The Broken Warrior’s Daughter by Cooper

Chapter 0084

I slept well Tuesday night. It was nice being back in my own bed after so much time.

When I wake up in the morning, I hear the sounds of training outside. I head over to my window seat and sit. Rik had said that dad was training the warriors now, but I didn’t realize he meant here in our personal training facilities.

My eyes are immediately drawn to Rik. He is strong and fast. As I watch, I see him helping his warriors, assisting them when they might give up. I’ve never trained with him and I didn’t realize how much of a leader he is. He leads by example. He doesn’t complain about anything that my dad throws at them and he’s throwing a lot. He’s yelling at them, calling them pansies and basically acting like he’s a drill sergeant.

After they finish with the obstacles, I watch as Rik begins sparring with each of his warriors. His technique is different than mine, as it should be. As a warrior, you play to your strengths. Rik’s are muscle strength, height and speed. Mine are agility, speed and endurance. Although, based on how easily he seems to be putting his warriors down, endurance isn’t a weakness of his either.

I guess I’m cheating a bit, watching his technique before we spar, but I can’t look away. For all his size and strength, he is grace in motion. There’s an elegance in his movements that you don’t normally see in warriors who expect to use their strength to defeat their enemy. As I watch, I see him pulling his punches with his weaker warriors. I do the same. You want them to learn and get better, not feel defeated by being beaten every day. However, he goes all out with his stronger warriors. Trevor gives him the toughest battle, but he still wins.

Artemis begins purring in my head.

‘Really? Are you wasting your strength on watching Rik sparring? Shouldn’t you be resting or doing something to get your strength back?‘ I ask my wolf, although I’m secretly happy to have her active in my head, even if it’s because she’s drooling over an Alpha.

give us personal lessons, I’m sure I’d be feeling

in disbelief. “Artemis, are you kidding me? You’re crushing on our Alpha? And I’m not asking him to give you special sessions

‘If you loved me, you’d

+IS BONO

making a fool of myself to Rik.‘ She sits back in my head but continues to watch, purring softly. As we’ve been having our conversation, I’d lost track of time and realized belatedly

was about to turn to leave, he looked up into my window and right at me. His mouth tipped up at

sees me in the kitchen. “Sweetheart, are

I know I’m still healing. I’m still sore, but I can make breakfast. I promise I’ll take it easy

come join you. Did you happen to

And I have to know, what did those poor warriors

And he rubs hist hands together like some evil villain in an

“I pity those poor unfortunate souls,” singing in Ursula’s voice. Dad flashes me a grin