The Broken Warrior’s Daughter by Cooper

Chapter 0019

I don’t even know what to say. The OWNER?? Who can pull that off? While I’m amazed, it does begin to narrow down the possible options. Someone of rank, someone related to the owner, or someone owed a favor. Ok, the last one opens up the playing field again, since I would have no way of knowing who the owner would owe a favor to.

I finish my food and reach for the smaller plate. I lift the cover and my nose is immediately bombarded with the scent of chocolate. And not just any chocolate, it’s Luna Calista’s renowned brownies my very favorite dessert on the planet! This person either got lucky or they know me and my weakness for our Luna’s brownies.

I eat every bite and I’m stuffed to a level of being uncomfortable. The bell announcing lunch is over sounds and I collect my things, trying to decide what to do with everything sitting on the table. I’ve put it in as much of an order as I can, but I don’t know where to put it. Right then, Tamara steps in to start cleaning up.

I smile at her. “Thank you Tamara, my compliments to the chef. I hear you are the owner, is that correct?”

She turns to me and smiles, “That’s correct Ms. Nelson, my mate and I own Ethereal.”

My heart rate kicks up. “So, you know who ordered this for me?”

She gives me another smile, “I most certainly do. And before you ask, the answer is no. I won’t tell you.”

My smile fades, but I push through. “What if I ask you something other than at name?”

“Like what?”

“Could you tell me if it’s a family member?”

“It was not a person that I’m related to.”

“Was it someone that you owed a favor to?

I did it because I

tell me which pack

was told I could not provide you any pack information, rank or status or anything else that would give you any indication of who

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+15 BONOS

and again, the

tell my mate you like his cooking.” She

of the cafeteria and straight into a brick wall. Or what felt like a brick wall. Turns out

and looked up into those distracting eyes.

To what do

any of your business, but someone thought it would be nice

think someone was staking a claim

past him and start to walk away, but he

who is the lucky

“No idea.”

idea? Come on, you must have some idea?”

“None.”

ok with

making a

it a secret for years or even months. But

saw you two at the club the other night.”

“Nope, not him.”