The Broken Warrior’s Daughter by Cooper

Chapter 0239

I’ve nearly finished my meeting with Jackson when I get a frantic mind link from Dustin.

“Alpha, get down here.” He sounds like he’s grunting in pain.

“Dustin, what is it?”

“Just…get….to….the….kitchen.” He sounds as if he’s barely able to get the words

out.

I race out of my office and down the stairs to the kitchen. The moment I walk in, I know something is very wrong.

The kitchen is full of pack members on their knees baring their necks, many are my strongest warriors. Dustin is off to the side. He’s still standing, but his neck is bared in absolute submission. My mate is standing in the center of the kitchen, holding the wrist of my Lead Omega, as he kneels in front of her. Interestingly, there are two

Omegas sitting against the wall behind her that seem unaffected by her aura. They are huddled together, holding on to each other, watching the scene wide–eyed.

I don’t have time to figure out why they aren’t affected, I need Angel to drop the aura now. Her aura is the strongest I’ve ever felt, stronger than mine. I can feel the pain coming through from my pack members.

“Angel, what is going on?”

When she turns, I realize it is Alessia who has control. “Alessia. Drop your aura.”

out at me, it’s like a full body punch. I take a half step back before standing

fucking submit to

her Cyran.”

willing to show my submission to my mate, especially

don’t know

moment to realize that she’s actually protecting these girls with her aura. It’s like they are inside a protective bubble. Interesting. That’s

pull your aura back. You are hurting

he drops to his

do not condone abuse of any pack member but if I don’t know that it’s happening, I can’t do anything about it. Drop your aura so we can

before I feel the pressure of her aura ease off. I watch my pack members all sigh in relief and either fall on their asses or lean against the wall. Dustin drags himself

her, wrapping my arms around her waist and running my nose over her hair. “Tell me

food with us today and this man was about to strike one of these girls. He had

did not.” He snaps back at

the man. “You’re the

her. Her head whips

I nod. Looks like I got that Guardian gift.

down in front of them,

age.

the kitchens?” I

reach out to run my