The Broken Warrior's Daughter

I'm in awe and don’t hear my father enter the room. “Cara, what are you still doing here, training started 30 minutes ago.” 31

| whip my head at the clock and I’m shocked to see that I’m late for training. ” Dad, look what my mystery man left at our door.” | show him the dress and the jewelry. “Well, sweetheart, are you going to accept his gift and wear that to the party tonight?” | look at my father. “How can | not? Do you think the jewelry is real?” | ask.

He leans over and looks at it more closely. “Yes, | believe it is real.”

“Holy shit, dad!”

“Cara, language.”

‘Seriously, dad? A guy spends thousands on me for ONE NIGHT and | can’t curse about it?”

Dad chuckles. “Take this to your room then get to training, we'll talk more about it when you get back.”

| do as my father says and | hightail it to training.Property © NôvelDrama.Org.

Everyone gives me shit for being late and Alpha Anders makes me run laps before kicking everyone’s butt. It’s all good. | needed to clear my head, and I did. Then | took all of Alpha Anders‘ warriors down. When I’m done, | give him an arrogant smile, “Willing to try your luck again, Alpha?”

Shaking his head, he says, “Cara, | may be old, but I’m not stupid. I'll pass.” | laughed and headed back to the forest to change and head home.

| spent the day soaking in the tub and then putting my makeup and hair into something presentable for this formal event. | was young when my mother died, and | don’t have many events in my life that make me miss having a mother, but this is one of them. | can imagine her here, helping me get ready, talking about who my mystery man is and going through all the reasons we think it’s him. Thinking of my mother makes me sad and | realize | haven't been to her memorial in far too long. | make a mental note to go this weekend.

| opt for a messy french twist since | have some hair pins with green crystals that closely match the earrings. | pull some pieces of my hair down around my face,

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Next, | decided to go with a smokey mauve eyeshadow, a winged eyeliner and a couple swipes of mascara. A hint of blush and a dusky pink lip gloss finished the look.

When | am done, | put on my dress and then added the jewelry. | finish it off with strappy 4 inch black heels. The updo hairstyle allows the earrings to stand out. The sweetheart neckline of the dress only accentuates the necklace. | don’t often. have the opportunity to dress up, but | have to admit, my mystery man has me feeling like a princess.

| walk downstairs and get a wolf whistle from my father. “Am | going to have to fight off every unmated male in the room tonight Cara?”

“Dad!” | rolled my eyes at him. “Liam AND my mystery man will be there tonight, so | think we’re good.” “Good, so | only have to worry about fighting off two guys tonight,” he mumbles to himself, but of course | hear him.

| giggled at my father then go kiss his cheek. “Speaking of fighting people off, | do believe you will be the most eligible bachelor at the party tonight dad. Perhaps | should be worried about having to fight off all those lonely women with you looking like this. You sure do clean up nicely dad.” I'd never seen my dad dressed up, so seeing him in a suit was a pleasant surprise. He filled it out well.

My father looked at me as if I’d said the most stupid thing in the world. “Cara, there was only ever room for two women in my heart, you and your mother. There will never be anyone else for me. Wolves mate for life. | realize not all of the humans with wolves follow this philosophy, but believe me, there will never be a woman that could compare to your mother, not even close.”

| sighed. It wasn’t the first time we’ve had this discussion. “Fine, but don’t say | didn’t warn you.”

“Let's go, we're already going to be fashionably late.” He changes the subject. | walked to the passenger side of dad’s renovated van. It was specially made so dad could not only get in and out by himself through an automatic ramp at the side of the van, but he could manage the gas and brake pedals with his hands. So, he was fully capable of driving himself anywhere he needed to go.

The party was in a club rented out for the occasion. | could only imagine how many people had to help set up for the event. When we arrived, Dad pulled up to valet parking. | got out of the van, waiting for my father to join me. When he was beside me, he offered me his arm, which | gratefully took.

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“Ready?”

| took a deep breath and slowly let it out, “Ready.” | said, and we began to walk. inside. Cooper Author

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