The Broken Warrior’s Daughter by Cooper

Chapter 0444

Shots ring out all around us and in an instant, I know what they learned in their experiments on the rogues. They’ve figured out a way to not just incapacitate us, but to kill us quickly. I watch as a wolf beside me takes a shot to the shoulder. The silver bullet immediately ‘melts‘, turning into liquid silver and spreading into his system. The initial wound takes him down, but as I watch, I can see the silver spread. The minute it gets to his heart, I feel his life snuff out through my Alpha

bond.

Louis howls is anger and pain and we turn with renewed vigor back to the battle. Not only are we outnumbered, if any wolf takes a hit from a bullet, it will kill them. The Guardians and their mates have a resistance to silver, but I don’t think that will save us today. We are all going to die on this battlefield. But before that happens, I’m going to take down as many as I can.

The battle is bloody. Hunters lay dead and dying all around me. Louis slicing through their bodies easily with his claws. We’ve ripped arms from bodies, throats from necks and his fur is covered in

blood, making his black fur look even darker.

From every direction, I hear wolves howling in pain as they take a hit from a bullet and I’m feeling

them. It’s making it harder and harder to

yelps as we’re hit in the hind leg by a bullet. I feel

three legs. It will take the silver awhile to get to my heart to kill us,

in the fighting, I realize that Grace has joined. She and her sisters are taking out hunters, blowing them apart. But as fast as they are taking them out, more are appearing. There are just too

draws us to her in the battle. We won’t let anyone hurt our mate while we are still living. We can still feel the silver making its way closer and closer to our heart. I don’t know how much time we have left, but we

lung. The cilver leaks out making it hard to breathe. Louis coughs before jumping on another hunter.

of attacks against the hunters. Without a wolf, Carlos has been able to survive the bullets, but I can feel him fading in my mind, as my own tether to Grace starts to wane. I cant feel the agony of the mates in the bunkers at the loss

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takes me a moment to realize it’s Rik. He’s lying dead in her arms. It seems Cara’s grief is providing a buffer to

be the one

melts into my heart and

in, and my surroundings fade, I see