The Broken Warrior’s Daughter by Cooper

Chapter 0533

After returning from the best weekend of my life. I drop Lily at her room. I hate leaving her. After just one weekend. I don’t want to be separated from her. I know we will be meeting on the roof soon, but I want to shower with her, go to bed together in an actual bed, not one made up of blankets that I’ve gathered.

I’m not paying attention as I head up to my room, my mind still on my perfect weekend with my perfect mate. It’s not until I’m at my door, unlocking it, that I catch the scent of perfume. I turn, seeing Anna

stepping out of the shadows.

“Anna, what are you doing up here?”

“Can we talk?”

“Is everything alright?” I ask her.

“Can we speak, privately?” She says and moves past me into my room. She may want to speak privately. but I’m not closing the door to my room. I don’t want her getting any ideas.

I follow her into my room. “What’s going on, Anna?”

She’s turned away from me, so I can’t see her face. I walk over to my bed, putting my bag on it. I hope this won’t take long. I’m desperate to get back to my mate.

When I turn back to Anna, she has moved much closer to me. I take a step back. “Anna, what did you

need?”

She says then throws her arms around my neck and presses her lips to

I hear a sound that makes my

and see Lily, her hand over her mouth, I know exactly what

her face. Anna’s casual hello

as she spins on her heel

turn back to Anna, snarling ferociously. “Don’t ever come near me again. Don’t touch me, don’t

me. If you do, I won’t be responsible for what Donovan does to you.” I let him

If she has ruined my relationship with Lily, I

race out of my room, leaving Anna to find her way out. When I get to Lily’s room, I knock. When she doesn’t answer, I try the doorknob, but it’s

me, but I’m not

just spent the weekend with her.

and rush back to my room. I’ll

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my room, Anna is gone. I crawl out my window and down to Lily’s. When I get there, she has locked

knock on her window. “Lily, please. It wasn’t what

crying softly behind the window. “Lily, please talk to

her window for two hours, pleading with her to open up and talk to me. She never responds to me. If I didn’t hear her crying, I wouldn’t even think she was in there.