The Broken Warrior’s Daughter by Cooper novel Chapter 179

Chapter 0179 

After the bath and the food, I’m exhausted. I’m so thankful that Liam doesn’t 

start peppering me with questions again. It scares me that Alessia will start to get stronger and we might be found out, but I’m also thrilled at having my wolf back. She’s been more active since we woke up, much more so than she has been in the past couple of years, so I’m hopeful that she can get strong and we can leave before Liam realizes what she is. 

I don’t remember falling asleep, but I’m suddenly back in the feeding room. The screams, the smells, all of it batters my senses again. Somewhere in my mind, I know this is a dream but it feels so real. When Prince Keenan turns his gaze to me, his eyes are blood red, his fangs are extended. 

“Did you think you could escape me? Did you think I wouldn’t find you and bring you back? You belong to me. You’re mine!” He snarls it at me before grabbing my head, pulling my neck to the side and sinking his fangs into my neck. 

I’m scream, sitting up in bed, still feeling the pain of his fangs savagely plunging into my neck. I’m still screaming when a huge sandy colored wolf breaks through the door to my bedroom, bounding onto the bed, covering me in his warmth and filling my nose with the scent of the forest, the scent I love. 

I grab hold of his fur, burying my face in his neck. He lays down on top of me. “Is she okay Alpha?” I hear Dustin from somewhere over by the door. I can’t move, I can’t let go. This wolf has become my lifeline. 

Liam must have mind linked him because I hear his footsteps moving away, down the hall. 

I feel Cyran’s chest rumbling with something that sounds like a purr. The sound is calming and helps me to get my breathing back under control. He begins rubbing his face against my face and neck, letting me hold on to him with my death grip. 

When the warmth of his body starts to penetrate the cold fear of mine, I finally relax my grip on him. “I’m sorry.” I whisper it into his fur, iny face still pressed against his neck. 

I feel more than hear him chuff at my words. As I get my bearings and begin to relax, I realize that this wolf is really big, bigger than my father’s. His body is longer than mine in my human form. I wonder how tall he stands. I’m short, so he may be as tall as I am. I guess it’s because he’s an Alpha. 

I pull back and look at him. His dark eyes shining back at me. “You must be 

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Cyran.” 

He licks my nose and I can’t help but giggle. I look him over as best I can in the dark. “You’re a huge wolf, you know that? And beautiful.” I run my fingers through his fur. “Your fur is so soft.” He pushes his face against my hand. I chuckle, “You like that, huh?” A soft bark is my answer. 

We sit like that for a minute. He’s heavy, but the weight of him helps me to feel grounded. His whine makes me look at him. He wants to know what happened. 

I shake my head. “Just a nightmare.” I feel tears forming in my eyes, and I sniff. ” I was back there in the feeding room,” I look at Cyran, “That’s what I called it, the feeding room. And he was there, Prince Keenan. He said he’d found me and that I belong to him, that I’m his.” Cyran growls low and menacing against me.” I don’t want to go back there.” I say it in barely more than a whisper, but I know he can hear me.