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.

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 he was running his fingers through it. It

I’m about to knock when it swings open and he nearly runs me over. He grabs me before he could knock me down. “Geez Angel, I could have hurt you!” In the instant 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

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

stop

what?” I ask softly,

before returning to mine, considerably darker than they were

growly at the same time,

his lips. I do want to taste them. I swallow hard. His scent surrounding me is making my head spin. That’s the only excuse for what

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,

his tongue teasing mine in an intricate dance. The sound makes my nipples harden and sends jolts of pleasure straight to my core. A warmth I’ve never felt before causes an uncomfortable feeling between my legs, a pressure that needs to be released. I wrap my legs around his waist,

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

a scarred mess and his is perfection. I’m sure he could have