The Broken Warrior’s Daughter by Cooper novel Chapter 280

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When Keenan sends his first wave, there are hundreds of vampires. The power that Cara, Clint and I have together can only hold for so long. It drains all of our energy. We are able to wipe out the first wave of vampires, but the second wave mostly gets through. By the third wave, we break off and begin fighting 

individually. 

We stay together as long as possible, and I see Rik and Liam throwing vampires to Clint to take out. He’s a machine. He always was. Alessia remembers him from his younger days. He’s stronger than an Alpha, so powerful. Even now, in his revised wheelchair, he’s taking on more vampires than most of the wolves on the battlefield. 

I wasn’t expecting to be able to feel the death of our pack members. I’ve never been a ranked pack member and it’s hard to concentrate constantly hearing the howling of wolves in pain and then feeling their death in my mind and heart. 

Thankfully, my Guardian instincts kick in and I’m fighting like my Guardian spirit has fought for centuries. The amount of knowledge that flows through me is incredible. My Guardian has even fought against vampires, so we know how best to kill them, and we are killing them as fast as they come at us. 

I’m making sure that I’m close to Liam, even when we get pushed away from Cara, Rik and Clint. I know Rik will protect Cara. He didn’t want her here in her pregnant state, but I understand her desire, her need, to be a part of this. We are the power in this fight. And we are what the vampires are coming for. This is our fight. 

Cyran is amazing. There is something to be said for the strength and power of an Alpha. There is a reason that they are the leaders of their pack and Liam is showing exactly why he is the leader of our pack. He is fearless and he is deadly. 

I see Liam battling multiple vampires when yet another goes to jump in to try to bring him down. Before I even know what we’re doing, Alessia has taken over and she jumps in to take the vampire out, ripping its head from its body in one move. 

I see Ailduin’s warriors fighting, some dead on the ground. I’m heart broken, 

knowing that the immortal lives of these warriors has ended. 

I hear Cyran howl in pain. Alessia whips her head around, ready to jump in to help him and that’s when I smell him. Prince Keenan. He takes advantage of my momentary distraction and grabs us by our neck and chest. 

“There’s my girl. My delicious, mouthwatering girl. Oh, how I’ve missed you. I 

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will enjoy having you, taking you every night.” Alessia is thrashing in his arms. From the corner of my eye, I see him look at Liam before sinking his fangs into Alessia’s neck. The pain is excruciating. 

‘Alessia, we need to shift. You’re too big, it makes it easier for him to keep a hold on us.‘ She agrees and we shift in his arms, not caring if he gets hurt in the process. When I’m back to myself, I slam my head into his face, forcing him to dislodge his fangs from my neck. 

I hear Liam scream for me to duck and I do, going under his arm as it comes up to punch Keenan on the side of his head. When I duck, I see that the vampire Liam injured isn’t dead yet. I let my claws come out and I slice through his neck, separating his head from his body. I’m watching to see if he will turn to dust when I hear Liam. 

“Angel!” 

When I turn, Liam has Keenan. He’s giving me the chance to kill him, to end the misery that haunted me for years. My mate, the man I love, will give me this because he knows I need it more than he does. 

Unlike with Sebastian, I know exactly how to kill this vampire. I punch just under his heart and Alessia lets her claws come out, puncturing his insides while we grab his heart. Keenan’s face is almost comical, like he can’t believe that I would want to kill him. 

I want him to know that I’m doing this because he’s the most worthless creature on the face of the planet. A blight on the supernatural community. I feel no regret when I rip his heart from his chest and crush it in my hands. 

Liam pulls me to him, holding me. I need his touch more than he knows. My mind wants to spiral out of control, back to a dark and hateful place. Holding on to Liam keeps me grounded. It keeps me here, refusing to let me go to that dark 

place. 

We pull apart and I look around. There has been a shift in the battle. We are winning now. There have been casualties but, in the end, we will win. 

As I turn to look at my fellow Guardians, I see it. The leech that was with Keenant has Clint, his fangs deep into Clint’s neck. As I watch, Dimitri rips Clint’s throat out. His mouth is covered in blood that is dripping down his face. His face, turned up to the night sky, has a look of total ecstasy from feeding on Clint. 

I feel it, just as I have felt every other death tonight. The tether that bonded us as Guardians snaps and I know that he is gone. I realize that Cara feels it too, the death of her father. I watch as she turns, seeing her father crumple to the ground. 

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I hear her scream at the same time I feel her aura, the absolute raw power pushing out of her. She will kill us all in her grief. 

“LIAM!” 

My only thought is to protect him and as many others as I can from Cara’s power, bomb, because that is what it is, an electromagnetic pulse of her power.