The Broken Warrior’s Daughter by Cooper

Chapter 0046

I’m in awe and don’t hear my father enter the room. “Cara, what are you still doing here, training started 30 minutes ago.”

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I whip my head at the clock and I’m shocked to see that I’m late for training. ” Dad, look what my mystery man left at our door.”

I show him the dress and the jewelry. “Well, sweetheart, are you going to accept his gift and wear that to the party tonight?”

I look at my father. “How can I not? Do you think the jewelry is real?” I ask.

He leans over and looks at it more closely. “Yes, I believe it is real.”

“Holy shit, dad!”

“Cara, language.”

‘Seriously, dad? A guy spends thousands on me for ONE NIGHT and I can’t curse about it?”

Dad chuckles. “Take this to your room then get to training, we’ll talk more about it when you get back.”

my father says and

Anders makes me run laps before kicking everyone’s butt. It’s all good. I needed to clear my head, and I did. Then I took all of Alpha Anders‘ warriors down. When I’m done,

I’ll pass.” I laughed

and I don’t have many events in my life that make me miss having a mother, but this is one of them. I can imagine her here, helping me get ready, talking about who my mystery man is

I have some hair pins with green crystals that closely match the

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into submission,

go with a smokey mauve eyeshadow, a winged eyeliner and a couple swipes of mascara. A hint of blush

it off with strappy 4 inch black heels. The updo hairstyle allows the earrings to stand out. The sweetheart neckline of the dress only accentuates the necklace. I don’t

a wolf whistle from my father. “Am I going to have to fight off every unmated

mystery man will be there tonight, so

guys tonight,” he mumbles

Perhaps I should be worried about having to fight off all those lonely women with you looking like this. You sure do clean up nicely dad.”

never be anyone else for me. Wolves mate for life. I realize not all of the humans

wasn’t the first time we’ve had this discussion. “Fine, but don’t say I didn’t warn you.”

already going to be fashionably late.” He changes the subject. I walked to the passenger side of dad’s renovated van. It was specially made so dad could not only get in and out by himself through an automatic ramp at the side of the van, but he could manage the gas and brake pedals with his hands. So, he was fully capable of driving himself anywhere he

could only imagine how many people had to help set up for the event. When we arrived, Dad pulled up to valet parking. I got out of the van, waiting for my father

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