The Broken Warriors Daughter Novels & Stories

“Three. Two of my warriors are already heading toward Skye.” Relief flooded through me so quickly my knees almost weakened. “How long?” “They're running as fast as they can.” Then Wren's voice changed. The efficient captain disappeared for a moment. “Please save her, Morgan.” I frowned. “I'm trying.” “Kayla is the daughter of one of my best warriors.” My eyes traveled toward the girl lying motionless on the bed. Oh, Goddess. Her father had probably spent years protecting our Pack. Patrolling our borders. Risking his life for ours.

, Lincoln growled out as he stepped forward, but Finn's warrior put a hand on his chest and stopped him. Ouuu... I do not think that was a good idea. Lincoln sized the warrior, grabbed that hand that was on his chest, twisted it and then brown it. Crack! "Now, now Lincoln, leave my warriors alone", Finn laughed sadistically. Lincoln pushed the warrior who screamed from his wrist being broken away from him and then dusted his shirt. "Now I will ask for the last time, Finn… Where is my daughter?", Lincoln asked again as Finn now stood in front of us, not close, though.

I tilted my head to see Lucas, who also tilted his head to look at me. “Search the entire house. Eleanor must be somewhere inside, find her, and bring her. Bring me anything that breathes.” I said rapidly to Lucas and nodded sharply, going into the building with some warriors. Not long after, they came out of the house empty-handed. “No one is in there. We could not find her or Ethan.” Lucas said in a calm tone. I could see the rage that was burning in his eyes. I instantly got furious. I walked towards where one of his warriors was kneeling, I brought my claws and plunged them through his chest, ripping out his heart. Ethan's Beta watched in shock as he saw me kill one of their warriors in

This was confirmed when I saw two warriors walking toward us. "What a waste of my time," Alpha Jaxon muttered. "I should have killed you a long time ago if I knew how useless you were." I wondered what he meant by that, but only for a moment before the two warriors grabbed me. "She’s banished from the pack. Take her out!" he ordered. ~ "What are you doing with her?" She asked. Although the warriors weren't obliged to answer, they had to give a response because she was the daughter of the leader of the warriors.

The warriors “Baby,” the girl I had bedded - what was her name again? Diana, Dana? I didn’t remember or care - wrapped her arm around my chest. I felt the peaks of her nipples graze my back and stir up my manhood back up. “Why are you searching for that maid again?” I grit my teeth, ignoring the girl’s annoying voice. I wanted to tear out those vocal cords from her throat. Maybe then she would learn to keep her mouth shut. However she was the daughter of one of the pack’s most respected families. I had to calm down.

She looks up at the rising moon, begging the goddess “Why? Why did you take him?” Tears fall down her face as she is surrounded by her warriors. When the attack is over, and all the rogues are dead. Among the dead are Luna Nova, Beta Terry and 23 Warriors. “Alpha, what can we do for you?” Frank, Beta Terry’s brother asks. “Take the title Beta, clean up the mess and arrange the funeral,” Alpha Zachary tells him. “I need to be with my daughter, she has lost her mother. I can’t let her lose me too.”

Her face showed no anger, just a mix of emotion drifting between confusion and lingering sorrow. "Well, it's just that..." Rebecca paused. "There's been a lot happening in such a short time." Annie nodded gradually, absorbing each word. An alliance with an Alpha, particularly a strong one like Damian Blackfang, was not considered casual. She questioned what it felt like to have that type of connection. To be recognized and selected with such assurance. Her relationship with Marcus had never had that magic. There was no connection, no natural attraction. Their mother extended her hand over the table, softly resting it on Annie's arm. "You're not damaged," she gently remarked, understanding he

"Tired of hiding pieces of myself." Saphira nodded, understanding flickering in her eyes. "You know this doesn't end here." "No," Vessa whispered. "It starts here." In the dark halls of the Dustborn Court, Sirelia felt her daughter's bond break. Not fray. Break. The glass in her hand shattered. She stood slowly, fire reflecting in her eyes. "She chooses war, then." She stepped toward the war table, where maps of Emberfall lay scattered. "So be it." Not to reclaim her.

“The woman who didn’t just survive betrayal—she weaponized it. Who turned ashes into empire. Who made heartbreak look like a stepping stone to a throne.” There were clinks, cheers, even a few “hell yeahs.” I flushed, but I held Gemma’s gaze with pride. Rowen’s hand grazed mine under the table. Then my dad stood. He cleared his throat, setting his water down. “To my daughter,” he said. “She’s always been a fighter. But this past year… she became a force. She didn’t settle. She didn’t break. She became the woman she was always meant to be.”

I say "I know you have a daughter of Poseidon, a son of Athena, and a son of Ares in your group, so for the battle they will be temporarily under my command, plus one of my guards is a daughter of Gaia, which is almost as rare as a child of nyx so I'll have her join the battle as well" I say "Yes, Your Majesty," they all say "We've been training the soldiers extra hard the last couple of days, and I have been coming up with a battle plan," says General Oris