The Broken Warrior’s Daughter by Cooper novel Chapter 212

Chapter 0212 

Sophia ignoring Angel aggravated me, but I didn’t want to cause any more strife between us, so I let it go. In the future, I will not have anyone disrespecting my mate that way. She’s their future Luna and like it or not, they will treat her as such. 

I insisted that Angel wear one of her new outfits. I wanted her to feel comfortable in her own skin, not like she’s wearing hand–me–down clothes from kids in the pack. Even dressed in adult clothes, her face has the sweetness of youth. I reach out and take her hand. I’m so thankful she’s willing to give me another chance. 

“What is this song that’s playing?” She asks me. “It doesn’t sound like something you would listen to.” She turns and looks at me. “Well, not based on the playlist I listened to the first time anyway. But even without that, this seems. almost….girly.” 

I raise an eyebrow, looking at her in mock offense. “Girly? You think my music is girly?” 

“Well, um…” 

I pull her hand to my lips, kissing it. I love kissing her hand, smelling her scent. 

“I’m joking. I made this playlist for you while you were sleeping. It’s what I was doing when you woke up and saw me with my phone and earbuds in.” 

She tilts her head to the side. “What made you pick the songs? They’re very different.” 

“I’m not great at saying how I feel. I’m not used to being open with anyone. So, I thought maybe I could make you a playlist to tell you how I feel, about you and about us. Or at least, what I want for us.” 

“I like that line.” She says, her eyes unfocused, listening to the song. 

“Which one?” 

She sings it to me. 

“Full is not heavy as empty, 

Not nearly, my love 

Not nearly, my love 

Not nearly.” 

DONOR SI 

“It’s true and I think you and I both understand that.” She says as she looks at 

1. me. 

“Yes. But I would say that until you, I didn’t understand it, never having felt what it could be like to feel full. I was always empty. Full feels light as a feather.” 

She smiles at me as I pull into a parking spot. There is one upscale restaurant in this part of our pack lands. It’s on the border between the two packs. It’s really the only date night restaurant there is, and I’m hoping I can score a table last minute. 

We walk up the drive and she takes in the twinkling lights of the place. The owners have done a really nice job of making it look otherworldly. 

“It’s beautiful.” She says and I can hear the wonder in her voice. 

“It’s called Ethereal. I’m not sure we can get in, but I wanted to try. If not tonight, we’ll come back another time.” 

When we get inside Tamara, one of the owners, is at the front. “Hey Tamara. Is it possible to get a table for two? I don’t have a reservation. It was a last–minute decision and I was hoping you could seat us.” 

“Good evening, Alpha Liam. Let me take a look.” She looks over her seating chart then around the restaurant, before looking back at me. “Do you mind sitting out back on the patio?” 

I look at Angel. She shakes her head no, she doesn’t mind.