Bound To The Broken Alpha (Amy and Daniel) novel Chapter 165

Chapter 165 The Weight Of It All

CLARA

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The room went silent when he entered. Even the guards at the doorway stiffened like they feared breathing too loudly. I froze where I stood, staring at the man who had haunted my life without ever knowing it.

The Alpha of the South – my father.

His presence filled the space before he even spoke. His coat was dark and fitted. For a moment, I couldn’t move. It wasn’t fear. It was the shock of seeing the reflection of my own face in his We have the same gaze, same defiant line in the jaw.

eyes.

Marielle’s voice trembled beside me. “Please, Fedrick, don’t make this worse. She didn’t come here for trouble.”

He didn’t answer her. His stare locked on me, and in that moment, I understood what people meant when they said leadership could be silent. He didn’t have to raise his voice to remind everyone who held power here.

When he finally spoke, his words were harsh and terrifying. “You should never have come here.”

The weight of it hit me like a slap. My throat tightened, but I kept my ground. “Why? Because it’s easier to forget the daughter you threw away?”

Marielle reached for my arm, whispering for me to stop, but I couldn’t. Years of being told I was nothing. Fedrick’s jaw tightened. “Your existence was meant to stay buried. It wasn’t cruelty. It was protection.”

“Protection?” I laughed, but it came out sharp, humorless. “You call abandoning your child protection?”

He didn’t flinch. “My mate–your stepmother–would have started a war if I’d kept you. She made her loyalty to her bloodline clear. Keeping you would have destroyed everything I built.”

“So you saved your alliances instead of your daughter.”

“I saved lives,” he said quietly.

Marielle stepped forward. “You could have at least let me raise her here. I begged you, Fedrick. You knew what they were planning in the North. You let her grow up thinking she was no one.”

He finally looked at her, and for a second, something human flickered in his expression. Regret maybe. Then it was gone. “You don’t understand what leadership demands.”

Mark, who’d been silent until then, stepped in carefully Alpha Fedrick, this isn’t the time to rehash what’s already done. We came here to clear Clara’s past, not to”

Fedrick raised a hand, silencing him without a word. His attention turned back to me. “You carry my blood, Clara. You’ve already proven your strength. But you shouldn’t have come here thinking I would protect you or have you back, but that pack is collapsing. Daniel Carter is losing control. You’ll be swallowed with the rest of them if you stay tied to that chaos.”

I folded my arms. “You sound concerned, but you don’t even know me.”

“I know what you

“What am I then?”

are.”

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His eyes narrowed. “A daughter of the South. Born to rule, not to serve. You think those Northerners will ever accept you once they know the truth? They’ll turn on you the moment they realize whose child you

are.”

Marielle’s voice broke through the tension. “Fedrick, stop this. She’s not your weapon.”

He turned on her. “Everything in our world is a weapon, Marielle. Every bloodline, every secret.”

The room grew tight again. My pulse thudded in my ears. I looked at him and saw nothing but a man who’d used everyone around him to keep his throne steady. I didn’t care that we shared blood. I had no idea what he was insinuating but I knew it was something selfish.

“You speak like someone who’s already decided I don’t get to choose who I am,” I said. “You left me in a system that broke children. You let my mother hide for years. Don’t stand there and act like you sacrificed anything for me.”

His expression hardened. “Careful.”

“Or what? You’ll exile me again?” I stepped closer. “You think power makes you untouchable, but it’s your choices that rot everything you touch. You say Daniel is losing control – maybe you should look at the damage you caused long before his pack ever fell apart.

Mark shot me a look, it was a silent plea to stop, but I didn’t care.

Fedrick’s tone dropped lower, almost amused. “You’ve got spirit. I see now what kept you alive up there.” He paused, studying me the way a strategist studies a map. “Maybe I was wrong to send you away. You’re not a mistake. You’re leverage. The North is breaking, and if you stand beside me, you can have everything you were denied.”

Marielle’s voice cracked. “You can’t mean that. You can’t drag her into this brewing war.”

He ignored her. “Think about it, Clara. You have my blood. You belong where power stays

alive.”

I stared at him, trying to understand how someone could twist family into a transaction. He wanted me to stand beside him, not because he cared, but because it made him stronger.

“You talk about blood like it’s loyalty,” I said. “But loyalty isn’t something you buy with a name.”

His gaze sharpened. “Then tell me where your loyalty lies? With Daniel Carter? With the woman who took everything you wanted?”

The jab hit its mark, he knew exactly where to cut. Amy’s name was the reminder of every humiliation, every comparison, every time I’d been told to stand in her shadow. I hated that it still stung.

Before I could answer, the door swung open. A guard rushed in, panting, his uniform streaked with dust. He leaned close to Fedrick and whispered something.

The Alpha’s eyes changed instantly, “You‘

“Yes, Alpha,” the guard said, voice low.

sure?”

Carter’s forces have crossed the southern border.”

Mark froze beside me. Marielle gasped softly.

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