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?”

Clint.” She says then throws her arms around my neck and presses her lips

a sound

hand over her mouth, I know exactly

her face. Anna’s casual hello only makes it worse.

call as she spins on her heel

“Don’t ever come near me again. Don’t touch me, don’t

for what Donovan does to you.”

ruined

my room, leaving Anna to find her way out. When I get to Lily’s room,

not in the mood.

you just spent the

stomping past him and rush back to my room. I’ll go through her window if that’s what

+15 BONUS

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

knock on her window. “Lily, please. It wasn’t what you think. I swear, Lily. Please,

softly behind the window. “Lily,

at 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