The Broken Warrior’s Daughter by Cooper novel Chapter 239

Chapter 0239 

I’ve nearly finished my meeting with Jackson when I get a frantic mind link from Dustin. 

“Alpha, get down here.” He sounds like he’s grunting in pain. 

“Dustin, what is it?” 

“Just…get….to….the….kitchen.” He sounds as if he’s barely able to get the words 

out. 

I race out of my office and down the stairs to the kitchen. The moment I walk in, I know something is very wrong. 

The kitchen is full of pack members on their knees baring their necks, many are my strongest warriors. Dustin is off to the side. He’s still standing, but his neck is bared in absolute submission. My mate is standing in the center of the kitchen, holding the wrist of my Lead Omega, as he kneels in front of her. Interestingly, there are two 

Omegas sitting against the wall behind her that seem unaffected by her aura. They are huddled together, holding on to each other, watching the scene wide–eyed. 

I don’t have time to figure out why they aren’t affected, I need Angel to drop the aura now. Her aura is the strongest I’ve ever felt, stronger than mine. I can feel the pain coming through from my pack members. 

“Angel, what is going on?” 

When she turns, I realize it is Alessia who has control. “Alessia. Drop your aura.” 

When she pushes her aura out at me, it’s like a full body punch. I take a half step back before standing my ground. I grit my teeth. 

‘Don’t you dare fucking submit to b 

her Cyran.” 

‘Not going to happen.‘ He says, fighting against her aura. There may be times when I’m willing to show my submission to my mate, especially in the bedroom. But right now, in front of the pack, when she’s forcing her aura out on everyone, is not the time. 

“Tell me what is going on. If I don’t know what the problem is, I can’t fix it.” 

“I caught this man abusing these Omegas.” She points to the girls behind her. I have a moment to realize that she’s actually protecting these girls with her aura. It’s like they are inside a protective bubble. Interesting. That’s not typical. Wolves. can’t direct and redirect their auras, usually it flows like a wave. 

“You need to pull your aura back. You are hurting the pack.” 

“Did you know?” And I feel her aura punch out again. The force finally breaks. Dustin and he drops to his knees. Goddess my girl is strong. I was ready for it this time and stand my ground. 

“Angel, I am one person. I can’t be everywhere at all times. I can’t see and know everything that goes on in the pack. I do not condone abuse of any pack member but if I don’t know that it’s happening, I can’t do anything about it. Drop your aura so we can talk about it and figure out what needs to be done.” 

I watch as she looks at me, before I feel the pressure of her aura ease off. I watch my pack members all sigh in relief and either fall on their asses or lean against the wall. Dustin drags himself to his feet. 

I walk over to her, wrapping my arms around her waist and running my nose over her hair. “Tell me what happened.” 

“I walked in to see about taking some food with us today and this man was about to strike one of these girls. He had already hit her once.” 

“That’s a lie, I did not.” He snaps back at her. 

I suddenly have a metallic taste in my mouth. Angel snarls at the man. “You’re the liar, I can taste your deceit. It tastes like…” 

“Metal.” I finish for her. Her head whips around to look at me. 

“Yes. Deceit tastes like metal.” I nod. Looks like I got that Guardian gift. 

I turn and walk over to the girls. Squatting down in front of them, I look at the older one. Neither of them is of 

age. 

“Do you work in the kitchens?” I ask. 

She nods at me, cowering. What the fuck? Why is she cowering? I reach out to run my fingers across the bruise I see beginning to form on her cheek. She flinches. 

away.