The Broken Warrior’s Daughter by Cooper

Chapter 0395

I raise my voice. “All sprites are welcome to take refuge on our land. I am the Guardian of the Realm. I and my pack will protect you. Get to the packhouse, find someone to show you to a bunker. Go now!” I command and as one, the nearly 100 sprites race past our borders, headed to the packhouse.

Alexander’s wolf, Fynn, runs up, joining us. I turn to him. “Who is Tula?”

“Their friend, Luna. Another sprite.” He mind links me.

“Okay, we have sprites that have been taken prisoner. Some are injured and they are in cages. Alexander, Thomas, John, you’re on hostage rescue. Find them and get them to safety. The rest of you, we’re taking the hunters out.”

I jump and shift and Eli and I turn our noses into the air. “I smell nearly 30.” He says to me, testing his use of my Guardian gift.

“Thirty–three hunters.” I say through the mind link, opening it to everyone.

I can smell the sprites. “Five sprites, separate cages, all are injured. Be careful with them.”

into two groups. There are a couple of others, outside the circle that the pack is creating. Eli and

puts his head in the air and howls just as the arrows and bullets start flying. We rush into the fray. I can see Alexander and his team trying to get the cages opened. One sprite, in particular, looks like it might be dead. I can’t worry about that now, so

and Maia begin cleaving through the hunters. We take some hits from arrows laced with wolfsbane and Maia takes a bullet to the shoulder, but it doesn’t stop us. We rip through flesh and bone, tearing out throats, hearts and

innards.

the joint dislocates. The hunter screams, grabbing his shoulder, but the blood is gushing from his arm. I feel Louis behind us, and I turn as he grabs a hold of another hunter’s wrist with his teeth.

stab me from behind. Maia bites

a chuck of flesh out of his leg. He

make sure there are no hunters around before shifting. I reach my hand in to the cage and realize that she is badly injured. This must be Tula. I can see where her wing has

as she nestles into him. “She’s

directly to Sirona.” I tell him and he

me. “Is that

all dead?” I ask, turning to

injured.” He says, looking

I had forgotten about the bullet in my shoulder.