The Broken Warrior’s Daughter by Cooper

Chapter 0480

I turn and look at Alpha Mahli and try to swallow the food around the lump in my throat. I definitely have a bad feeling about this.

After breakfast, Alpha Mahli gives me a tour of the packhouse, including his personal bedroom. Gross. It’s just as dark as the rest of the packhouse. I also realize that he has put me on the Alpha floor across from his room. Yeah, I’ll be locking my door tonight.

Then, he gives me a tour of the pack lands. I realize that he’s taking every opportunity to touch me possible, finding reasons to put his hand on my back to guide‘ me, or sliding his hand across my back when he goes to point at

something. The hairs on the back on my neck are standing on end and all I want to do is get away from this guy.

I do find out that he’s been an Alpha for nearly 15 years and his fated mate died. I try to consider that maybe that’s why he’s so awkward and why he likes the dark, but I can’t reconcile it in my mind.

Finally, he drops me off at my room, telling me he needs to do some work and that dinner will be in two hours. I wait until I hear his footsteps walk away before locking the door. The first thing I do is open the blinds, letting sunshine in. Then I find my bag and grab my phone. I send Clint a text, hoping that I’ll hear back, but doubting that it will happen. I know they are out hunting and fighting rogues. I feel like I need a tether to my real life to combat the eerie feeling I have about what’s happening here.

When I don’t get a response, I decide to take a shower and lay down for a while. I doze off and am awakened to the sounds a metal scraping on metal. I turn and see that Alpha Mahli has used a key to unlock my door and is walking into the

room.

dinner.” He starts walking over

be ready to go.” I say,

bought you a dress to wear for dinner. Your father gave me your size. I’d like you

joining us?” I

tonight.” By the way he

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it’s not business at all. But, if it’s not, I don’t know why we’d

is the dress?”

the satin which looks like it will barely cover my backside. Honestly, it looks more like sexy lingerie than something that I would wear to dinner. And if I was choosing my own lingerie, this wouldn’t be my color

fingers through my hair. My body shivers in revulsion at his touch, but his smile and the darkening of his eyes leads me to believe he thinks I like his touch.

not sure if he thinks I’m going to strip in front of him, but no, that’s not happening. I walk into

dress and I’m just getting myself adjusted

looks me up and down. “Beautiful. And there are these.” He hands me a pair of what must be 5 inch red and black stiletto platform heels. I lean