Chapter 84 Chapter 84 Brooklyn Hudson doesn't speak tothe whole ride home, and after a while, I stop trying.
After all, I wasn't doing anything wrong...
Was I? Sure, we've been told Colsen is the enemy, but is that even true? And maybe, just once, I'd like to have a say in what I say and do.
"Hudson," I say, exasperated, once we're back in the house.
I'm trying to yank my hand free from his grasp as he pullsdown the hall. "Let go. Are you seriously going to tattle on me?" He just shootsa look, saying nothing as we arrive at the doors to his dad's office.
He knocks loud, twice.
I sigh, shaking my head at him while we wait.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtIt's not that I don't get why he'd be pissed. But he needs to get over it.
And I certainly don't want to have this conversation with Aden.
The door opens, Aden on the other side. He takes one look at us before stepping back and allowing us to enter.
Hudson doesn't drop my hand, but not because he's trying to giveany love and support in the face of his father's judgment.
I'm his prisoner, and he's not lettinggo.
Hudson pullsover to stand in front of Aden's desk as Aden walks around the other side. None of us sit.
"What happened?" Aden demands, folding his arms over his chest.
"Brooklyn," Hudson glares at me, saying my nlike it's a dirty word, "had a nice intimate chat with someone tonight. Would you like to tell him?" In response, I roll my eyes.
"It was Colsen," Hudson says through gritted teeth.
I all but close my eyes, waiting for Aden's wrath.
Instead, Aden frowns at Hudson, surprising me.
"So what?" Aden asks his son. "Is this skind of lover's quarrel? Your fiancée talked to another man, and you want Daddy to step in?" Hudson's jaw falls open. "No, Dad, that's obviously not the issue=" Yeah, I think to myself, resisting the urge to roll my eyes, it's not the issue because you're not actually jealous because you're not actually into me.
Hudson gestures to me, his eyes still on his father.
"Did you not hear what I just said? She was talking to Colsen. Your enemy." Aden does shift his gaze toat that moment and I can see him consider the situation, processing the details.
I don't move a muscle. Instead, I just hold his stare, my hand still in Hudson's fist.
It's not easy, those piercing wolf eyes boring into me. Lena cowers. But I hold strong.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm"Well?" Aden says finally, his face impassive. "What did Colsen have to say?" Hudson looks between us. "Wait-are you serious? You're not going to do anything about it?" Aden snaps his gaze to his son.
"And what would you liketo do about it, Hudson? Go back in tand stop her?" My lips twitch in pleasure.
I, like Hudson, had been expecting Aden's anger to be directed at me. But apparently, at least for now, I'm off the hook.
Still, I quickly wipe the expression from my face. I don't know where this is going, not really, and I don't want to incur anyone's wrath.
Hudson scowls, dropping my hand and crossing his own arms across his chest, looking like his father's double in this moment.
I look between the two, struck again by their similarities.
"Obviously, Dad, that is not what I want," he says, frustrated. "But she betrayed us tonight-and madelook like an idiot!" Aden's eyes shift back to me.
"Is that true?" he asks. "Did you make Hudson look like a fool?" I exhale, spreading my hands innocently.
"I didn't do anything, okay? If anything, my father made Hudson look like a fool." When Aden says nothing, I continue. "The whole thing was a setup. He threw the party so that he could introduceto his friends' single sons!" Aden nods slowly, figuring out the darker motives behind my father's little party, considering the consequences for himself.
"Besides," say, shooting Hudson a dirty look of my own. "It's not like Hudson