The Broken Warrior’s Daughter by Cooper

Chapter 0160

Trigger Warning: The chapter contains scenes of violence and sexual abuse.

The vampire leader carried me to a car and put me in the trunk. He duct taped my mouth before closing me in.

Once I am alone in the dark, I let the tears fall. I have no idea what I’m going to do, but I know no one is coming to help me. My parents, my heart aches as I think them, Alessia howling mournfully in my head. My parents are dead. The only person that knows about me is Jude, and if my previous pack finds my parents, they will assume that I am dead as well.

I have no idea why this lead vampire thinks the prince of vampires would want me. It’s well known that vampires do not like the taste of werewolf blood, generally keeping us safe from them, unless we stumble into their territory. But when that vampire tasted my blood, he didn’t seem repulsed. Just the opposite. And I don’t know what it was that he said, but the way he said it gave me goose bumps. Whatever it is, it can’t be good for me.

I don’t know how long we drive before we stop. When the trunk opens, I’m ready to jump out, not that I’ll get far with my arms and legs bound, but I have to try. However, the vampire anticipates me and snatches me out of mid–air.

play your cards right, perhaps Prince Keenan will keep

We walk toward a building that you would expect to be owned by vampires. It’s dark, gloomy, and gothic looking. Gargoyles at the corners of what looks like an old castle. The only lights that I can see from inside look red and cruel, like what I’d expect in a low–class

we walk in, the screams that are coming from somewhere in front of me make my blood run cold. It’s the sound of pain and fear and death. Along with that sound is the sickening sound of lustful grunting, slurping and flesh

I’m in a room filled with vampires and humans. The smell of blood and death

Again, it feels so cliché that if I wasn’t disgusted by what is going on around me,

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a blood red cushioning across the back, seat and arm rests. I can’t tell how tall the

her age, is being forced to go down on him. He has a grip on her head and is shoving himself into her mouth at a brutal pace. I can see her fists punching against his legs as I watch his body tense