The Broken Warrior’s Daughter by Cooper

Chapter 0017

After school, I drop Jason off and finally arrive at home after lugging my flowers around the rest of the afternoon. I have to admit they made me smile often. No one has ever done something like that for me. I’ve been wracking my brain to figure out who it could be, but honestly, the opportunities are nearly endless. I just have no idea, but I haven’t given up, not by a long shot..

As I walk in the door, I hear dad from the other room, “Welcome home

sweetheart, how was your….well, well, well, what have we here?” He asks, eyeing my flowers.

“Oh? This ol‘ thing?” I give him my best fake surprised look, then smile. “They are flowers. Apparently, I have a secret admirer.” I look at the flowers again.

“White, huh?” He asks. “You know what white roses mean, don’t you?”

I look at him confused. “The color of the rose means something?”

“Yep and white means something like loyalty and purity.”

“Well, my admirer knows I’m a Guardian, so the loyalty fits. Not sure how many people know I’m ‘pure‘ but maybe this person is hoping?” I wiggle my eyebrows at my dad and we both laugh.

“Go get dressed for training, Car. I’ll meet you outside.”

That night, I looked at my beautiful roses, wondering who my mystery man could

1. be.

My phone beeps and I see a text from Liam.

Liam: So, I hear I have some competition.

Me: If by competition you mean that you owe me flowers, then sure.

You realize this is someone staking a claim,

flowers, not a romantic dinner. And did you know

color of roses means something. White meaning purity and innocence.

said it means loyalty and purity. And the person obviously knows

removing the purity, you know

removing my purity has me getting wet. I’m

+15 BONOS

you’re my mate, my purity, innocence and virginity are all

yours.

few minutes before I get

to bed Cara. Talk soon. Sleep well.

1. me.

Me: Goodnight Liam

gave me flowers and offering to run them off if need be. I eliminated most of the guys from training after these conversations. These guys are more like my brothers, or brother’s–in–arms when we have to fight. The

I’m frustrated when I get to the cafeteria for lunch. Jason walks in with me and we’re

“Cara Nelson?”

her.

“Yes.”

and grabs a rolling cart with a plate covered

She says

this?” I ask

states as if it’s

order a

was ordered for you.” She smiles at

“By whom?”

card, but I was instructed not to give it

with your food.”