The Broken Warrior’s Daughter by Cooper

Chapter 0459

I turned 15 over the weekend. I had really hoped to meet my mate on my actual birthday, but that didn’t happen. Anders and I had gone out both Friday and Saturday nights, hoping that I would find her. Since it didn’t happen, I had settled on the idea that Anders and I would have to travel around to find her. He turns 18 in a couple of months but he’s already feeling a pull to Calista Johns. He thinks she is his mate. He’s been pursuing her but she’s completely uninterested.

It’s frustrating him because he’s never had to pursue a love interest. Women usually fall at our feet. It doesn’t even matter how old they are, we’ve both had women old enough to be our mother that have found their way into our beds.

I found the entire situation hilarious until Monday morning, when I showed up at training and smelled the most delicious scent of orange blossoms and ginger. I followed the scent and found Lily Raines sparring with Lucas, Anders future Lead Warrior. He’s already decided that Lucas will take that position, and I agree. Next to me, he’s the strongest warrior in the pack. At least I thought he was until Lily pinned him.

Seeing Lily sprawled on top of Lucas, even if his face was to the ground had Donovan snarling in my head. He didn’t like seeing her touching another male, much less straddling one. Her long, curly brown hair was up in a ponytail, and when she looked up in triumph, I could see her eyes are a stunning azure blue.

I have been training her for years, but I didn’t realize she was that good. Maybe I just wasn’t paying attention, but I am now. Both Donovan

the same cold shoulder that Calista was giving Anders. Now it’s not nearly so funny. What’s worse, it’s pretty apparent that she

that she’s not just beautiful and strong, she’s intelligent. And thankfully, I take Chemistry seriously. It’s something that, as a Guardian, I feel I need to have knowledge

my bed partners, but I’ve

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about me given my extensive history. Honestly, none of the other women I’ve been with cared that

she’s willing to accept our mate bond when she finally feels it. Two classes later, I’m sitting in Literature. I could care less about books written hundreds of years ago. It will do nothing to make me a better Guardian, but it’s required to graduate, so I’m here. I’m lounging in my chair, my eyes closed and contemplating a nap, when I smell her scent. My eyes snap open as she walks past my desk and sits