The Broken Warrior’s Daughter by Cooper

Chapter 0191

I don’t understand why Liam would do so much for me. Doubling his patrols, giving me a place to stay, planning to buy me clothes, feeding me, giving me medical treatment. No one does all that just because a person needs it. It that were the case, my family and I wouldn’t have suffered for years as rogues.

I’m not sure I trust his reasons, but he does seem genuine that he wants me to be safe.

“I trust him.” Alessia says. “There was nothing deceitful in his scent when he was talking.”

“You trust him? We don’t even know him Alessia.‘

I feel her almost fidgeting in my mind. ‘Alessia?”

‘I don’t know why, but I trust both of them.‘

I sigh. I trust her and she trusts them. And Cara and Artemis also trust them, so for now, I’ll let it go. I’ll just have to figure out a way to pay him back for all of his assistance.

hide my scars and leaving my long hair down so the scars on my neck aren’t noticeable. I would like to get my hair cut, but Liam said he likes it long. I admit, I enjoyed last night when

our bodies collide, Liam wraps his arm around my waist, lifting me off the ground, holding me so that we are eye to eye. His other hand is against the door jamb keeping us from falling. I’m mesmerized by his sage colored eyes. My

heat of his body seeps into mine, my hands on are on his chest and I’m reminded

You need you to stop looking

softly, licking

my tongue before returning to mine, considerably darker than they were a

and growly at the same time, “Like you want to taste

me is making my head spin. That’s the only excuse for what I

me impossibly closer, his eyes. never leaving mine. His lips part and his tongue slides out to meet mine. Electric tingles shoot through me and a ripple of pleasure slides down my spine as my eyes drift close. His hand comes up into my hair, gently tugging my head to the side and deepening the

intricate dance. The sound makes my nipples harden and sends jolts of pleasure straight to my core. A warmth I’ve never felt

can tell he can smell my arousal. He puts his forehead. against mine. “Baby girl, we have to stop.”

wouldn’t want me. My body is a scarred mess and his