The Broken Warrior’s Daughter by Cooper

Chapter 0025

After dinner with the pack, I go to my dad’s office. The door is slightly ajar and I knock before pushing it open to walk in. I stop when I see my mom sitting in dad’s lap, and he’s practically checking her tonsils with his tongue.

“Seriously, can you not wait until you’re in the privacy of your own room for that?”

My mom hops out of my dad’s lap while her cheeks turn pink. They turn red when my dad smacks her ass. She turns to frown at him, but I can see her lips twitching up into a smile.

Turning back to me she says, “One day, hopefully soon, you’ll understand the pull of the mate bond Rik.” and she taps my cheek on her way out of the room. She closes the door behind her leaving me alone with my father.

He watches my mother leave until the door closes and he can’t see her any longer. Then he turns his attention to me. “What can I do for you son?”

I take a seat and cross one ankle over the opposite knee. “I want to go with you to the Nelson’s home for dinner tomorrow.” I’m pleading my case again. But this time, there is an ulterior motive. I want some alone time with Cara.

“Rik, we’ve talked about this. It’s my time with Clint. I owe him my life and this is

that I can devote to

his wife have given to our family too, Dad. I want him to know that I understand the sacrifice that they’ve made and how important their family is to

come back to warrior training for years now. I can’t

with Cara is any indication, then he may be the

Dad says,

moments, and finally seems to decide something. “I’ll think about

to be attending my birthday party, so apparently you’re

a devious smile. “I told him how offended I’d

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my head at

who are leaving and those that have applied to come live here. Dad is updating me on all of the decisions that have been made so that I know what is happening at any given time within the pack. Once I graduate, I’ll become more involved in the actual decision making process. Until then, my father wants me to focus on my studies but keeps me

and head to my room. I need to write up the card that will go with tomorrow’s

hours they spent alone together this evening, not one word about it from his son. He contemplates that he also hasn’t seen any young she–wolves sneaking off the alpha floor this week in the early hours