The Broken Warrior’s Daughter by Cooper

Chapter 0326

I drink half a bottle of water in one go, then dig into the food. “So, what’s the plan?”

“There’s a bus leaving at 1pm heading toward Jackson, Mississippi. We’ll stop at a small town tomorrow on the other side of Jackson, stay the night then head out the following day toward Birmingham, where we’ll plan to stay another night before heading toward home. At that pace, we’ll get to north Georgia by the end of the week. But that also gives us two nights in a hotel to get decent food and sleep. I’ve already called Rik and given him the plan. I’ll call him again when we stop outside of Jackson.”

After breakfast, Eli showered, we check out of the hotel and head back to the bus station. Eli was still watchful of everything, making sure there was no one suspicious. The bus ride to the area outside of Jackson was tiring, but uneventful. I took the opportunity to ask Eli about where we are going and try to get to know my mate a little bit better.

“We’re headed to my old pack lands, the Silver Dawn pack. I had started to rebuild the pack and was inviting anyone that needed sanctuary to come and be a part of a new pack. Not surprisingly, there are many with stories like ours Grace. So, you can imagine how many wolves came to the borders, asking for a safe place to live.”

“Are they all still there?” I ask, wondering what we’re going to be walking into. “I honestly don’t know. It’s been close to a year since I’ve been back. At the time, I was the self–proclaimed Alpha of the pack, and I left my assigned Beta in charge. I guess we’ll find out when we arrive.”

quickly wash off the dust of traveling, before heading out to get dinner. Eli is more relaxed, having spoken to Alpha Rik and hearing that the

most normal experience I’ve had since my mother passed away. We have a nice dinner, talking and laughing. I’m coming to realize that Eli is a caring individual. If my mother and I had met him. in our travels, he would have looked after us, as he seems to do with every stray he finds. He doesn’t call them strays, but that’s what they are. It’s what my mother and I were. We were

seem to recognize that he gives others a sense of

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on the bed, turning the TV on. “Do

really know what I’m doing. I’m hoping instinct,