The Broken Warrior’s Daughter by Cooper

Chapter 0051

After getting a drink, I’m immediately swarmed by pack members of all ages. wishing me a happy birthday. My eyes keep scanning the room, hoping to see Cara. I’m desperate to know if she is wearing the dress I got her. My entire plan for tonight depends on it.

Chase comes over to pull me out of the group of people that have surrounded me. I’m about to thank him when the room goes silent.

I turn to the door and see Cara and her father. ‘Mate!‘ Kai says suddenly in my head. A broad smile spreads across my face. ‘Yeah she is.‘

Kai is jumping around wanting to go see her. ‘Play it cool Kai, remember, she’s not 18 yet. Artemis won’t recognize us as her mate for a couple more months.‘ This calms him down, but he continues to pace around in my head. ‘Calm down. Remember our plan for tonight. We’ll have her in our arms soon.‘

She looks stunning. The dress I chose is perfect for her. She looks…like a Luna. Like MY Luna. Beautiful, proud, strong, and absolutely perfect. And currently looking a bit like she wants to throw up. The pink in her cheeks is a dead giveaway that she isn’t happy to be the center of attention.

From the corner of my eye, I see my warriors all incline their heads. I turn back to see Mr. Nelson swallow hard, his eyes looking a bit misty at their

acknowledgement and deference. Before I can move, my mother has started in their direction, my father right behind her.

touch her necklace. My mother is a

I received a proper

I approach, my father reaches out to corral me into the inner circle of warriors that have crowded around. “Son. I’d like you to meet the greatest man I’ve ever known and the reason that I am still standing here today.

“Clint, it is my pleasure to introduce you

pleasure to finally meet you, Sir. My mother and father have told me

a pleasure

+16 BONOS

but look back at Cara. I’ve only been watching her

walking her over to where I am, no doubt planning to

introduces us, I’m about to say that we’ve met, but Cara beats me to the punch, giving me a mental jab in the process. But I can tell that while she has no problem with her words or for attempting to put me on the spot, she does

then reaches out to shake my hand, stressing that she’s

I can’t find any words, so I just reach down and gently press my lips to the back of her hand. I can feel