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.

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.

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

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

a frantic mind link from my father. “Angel, get your mother and run. Run now. We’re in the middle of a

to look at my mother and see that my father had opened the mind link to both of us. She’s up and moving at the same time

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in the opposite direction and begin running, my mother on my heels. We haven’t run more than a mile when I catch the

stronger. I hear my mother whimper behind me. She’s caught the scent now too. I turn around in a circle trying to find an area where the scent is weak. When I find it, I begin running, my mother trusting my enhanced

are and have us trapped. I

I give him a threatening growl, and he stops. “What

to his human form. I can hear his heart rate, so I know he’s alive, but

then back at 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 over the