The Broken Warrior’s Daughter by Cooper

Chapter 0169

I’m back in hell. The screams, the fear, the blood, it surrounds me. How did I end up back here? I thought I had escaped. I thought I was free. I try to remember what happened, but I can’t. My senses are overwhelmed by the sounds and smell of the feeding room.

The panic I feel only intensifies as I look around and I don’t see my friend. Sarah. How do I know her name? I can’t remember, but she’s not here. It’s only me and all of the dying humans. Maybe I’m dead. This isn’t where I expected to end up. I thought I’d be with my parents, someplace safe.

Almost as if the Moon Goddess heard me, I catch the scent of the forest. The scent. that I loved so long ago when mother and I would walk around, gathering plants and herbs. The scent gets stronger when suddenly, it surrounds me and I am no longer in the vampire’s den, but I’m back in the woods.

I’m still alone, but it feels safe here. It reminds me a better time, when things were good in my life. I begin walking around, not really knowing where I am or where I’m going. I find a sunny spot and lay down in the sun. I’m so tired, and the sun feels so good on my skin that I fall asleep.

I wake up again in the forest. I look around me. I’m still alone but the feeling safety is still here. I take a deep breath. I forgot how much I love the smell of the forest. The fresh air, the slight scent of pine, the clean scent of the earth after a rain. I can smell it all and it makes my heart soar.

shouldn’t my parents be here? I stand and begin calling for them. I walk around continuing my search. Buy they are not here. There

forgotten. But now that I am

when I’m tired, enjoying the forest around me when I’m awake. Nothing changes,

something. A voice, from far off. I quietly follow the sound trying to find the source. It’s a masculine voice and it’s the most attractive

increases a bit. “Oh Alessia. If you can hear me, I’ve missed you so much. I love you. I’m trying to figure out where we are and maybe you can

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the masculine voice has stopped and Alessia’s

continues off and on, until one day, I hear a feminine voice talking to the masculine voice. Alessia growls in

stops and the smell of the forest around me dims. The feminine voice continues, and I feel a strange tugging on my arms. When the tugging has stopped and the sounds of the woman are gone, Alessia