Bound To The Broken Alpha (Amy and Daniel) novel Chapter 118

Chapter 118 Coincidence

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I had made arraangments to meet with a private investigator to help in the search of the woman in the picture Amy had shown to me a few days ago.

I decided to meet the investigator at a quiet café on the far side of town, the kind of place where no one asked questions, and the staff didn’t care who you were as long as you paid in cash. The man was punctual, sharp–eyed, and carried a thin black folder under his arm.

He sat down across from me, “Mr. Carter,” he said. “I have what

you

asked for.”

I nodded once. “Let’s see it.”

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He slid the folder across the table and opened it to a single printed photo had shown me, the silhouette of a woman by a lake. But now, there were coordinates written

the same one Amy beneath it.

“I was able to recover metadata from the original file,” he said. “It’s been through multiple compressions, but the GPS tag remained intact. The image was taken about three months ago near the northern border of your pack’s old territory.”

My fingers tightened around the edge of the paper. “That’s too close.”

He nodded. “Exactly. Whoever took it wasn’t just nearby. They were on your land and inside your protected perimeter.”

I stared at the image again. The faint outline of the woman’s hair, the water, the shadows… it wasn’t just some random landscape. It was deliberate. Someone wanted Amy to see this.

“Can you tell who sent it?” I asked.

He shook his head. “The message came from a scrambled ID. Whoever did it knew how to cover their trail.”

That didn’t surprise me. People who had something to hide always did.

I closed the folder. “You’ve done enough. Send your report to my private line and delete everything else.”

He gave a short nod. “Understood.”

When he left, I stayed there for a few minutes, watching the steam curl from my untouched coffee. My thoughts were already miles away back at the estate, where Amy had spent the morning trying to stay busy even though I knew her mind was still on that note from Mrs.

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When I got back to the office, Amy was in her workspace, flipping through a few reports. She looked tired but determined, like she’d decided that keeping busy was the only way to stay sane.

I closed the door behind me. “I have something.”

She looked up immediately. “About the photo?”

I nodded and handed her the folder. “The coordinates show it was taken just outside the northern ridge about two hours from here.”

She stared at the printout, eyes narrowing slightly. “That’s still our territory.”

“Yes,” I said quietly. “Which means whoever took it wasn’t a stranger. They knew where to go.”

She traced a finger along the edge of the image, thinking. “Then it wasn’t random.”

“No,” I said. “It wasn’t.”

When she looked up again, she had the same look she had when she found the council records months ago. “I want to see it,” she said.

“Amy-”

“I need to,” she interrupted softly. “If my mother really was there… or still is…” She hesitated. “You don’t have to come if it’s too risky.”

I shook my head. “You know I’m coming.”

A faint smile tugged at her lips. “I figured you’d say that.”

Before I could respond, a knock sounded at the door. My mother stepped in, elegant as always, holding a folder of her own. She looked between us – at the open file on the desk, the tense air and sighed quietly.

“I had a feeling you two were working on something,” she said. “I suppose it’s about the photo.”

Amy nodded. “We found where it was taken.”

Mum’s gaze flicked to me. “You’re not thinking of going there.”

“I am,” I said simply.

She shook her head. “Daniel, think. If that image was sent from within our borders, it means

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someone breached our surveillance. And if Elias had anything to do with it, walking straight into that area could be exactly what he wants.”

Amy’s shoulders stiffened. “You think Elias sent it?”

“I think he knows more than he lets on,” Mum replied. “And until we know how far his influence reaches, we move quietly. No sudden moves, no public trips.”

I could tell Amy didn’t like it. Her jaw tightened slightly, but she said nothing. I understood why. She’d waited too long for answers to stand still now.

“We’ll be careful,” I said, trying to settle the tension.

“Be smart,” Mum corrected. “Careful isn’t always enough.”

She left soon after, and the silence between Amy and me stretched.

“I know she’s right,” Amy said after a moment. “But I can’t just do nothing.”

I leaned against the desk, watching her. “We’ll go soon. Just not without a plan.”

She nodded, though her eyes stayed on the picture in front of her. “If my mother was there, then she’s been close all along.”

The thought didn’t seem to comfort her.

Later that evening, I received a message from one of our outside sources – an informant who’d helped us gather records during the investigation against Elias. His message was short

but clear:

“Mark is back in town. He’s with Clara.”

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