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 and

please excuse the

I would have used. While the outside of the packhouse is pristine, the inside is in shambles.

last week and

exactly thinking clearly.”

that the entire pack has been called to

is mine.” I hear my father’s voice, dripping with contempt, as I step outside. I can see him swinging swords

more devastating. realizing that I’m alive and a Guardian or being rejected by

gone

one side of me, and Anders on the other. “Alpha

during a challenge. You may battle as a human

lip curls in a snarl as he turns his gaze from Anders to me. “You brought

fight fair, Alpha. It’s not like you haven’t hidden the horrible things that you’ve done in your past

are all shocked to see that I’m still alive. I don’t know

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

in a while.

mine, father. As the true

a duel for the

dressed to fight, in a sports bra and leggings. I choose to fight barefoot, in case I need to shift.

and clothing, which will make

My p

a deep breath and wait for him. I don’t expect that it will take long, and I’m not disappointed. He 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

off the top layer of clothing, giving himself more freedom of movement. “You always were a bitch, just like your whore

my own and knocking his head back with a snap. He stumbles backward but doesn’t fall. “The only whore around here, is