Bound To The Broken Alpha (Amy and Daniel) novel Chapter 112

Chapter 112 The Cut Is Gone

AMY

My question silenced the room.

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Finally, Mrs. Carter spoke. “Then we need to turn this around. If Elias wants control, we’ll show the council that he’s been using them. But we’ll need proof of something that can’t be deleted.”

Daniel nodded slowly. “And a way to expose it publicly before he silences us.”

The plan was simple in theory which was to rebuild the trail from independent sources. It meant talking to people who once worked under Elias, tracking rogue payments through third–party trade routes, and securing witnesses. But it also meant we’d have to trust fewer people than ever.

As I gathered the files, the faint sting on my cheek pulsed again. I pressed a finger to it instinctively.

Daniel noticed. “Still hurting?”

“A little,” I said. “It’s manageable.”

He observed me for a second, his tone softening. “You shouldn’t have to manage pain because of someone else’s hatred.”

I smiled a little. “We’ve both done worse for this family.”

He didn’t argue. Instead, he stood up and said, “We’ll deal with Elias. And when this is over, I’ll make sure no one ever comes near you again.”

Mrs. Carter’s eyes lingered on us, a faint trace of approval in her expression. “He means that, Amy.”

I nodded, though inside I couldn’t shake the feeling that Elias was already several steps ahead watching, waiting and pretending to not know that we’re on to him.

Somewhere in the walls of this estate or the halls of our company, he still had someone feeding him our every move and we need to figure out who.

And the worst part was that I wasn’t sure who it was anymore.

***

I woke up the next morning feeling strangely light. For a second, I didn’t even remember falling asleep. The last thing I recalled was Daniel helping me clean the wound on my face. The cut had stung deep into my skin, a thin but sharp line that burned long after we bandaged it.

I got up from the bed to check my face in the mirror, I was surprised to see that there was nothing.

I sat up quickly, touching my cheek. It felt smooth like there was nothing there before. No tenderness, no mark at all. It was as if it had never happened.

The blanket slid off as I swung my legs to the floor. My body felt normal, but my mind didn’t. I walked to the mirror, turned my face toward the light, and looked again. The skin was clear and there wasn’t even a

faint scar.

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That was strange because it was poisoned and refusing to heal. All of a sudden it was gone.

Finished

Daniel walked in a few minutes later, still in his shirt from last night, the first two buttons undone. He stopped at the door when he saw me.

“You’re awake,” he said, his voice calm. “How are you feeling?”

I turned to him slowly. “That’s the thing. I feel fine. Too fine.”

His eyes narrowed. “What do you mean?”

I pointed to my check. “It’s gone.”

He stepped closer, his expression shifting from confusion to disbelief. His fingers brushed my face geny his thumb tracing where the wound had been. “Amy, there’s nothing here.”

“I know,” I said. “It healed overnight. Completely.”

He frowned. “That shouldn’t happen. That’s so strange with that kind of poison.”

We called for the medic immediately. The doctor arrived and examined it. The doctor was as astonished as

we were.

“I don’t understand,” she said finally, pulling her glasses down. “The wound was bad enough to take at least a week to heal. But there’s not even a trace of regeneration marks. No inflammation, no tissue shift. It’s like the injury never happened.”

Daniel crossed his arms. “So what does that mean?”

The doctor shook her head. “If I didn’t treat it myself, I’d say it never existed.”

Her words didn’t help. She packed up her things and left, promising to “run a few comparisons,” though I could tell she didn’t have a clue what to compare.

After she was gone, Daniel stayed by the bed, looking thoughtful.

“We keep this between us,” he said quietly.

“Why?” I asked.

“Because unexplained things like this don’t happen without a reason. And if it’s tied to Clara or the rituals she was part of, we don’t know who might be watching.”

He wasn’t wrong. Still, I hated the secrecy. I nodded anyway. “Fine. Just… don’t look at me like I’ve grown a

second head.”

His lips lifted slightly. “I’d notice that.”

He tried to lighten the mood, but the concern in his eyes didn’t fade.

Later at work, I sat at my desk, reviewing some documentation. The office buzzed quietly – phones ringing, keyboards clacking, people moving in and out. Nothing unusual.

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Yet everything felt… heightened. My senses felt overly heightened and it felt like I was sharing an office with a thousand people..

I could hear conversations from the other end of the floor. They were faint but clear. Someone laughing near the break room, another person complaining about a report delay. I rubbed my temple, telling myself I was imagining it.

When Daniel walked past my office later that morning, I knew before I saw him. I could sense his presence, even the intensity of his focus. That wasn’t normal either.

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