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The Broken Warrior’s Daughter by Cooper

Chapter 117
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| can’t believe | freaked out. Everything was fine and then it was like it all cflooding back. The fear, the pain,

and | got lost in the memory. Rik was great, helpingget centered. But it makesworry. What will happen

when the tcomes and | do find my mate? He will want to mark me. What if | freak out? What if can’t go

through with it?

These thoughts keptawake most of the night. When it’s tfor training,

Dad goes light onagain, but it still pushes me. When we're finally done, I'm sore and decide to take a long,

hot bath to soothe my aching muscles and hopefully clear my head. | still have sof the muscle soak from

Rik’s gift and | pour that into the tub. When I slide in, | lean my head back against the edge of the tub and just

soak until the water goes cold.

| should pick up sflowers to take to my mother’s memorial. | have no idea what Luna Calista and Rik bring

as far as flowers but we're heading into spring, and scolor would be nice, | think.

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Rik said he would pickup at 3pm. That givesplenty of tto go get sflowers and get caught up on

my missed work from school. Graduation is in 3 months and | need to make sure there is nothing that keeps me

from getting out of high school.

| have lunch with dad and let him know my plans for the afternoon and evening.” Good, I'm glad you're going to

see your mother,” is all he said.

Around two, | head over to the florist. When | walk in, | don’t really know what to look for. There is an older

woman behind the counter. “Can | help you?” She asks

1. me.

“Yes ma'am. | want to take sflowers to my mother’s memorial, but | don’t really know what to get.”

“Do you know what kind of flowers your mother liked?” | shake my head no. She died when | was young.”

“Oh, I'm sorry to hear that.” She looks around at the flowers. “Well, there are different ways to choose

flowers, but no wrong way. You can choose by the color that speaks to you, the shape of the flower itself, the

meaning of the flower or by the month.”

That reminded me. “Do you happen to know what tulips mean?” | ask her. | had forgotten to look up the

meaning of my tulips this morning.

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“Oh tulips. They are my favorite! They mean ‘perfect love‘. Isn't that beautiful?”

She asks.

“Yes, it's really beautiful!” Perfect love. And Rik knew exactly what they meant. It makessmile. | can’t

wait to see him today.

“What is the flower for May? That is when my mother was born.”

“Over here.” She takesover to swhite flowers. “These are Lily of the Valley. They are the flower for

May.”

I slide my hand down the stem of one. “Lily of the Valley. | wonder if that’s where her ncfrom?” |

say more to myself than the florist, but she heard me

anyway.

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“Oh, was your mother’s nLily?” She asks looking atmore closely.

“Yes. Lily Nelson was my mother.”

Her hand goes to her mouth. “You're Cara Nelson?” She asks.

I have no idea why she would know who | am, but | respond tentatively. “Yes, that's me.”

“Oh my goddess. I'm so happy to meet you. My nis Dorothy.” And she puts her hand out. | shake it.

“Did you know my mother?”

“Only on the periphery. I've known our Luna since she took her position, and your mother and Luna Calista

were great friends, so | knew her that way.” She looks around again. “If you don’t mind, might | make a

suggestion?”

“Of course!” | reply, happy for the help.

“If you like these, | think they will be great, but Luna Calista has been getting mostly red and white flowers

through the winter. Since it's March, we have the March flowers in as well, daffodils. Those are yellow and

you could pair those with lily of the valley and have a nice bouquet for your mother.”

| agree and she takes what she needs to make up the bouquet for me. While I'm waiting, | hear the bell

above the door ring with another visitor and a moment later, my nose is filled with the scent of brownies.