The Broken Warrior’s Daughter by Cooper novel Chapter 186

Chapter 0186 

“I hope you do. She’s worth waiting for, I’ll tell you that.” 

We get to work, going through things that have been sitting, waiting for me. Dustin is an efficient Beta who can stand in as Alpha when I’m away, but he’s made sure to leave information on decisions he made while I was out of pocket. It feels good to get caught up and to know that the pack is still running smoothly. I also fill him in on the updates to the company and new employees I hired while I was in town. 

We’re about to stop and have a drink when I hear it. Angel’s blood curdling 

scream. I’m through the door and up the three flights of stairs in a second, flying into her room. When she looks at me, I see the haunted look in her eyes. I take a step toward her, and she moves to get away from me. Dammit. 

‘Shift. She isn’t afraid of me.‘ Cyran says. I don’t think twice. I shift, ripping my clothes to shreds in the process, and Cyran jumps on the bed. She immediately grabs hold of him in her death grip and he lays down on her like we did last night. Dustin mind links me. “Do you need anything Alpha?” 

“No, she had another nightmare. Just keep everyone off my floor.” 

“You know you’re going to have to tell them something soon. The rumor mill is going wild.” 

I know it is. I’ve had a female tucked up on my floor for nearly two weeks for the first time in my life and no one has seen her. And now, Cara has been here and that will only enflame the rumor mill further. 

Angel is shaking so hard I’m surprised I can’t hear her bones rattling together. Even with all his fur and muscle, I can feel her bones jutting into Cyran’s body as he lays on her. He begins purring like he did last night. The sound reverberating through his body into hers, relaxing her. It takes time again, but slowly the shaking subsides and her death grip on his face and neck releases. Her breathing evens out and I hear her say “I’m sorry” like she did last night. 

She has nothing to be sorry for. I can only imagine the terror she witnessed for all those years. I’m angry that I didn’t look for her. I know it’s not a rational thought. I never would have searched a vampire coven for my mate. But I still feel like I let her down. I’m her mate, the one that is supposed to protect her, keep her safe and I didn’t do that. 

While we lay there, listening to our mate’s heart rate slow, feeling her body relax, 

+15 BONOS 

I think back to what Cara said. The vampires knew about the Guardians. They also seemed to know that they liked the taste of their blood. Hopefully, somewhere in King Ailduin’s chronicles, there is something that will give us more information. about that. The last thing I want is every vampire in the country after my mate. 

Cyran begins licking her face again. ‘I don’t like when mate cries.‘ 

“It’s okay Cyran. I’m okay.” She tells him, beginning to stroke his fur. I admit, I like the feeling of her fingers running through his fur as much as he does. I really hope that one day she runs her hands over my body like this. 

Cyran gently woofs at her. It worked last night to get her talking. I’m hoping it works again. I want to know what’s going on in that head of hers. 

“It was another nightmare.” She stops and Cyran nuzzles her with his nose. She laughs softly but continues. “There was another girl there, in the coven with me. The vampire I mentioned earlier, Sebastian, who brought me to the prince, he was rewarded with his choice of ‘fresh food‘, that’s what they called the humans that were brought in each day. She was the only other person that they didn’t kill. Sebastian didn’t share her, but he did rape her every day. At some point we made eye contact and we had these words that we would mouth to each other every night. It was way of letting the other person know that they weren’t alone 

I 

and that someone there cared about them.” 

She stops, tears falling down her face again. “Prince Keenan killed her in my dream. I fought him and he killed her because of it. I watched while they tore her to pieces in front of me.” Her tears have turned into sobs and Cyran is whining, trying to comfort her. I need be able to speak to her, so I make a decision and Cyran agrees. 

I shift back while laying on top of her. I immediately move my weight from her, pulling the blanket that’s not covering her over myself then pulling her into my side, wrapping both arms around her.