The Broken Warrior’s Daughter by Cooper

Chapter 0070

Suddenly, the door bursts open and everything goes quiet. Then I hear heavy breathing.

“I’m getting her out of here.” I know that voice, but I can’t place it. It sounds familiar, soothing. I hope he means he’s getting me out of here.

I feel the restraints on my wrists cut off, the person hissing as the silver touches their skin. Then I’m being lifted, cradled in strong arms that make me feel safe. Weird, I don’t even know who it is, but I feel safe. The smell of a freshly cooked brownies floods my senses. Instinctively, I lean into the smell, trying to curl into it, but my body still will not respond.

“I’ve got you. You’re safe now Cara.”

I want to reply that we’re not safe. Eli is here somewhere, and we need to go. But the words do not come.

I feel myself being carried. I begin to hear more sounds of fighting, the smell of blood and death heavy in the air.

He stops walking. “Call my father. Tell him I have her and I’m bringing her home. Liam is staying, he’s going after Eli. You’re in charge.” Liam is here. Liam will make sure th

I’m safe.

that sounds familiar, but I can’t

a long pause. “Time will tell.”

I don’t know how long we walk before I’m gently set down. It smells like a new car. I’ve rarely had the opportunity to smell a new car, but once you have, you never forget that

be right back.” My brownie–smelling man says, before he steps away and I immediately feel cold and lost again. Thankfully, it isn’t long before he returns. “Ok love. Kai and I can’t stand the scent of that disgusting Beta on you another minute, so I’m going to put one of my shirts on you instead.

on, before removing it. Then he pulls a soft shirt over my head and pushes

+15 BONOS

makes the rhythm of my heart slow, and I feel safe again. Once he

I periodically come to some level of consciousness and hear my rescuer talking quietly to someone on the phone. Sometimes, it seems like he’s talking to me, telling me where we are or that everything will be ok, holding my hand. His thumb rubbing over the back of my hand sends soothing tingles into my body which relaxes me and lulls me back

his arms again. I smell the scent of antiseptic and cleanser. “Where do you want

on the stretcher, we’ll take it

carry her. Where is she

follow

laid on a bed. There are several people surrounding me, attaching

can you tell us?”

neck is bruised and has multiple puncture wounds, but it doesn’t appear that the attempt to mark