The Broken Warrior’s Daughter by Cooper

Double Grace update!

Chapter 0422

When we park and exit our vehicles, we are greeted by my father’s mate. She is clutching my half- brother to her chest and has a fading bruise on her cheekbone. I’m familiar with the look of a woman’s face after my father’s beatings. I saw it on my mother’s face for over a year.

I walk up to her, carefully taking in my surroundings. There should be others here, if not in greeting, at least as a show of force. Where is everyone?

“Luna. I’m sorry, I didn’t get your name last week.”

“Luna Grace. I’m Paisley. I am no longer Luna of this pack. I rejected my mate after last weekend.”

I lower my voice, putting a hand on her arm gently. “Are you alright?”

She nods, tears in her eyes. “Please believe me, I didn’t know.” She whispers with a shaky voice.

“I know. As I said last week, you are welcome to come with us to our pack. Alpha Eli and I w accept you.” I turn, lifting my arm toward Eli so he would know to come join us.

“As my Luna said last week, you are more than welcome in our pack.” Eli assures her.

“What is my brother’s name?” I ask, looking at the toddler sleeping in his mother’s arms.

Her smile is genuine. “This is Levi.” I pat his back before looking around.

“Where is everyone?”

Her smile drops. “They are out back waiting for you.” Her voice drops. “Please be careful He knows he can’t defeat you one–on–one.”

and an elder.” I point to Anders

please excuse the mess.”

is not the word I would have used. While the outside of the packhouse is pristine, the inside is in shambles. It looked like someone had taken a sledgehammer

your meeting last week

exactly thinking clearly.”

the entire pack has been called to watch the fight. They are standing around

take what is mine.” I hear my father’s voice, dripping with contempt, as I step outside. I can

eyes look wild. I don’t know which was more devastating. realizing that I’m alive and a Guardian or being rejected by

he’s gone mad.

Anders on

challenge. You may battle as a human or a wolf, but weapons

snarl as he turns his gaze from Anders

It’s not like you haven’t hidden the horrible things that you’ve done in your past

stepped outside, but as I look around the pack, I can see that they are all shocked to see that I’m still alive. I don’t know what my father told them about me leaving the pack, but he must not have told them that it was me that

heart breaks for my old pack members. They all look disheveled and in disarray. They are

in a while.

rightfully mine, father. As the

Winters, to a duel for the right to lead this

as my father tosses his swords aside. I have come dressed to fight, in a sports bra and leggings. I choose to fight barefoot, in case I need to shift. My father looks like

padding and clothing, which will make it difficult for him

My p

rushes at me, swinging his arms. The clothing he’s wearing is limiting his range of motion and I easily sidestep, swinging a punch around to his back which sends him stumbling to the ground.

we’ve been fighting for hours. He pulls off the top layer of clothing, giving himself more freedom of movement. “You always were a

my face. I block his punch, throwing an uppercut of my own and knocking his head back with a snap.