A Warrior's Daughter Summary Novels & Stories

“Your daughter has superseded you, her own father's training, the best warrior and fighter, the royal delta. She is strong and kicked my ass today. As you can see, her technique is flawless, and her wolf, well, her wolf speaks for itself.” I looked at them stunned, they want my 15-year-old daughter to come and live in the Palace with the warriors. No. She was too young. Her mother would have a fit. The warrior’s quarters were no place for a 15-year-old she-wolf. Never mind the fact my daughter was indeed probably the strongest wolf in the realm; physically she could handle herself but, maturity? I wasn’t so sure.

The woman knew that was why she hugged her daughter so tight afraid she'd disappear and be gone if she loosened her grip in the slightest. "They're gone love, our warriors are very strong," I said softly to the young girl. "I'll also be a warrior like my father when I grow up." The little girl smiled a thousand-watt smile that was filled with pride and love for her father which she was yet to know was more. "Your father will be proud of you my dear." I ruffled her black hair that fell on her shoulders. "He didn't deserve to go like this, this soon." The woman whimpered, her tears flowing as she tried to fight back the tears not wanting her daughter to be saddened just yet.

I asked. The Warrior shrugged. "Celia is a good girl, she's my boss' daughter. This asshole hurt her, he will die. Get information to rescue the other girls by any means necessary." I nodded, "Thank you Warrior." He nodded and left. Sergi moved his chair and the extra against the wall. "Do you want to do this the easy way and just talk or are you going to be difficult and make me hurt you?" I asked the rogue. "I don't know anything." He sneered.

“A warrior is not judged by whether they are male or female. We judge warriors by their discipline, their ability, their courage, and their performance in battle.” His gaze swept across. “If you look at another warrior and see only their gender, you have already underestimated them.” He pointed toward the warriors who had just fought me. “Those five warriors were defeated today. Not because they were weak, but because their opponent was stronger and more skilled.” He paused. “Remember this: the battlefield does not care whether you are a man or a woman. Your enemy will not hesitate because you are female. They will not lower their weapon because you are smaller. And they certainly will not s

Just as she finished speaking, the outdoors crashed open, and the warriors rushed in carrying an unconscious Kendra, the Alpha hot on their heels. The warriors gently set Kendra on the long sofa while the Alpha barks. "Can someone call the Pack doctor?!" Mother and daughter flew to their feet with confused, terrified expressions. They looked from passed-out Kendra to the Alpha, who stared at his daughter worriedly and demanded together. "Dad, what happened?!" "Honey, what happened?!" The Alpha looked from his daughter to his mate, his eyes resting on her worried face. "Your stubborn, reckless daughter took on six rogues alone," he spat, his fear and worry making his voice harsh.

“She was in labor, giving birth to me. Then they were here, in the Iron Fang lands, arguing about who’d face Kasamaan. She went, Hunter stayed… but he followed her. She was betrayed, stabbed by her friend. She was so close to stopping him, but she was dying. Hunter attacked him, hurt him, but she… she teleported them away to save him. For me.”The warriors stood around us, their faces grim, and Jace spoke, his voice low. “Your mother was a warrior. So are you.”I nodded, my throat tight, and looked at Darius. “There’s more here,” I said, my voice steadying. “The runes… they’re showing me her life, her fight. We need to go back to the pack, it's getting late.”

Whatever they thought, she knew one thing for certain: there was no turning back now. An arrogant looking warrior, tall and weathered, yelled out from the crowd, “Yeah, but can she hit a moving target?” Some of the warriors around him laughed. Without hesitation, Jaiyana released the discus in his direction, severing the hair from the top of his head, smiling triumphantly as the discus returned to her. “Be confident, warrior, that if I had wanted to, I would have severed your head.” Her eyes were glowing brightly as she watched his stunned face, his hand feeling his newly shaved patch of scalp on his head.

His fingers dug into the armrests until the skin over his knuckles went white. Then my father’s hand came across my face so hard that people nearby gasped. Someone started whispering. Someone else stared like they were watching a show. “Matteo comes from the Ashford family,” my father said, keeping his voice low but making sure each word cut. “Do you honestly think someone like you deserves him? You know he wants your sister, and still you reach for her man. Do you want to destroy this family?” Blood ran from the corner of my mouth, warm and tasting like metal. But I did not touch my face. I did not move back. I just looked him in the eye and smiled.

Narrowing my eyes at him, I snarl, “I let my daughter down when I left her with Michael. There is no way I am going to let her down again. I will find Layla and then meet you at home.” His eyes mist over when he realizes I don't intend to back down. I felt torn in two, and my heart was breaking at the thought of leaving Jackson and Alec, but right now, my baby girl needed me more. Jackson embraces me tightly, not wanting to let me go, but he has no choice. His voice is husky with emotion as he says, “Take ten of my warriors with you.” I incline my head at Marian, and she walks between the warriors tapping ten female wolves on their shoulders. They separate from the rest of the group and stan

"My order is that you move right this instant, Asalan commanded. If the words of Xisuthra were right, then he had to see for himself. His daughter was dying out of nowhere, and the strange woman on the floor was not making any sense at all, but he just knew he needed to find the right way to fix the mess immediately before words got out. Reluctantly, Xisuthra moves his body and allows Asalan to move closer to see the woman on the floor. He sees the striking resemblance of his daughter to the woman on the floor. His shock overwhelms him, as he can't comprehend what is going on.