It's pretty standard for us," I tell her. "In this world, people tend to cfrom large families and large packs. I don't know what a family gathering looks like with less than eighty people." I pause. "Something in my blood, that pack mentality, must be drawn to it, too." Brooklyn tilts her head curiously. "So do you have lots of siblings?" "No." I shake my head. "I'm a rare only child. My mother could only have me." When a look of confusion crosses her face, I explain, "Complications at my birth." "Oh." She frowns as she leads Heathcliff into his stall. I follow her. "I'm sorry to hear that." "It's alright." I shrug. "My parents were each one of six. I grew up with lots of cousins who felt like siblings.' I hesitate. I don't usually share this part. "But that was why it was so devastating to my father when I denied my Alpha blood. When I chose the Mafia life instead. I was his only chance." She cocks her head. "Why did you deny your blood?" I wink. "I didn't like all the rules." "But the Mafia has rules, too," she points out.
Clever girl.
"But those are rules I make," I say.
Brooklyn rolls her eyes lightly, getting back to the topic at hand et "You know, I met a few of my cousins last night-second cousins, even." I lean against the post by the stall door, watching her. She's already a natural at this, loosening the saddle from Heathcliff's back.
"You'll have so many of those that you'll lose track of them. Until they need something," I add, a little ruefully. "I heard something funny last night," Brooklyn says, carrying the saddle over to hang it over the stall door." was talking to my second cousins and they called'Baby Brooklyn,' just like Jayde does, and they said that they have a sister named Jayde." I blink for a moment, standing perfectly still.
"What did you just say?" "You heard me. Has Jayde been my cousin all along, and you just never told me?" she asks pointedly.
My heart starts racing.
"Leave the horse," I tell her, grabbing Brooklyn by the arm.
She drops the reins in shock, her face going pale. "I can't leave Heathcliff like this."
"The grooms will handle it," I growl, pulling her towards the front of the stables, snapping at a groom as we pass and pointing back towards Heathcliff's stall. The groom instantly understands, heading towards the back.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm"Aden!" Brooklyn says, still shocked. "What's happening?!" I don't answer, instead hauling her into the car, dropping her arm and climbing into the driver's seat myself, slamming the door behind me.
That b*tch.
On the drive home, Brooklyn doesn't dare askmore questions Shel can tell from my attitude that I am in no mood. Instead, she shrinks back into her seat like a wounded animal.
I want to tell her it's not okay, it's not her fault. Quite the opposite in fact, but don't have the energy anymore. How did I miss this? How could I have been so stupid? Jayde has been foolingall along.
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