The Broken Warrior’s Daughter by Cooper novel Chapter 167

Chapter 0167 

I carry my mate to the alpha floor. I’ve been the only person living on this floor since my mother died when I was 6 years old. My father wouldn’t set foot up here again after her death and moved into a dwelling away from the packhouse. He gave me the choice and I stayed here, preferring to live in familiar surroundings to living with my grieving father. 

I’ve mind linked the pack doctor to meet me here and I make my way to the room across the hall from mine. I don’t know if she will recognize me as her mate, so I want her to have her own space until she is healed and we can talk. 

I lay her down on the bed as Dr. Phillips knocks. “Alpha?” 

“Dr. Phillips, come in.” She comes over to the bed and takes in the state of my mate. She immediately begins setting up her medical supplies. “Alpha, can you take off her jacket and any other clothes she’s wearing while I get set up?” 

I see Dustin hovering in the doorway and I growl at him. “No males on this floor until I say so.” 

He backs away and Dr. Phillips looks at me curiously. 

I take off the jacket and see that she’s not wearing anything else underneath. A vicious snarl rips from my mouth when I see the state of her body. She is covered in bite marks. I hear the doctor gasp behind me and turn to her. “Are those…?” I ask. 

She nods. “Vampire bites.” She walks slowly to the bed, taking in the multiple scars and punctures in various stages of healing. They are everywhere. “Oh this poor woman. Where did you find her?” 

“She stumbled across our border and passed out.” 

She looks at me. “Do we know of any active vampire covens in the area?” I shake my head. As she begins her initial exam, I mind link Dustin. “Find out everything you know about vampires in a hundred mile radius.” 

“Yes Alpha.” I cut the mind link as the doctor looks at me. “Help me roll her over.” 

I snarl again when I see that her back is no better than her front. Cyran is thrashing in my head that someone would do this to our mate. 

Dr. Phillips puts an IV into her arm and begins giving her fluids. She takes blood and looks at me. “I need to test her blood and see if it can tell us anything. On 

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examination, I can tell you she’s dehydrated, malnourished and I would guess anemic and low on blood platelets.” 

She looks at my mate and then at me. “Dos 

know if she has a wolf?” 

“Cyran said her wolf is dormant.” I answer her without taking my eyes off this frail girl. How can this small woman be my fated mate. She looks like she will break if I touch her. 

“Is she…?” Dr. Phillips asks, wanting to know if she’s my mate. I nod my head before looking at her. “Yes, but only a few people know that, and I want to keep it that way. 

“Yes, Alpha.” She says before packing up her things. “I’ll take her blood, test it and be back when I have results and will check her again then. Contact me if anything changes in the meantime.”