The Broken Warrior’s Daughter by Cooper

Chapter 0139

After I dropped Cara off at her room, I went to speak to my father. He is as concerned as I am about the potential for a coming war that Ailduin referenced. We will have to meet with our allies and determine if there is anything we have overlooked. While it is possible that this is the first time that two Guardians have actually been fated mates, as werewolves, we are a violent species, constantly fighting for power, land, strength. It makes sense that the Moon Goddess knew that a war was coming and was preparing us for it.

The next morning at breakfast, we begin making preparations to head home when Clint surprises us all. “Ailduin has invited me to stay and I’m going to take him up on his offer.”

“What do you mean? For how long?” Cara asked.

“He would like to chronicle the lives of your mother and I, or more specifically, Andra and Donovan. I have decided to stay and help to put that information into history. Your mother deserved that. She deserved to be recognized for what she did.”

“As do you.” My father chimes in. I had noticed that while Clint was speaking Ailduin was watching my father. Did he still think my father would deny Clint staying here? I guess given his history, he would. But I know my father. He loves Clint like a brother and Cara like a daughter. He will treat them as family, not as a commodity to hold on to for his own gain. My father is an honorable man.

let me know, I’ll tell you the real story of what he did.” Ailduin

but Anders will be checking in on you.” He looks over at me. “And I

asks him. I can hear her

birthday. I expect you to continue to train, go to school and

She hugs him and we grab our bags, ready to leave. We thank Ailduin, my father reiterating that

fae land, we will have to run home. It’s not a big

bags. Ailduin has a guard drive us to the old, rickety looking gate that we entered through. Once we pass through the gate, the glamor returns and it looks like a

that Artemis is able to easily keep up with us during the long trek home. She seems to be back at full strength. We howl our arrival just before crossing the borders and head straight to the pack house. My father disappears

can head over to your house. Or would you rather stay here while

think I’d rather stay at my house, if you don’t