The Broken Warrior’s Daughter by Cooper novel Chapter 475

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Chapter 0475 

When we get near my house, we stop. “Lily, I want you to promise me something.” He’s gotten very serious. 

“Okkkkaaaay.” I drag out the word because he’s being dramatic. 

“If anything happens, if anything feels funny this weekend, I want you to call me. Do you have my number?” He asks. 

“Is this your way of getting my phone number, Clint?” I ask him, putting a hand on my hip. 

“I have your number, Lily.” He says, a ghost of a smile on his face. “But do you have mine?” 

“No, I don’t.” 

“I’ll text you tonight. Put my number in your phone. This weekend, if something happens, call me and I’ll come get you.” 

“You’re serious?” I say, frowning. 

“I’m very serious.” 

“Okay Clint.” I say, shaking my head. 

“Now, get inside before your father comes out to get you.” 

I jog up to my door, turning around to look at him before stepping inside. This time I wave at him before closing the door. 

After dinner, I’m in my room doing my homework when my phone pings. 

Unknown: Lily, this is Clint. Save my number in your phone. 

Me: Okay, dad. 

Unknown: Are you into the Daddy kink? 

Me: Don’t you have enough girls into your Big Daddy kink? 

Casanova: None of them are you. 

Me: There’s a reason for that. 

Casanova: And what is that reason? 

Me: Self–respect. Restraint. Taste. 

Casanova: Ohhh, taste. Tell me more. 

Me: 

Casanova: See you tomorrow, beautiful. Sweet dreams. 

Me: ‘Night, Clint. 

The next morning, I get ready and head to training. I’m paired up with one of the other female warriors. She’s good. It’s nice to practice with a female because her strengths are different from the male warriors and how I spar with her is 

different because of it. 

We’re about an hour into training when the howl goes up. Rogues have breached the borders. Everyone in training turns and shifts, heading to where the call came from. From the corner of my eye, I see Alpha Patrick and Beta Calvin come running out of the packhouse, shifting mid–stride. Clint and Anders are leading the charge. Just as they get to the forest line, rogues start coming out from everywhere. Our pack is large, but not everyone is a fighter. 

Those of us on the training field reach the fight first. I jump in without hesitation. This is what we train for. This is why we constantly work to be stronger and faster. 

The smell of the rogues is disgusting, they smell like rotten food. I have to hold my breath as Andra bites down on the leg of one, ripping her head back and forth, snapping the leg. Before the rogue can limp away, she clamps her teeth on his throat, tearing it out then turns to the next rogue. 

More of our pack members are coming, but right now we’re outnumbered. It takes every bit of training I have to fight. I’m going after a rogue when another one bites down on Andra’s flank, dragging her back. Her surprised yelp cuts off before she turns, slashing her claws down the face of her attacker, slicing an eye and leaving gaping claw marks on his face. He releases her and she goes for the kill when the first rogue jumps on her back. He’s snapping at her neck and she’s dodging but the one she slashed is getting up and is about to attack her when the weight of the one on her back gets removed. 

Andra turns her head and I see Donovan ripping into the wolf, slashing through his stomach before ripping his throat out. He turns and jumps on the one in front of me, breaking it’s back before going back to fight beside Anders. I don’t have time to consider that he left his Alpha to come assist me before I’m back in the fray of the fight. 

When more of our pack show up, the rogues retreat, getting run off the pack lands. The howls of the pack are victorious but as I look around, I see several pack members shifted on the ground. Andra is about to go see if the closest ones are still alive when Donovan comes bounding back. He sniffs her, licking her leg 

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