The Broken Warrior’s Daughter by Cooper

Chapter 0158

7 Years Ago

Over the last few years, Jude stayed true to his word. He sent us a burner phone after the first 6 months and kept us informed of what was happening in the pack, and the on–going hunt for us. Over time, the hunting efforts for us waned, but never completely ended.

We were careful, we kept a low profile, but we were happy. Mom continued my education at home, using the surrounding words as my classroom. Dad continued my training. Being a Guardian, I was getting stronger more quickly than others my age. At 16, I could defeat my father in training as often as he defeated me.

It was a beautiful spring afternoon when the call that changed my life came in. Mom and I were walking back from the forest, having collected some plants and bulbs that we would use to create salves and tonics my father thought best for helping Alessia grow and strengthen.

Dad came rushing out of the house, a bag slung over his shoulder. “They found us. We have to go, NOW!!

Mom and I dropped everything and shifted. Dad tossed the bag to me. I caught it in my mouth as he shifted and we took off running.

the lines of the pack lands in our surrounding area. My father leads the way as we skirt along those lines and head north, going deeper into the forest. We’ve been running for an hour or more when we hear the howl.

push harder, running through streams, swimming through lakes as we find them, or ducking under waterfalls. Anything to slow them down or get them off our trail. It’s well into the night when my mother begins to slow. My father finds a place for us to stop, tucking us

stay here and guard your mother.” He mind links me. “I’m going to look around and make sure it’s

father. “Angel, get your mother and run. Run now. We’re in the middle of a nest of vampires! Go!”

the mind link to both of us. She’s up and moving at the same time I am.

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more than a mile when I catch the same sweet scent again, but

the scent now too. I turn around in a circle trying to

are faster than we are and have us trapped. I

give him a threatening growl, and he stops. “What do we have here?

bloodied and beaten father into the clearing and toss him on the ground at their feet. He has shifted back to his human form. I can hear his heart rate, so I know he’s alive, but only barely. My mother makes a move to go

me. “So, one of you is the mutt’s mate, and the other is…” He drags out the words as if I am going to answer him. He looks