The One He Claimed by cooper (Sophie and Hunter) novel Chapter 146

Chapter 146

From the corner of my eye. I see his canines extending and I know I’ve failed my daughter. I’m too weak to protect her.

“That’s where you’re wrong. All of us, every she–wolf, should have a choice. I won’t let you take hers, like you allowed Owen to take mine,” my daughter says from somewhere behind me. I’ve never heard the fierce determination in my daughter’s voice that I hear right now. I can’t see her face, but a wave of pride flows through me that she’s standing her ground

too.

“What are you doing, Brooklyn? I’m your father.

“No. Fathers don’t allow their daughters to suffer like you allowed me to. You’re just a sperm–donor, nothing more. My mother and I don’t need you.”

Michael’s grip on my face weakens and I turn my head just enough to see my daughter holding the gun, aimed at Michael’s head. Unlike mine, her hands are steady and sure.

“Brooklyn…” Michael says. I don’t know what he sees in her eyes, but he sits up, looking shocked.

“Goodbye,” she says and the shot rings out, echoing loudly in my ears in the small space around us.

I’ve barely registered that my daughter just shot my mate when the pain rips through my body. I scream, clutching my chest as Michael’s body collapses beside me, his eyes open, still looking shocked.

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“Mom! Mom! Stay with me, stay with me. Please mom, stay with me!” I hear my daughter’s voice, but it sounds like it’s far away.

“HELP!” I hear her scream as the pain of losing my mate overtakes me.

Sophie

When the howls of attack go up, Hunter and I jump out of bed.

“Call your father and Kayce, and take care of my mate,” he says, pulling me to him and kissing me fiercely before racing out of the room and leaping off the stairwell, shifting on his way down to the first floor.

I grabbed one of Hunter’s shirts and my phone as I begin racing down the stairs meeting up with Kinsley as we watch wolves rushing out of the packhouse from every direction.

I dial my father’s number.

“Sweetheart is everything okay?” he answers.

“We’re under attack, Dad. Koden,” I say and immediately hear my father’s howl go up, waking up his pack.

“We’re on our way. Get safe, Sophie.”

“To the safe rooms!” I yell over the chaos on the first floor. I grab Kinsley. “Be careful!” I say before racing off. She and I had decided to take separate safe rooms to help facilitate everyone getting into their assigned

rooms.

As I run, I dial Alpha Kayce.

“Yeah,” he answers sleepily.

“Alpha Kayce, this is Luna Sophie. We’re under attack.”

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“Joshua?” he asks, instantly alert. I can hear him moving around, Allison’s voice asking what’s going on in the background.

“Koden.”

“We’re on our way,” he says, and I hear his howl go up a moment before the phone disconnects.

“What can I do? I can’t shift yet,” Margot asks, rushing up.

“Help me get these people inside their safe rooms. Can you take lead in one, make sure everyone stays calm.

“Of course!” she says, rushing toward another safe room and helping the people get safely into their room.

‘Status check, Soph,‘ Hunter says. I can hear Shaw snarling in our mind as well. He’s already fighting.

‘Almost there,‘ I say, looking around.

‘Move faster. I need you safe,‘ he says just as the mind link cuts off.

“DOOR ONE CLOSING!” I hear Kinsley announce.

“Margot, you’re next,” I say to her.

“DOOR TWO CLOSING!” she announces as I hear Kinsley’s door slam shut and lock.

“ANYONE ELSE?” I yell, looking around, as Margot’s door slams shut and locks.

“Luna!” a young woman yells, she’s trying to carry three young children in her arms. I race to her and grab one of her pups, just as the glass sliders in the back of the packhouse smash open.

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‘Sophie! Tell me you’re in a safe room!‘ Hunter’s voice booms in my head.

“Go, go, go!” I yell at the woman. “DOOR THREE CLOSING!” I shout as the sounds of snarling and tearing flesh move closer to us.

I race into the room, handing off the pup and turning to close the door just as a wolf slams his body against it. The women and children behind me scream, but Lucas‘ wolf attacks the other wolf, grabbing him by the neck and pulling him away. I slam the door closed, just as another wolf tries to break in. His paw gets caught in the door and one of the women behind me jumps up to help hold the door while I throw the lock, pinning the wolf’s paw in our room. His howl of pain echoes in our enclosed space as I step back panting.

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