Bound To The Broken Alpha (Amy and Daniel) novel Chapter 167

Chapter 167 Sern It Coming

AMY

Birth Certificate – South Pack Registry

Mother: Marielle

Child: Amelia

My face was drained of color. “That’s my mother’s name.”

I sank into the chair beside me, my hands trem. “Why would he have that?”

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Cole looked at Daniel, waiting for direction, but he obviously had none to give. My mind was already racing. If Elias had access to the Southern birth archives, it meant he’d been in contact with them longer than I’d thought maybe decades.

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I whispered, “Marielle…”

Cole slammed his hand against the table. “We can’t let him walk away. He’ll use this to break everything apart.”

I closed the folder slowly. “If I expose him now, the council will turn on me before they ever look at him. They’ll see chaos, not truth.” Daniel opposed.

The folder sat open on Daniel’s desk, the papers trembling slightly under the low hum of the ceiling fan. My eyes stuck to the name.

I stared until the letters blurred. “Who is Marielle?” My voice came out quieter than I meant it to.

Daniel rubbed the bridge of his nose, looking confused than I’d ever seen him. “Your mother’s name wasn’t on your record before. At least not officially. Elias must have had access to the old archives.”

I frowned. “So he knew my mother… but you didn’t?”

“He knew more than he should,” Daniel muttered. His tone wasn’t defensive. “I didn’t know your mother had

any

link to the South. If this is true, Elias must’ve found something that connects her to them.”

Cole leaned against the wall, arms folded tight. “Or he forged it. He’s desperate.”

“He’s not desperate,” Daniel said quietly. “He’s confident. That’s what worries me.”

The air thickened. Finally, I asked, “So what now?”

Daniel’s jaw tightened. “We pull back. I’m calling off the men I sent to the southern border. We regroup, handle Elias quietly. The pack can’t take more fractures right now.”

That hit a nerve. “You’re retreating?”

“It’s not a retreat,” he said. “It’s control.”

“Control?” I stepped forward. “Elias blackmailed you in your own office and you want to *control* the fallout by pretending it didn’t happen?”

His gaze hardened. “Watch your tone, Amy.”

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Chapter 167 Sern It Coming

“No,” I snapped. “You think silence protects the pack, bu

Cole moved between us, trying to ease the tension. “Amy-”

what’s been killing it from the start.”

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“Don’t,” I said. “You heard him. He’s ready to erase everything to save his name.”

Daniel slammed his hand against the table. “You think this is about my name? If that man leaks what he knows, it’ll destroy more than me–it’ll tear down everything we’ve built!”

Cole spoke up then, his voice low. “And what about me? You heard what he said, Daniel. I’m your half- brother. If that gets out, what happens to the leadership line? What happens to the pack then?”

I turned to him, stunned. “You believe Elias would do as he threatened?”

He didn’t answer. His silence was enough.

I took a step back. “So you’d rather let him walk just to keep your bloodline clean?”

Cole’s eyes flicked up, sharp. “Don’t twist this. I’m not defending Elias. But if he’s right–if my father-” He cut himself off, then muttered, “There’s too much at stake.”

“Exactly,” Daniel said. “We can’t let this blow up publicly We’ll destroy the evidence, say nothing, and

handle Elias later.”

It was like watching both of them sink into the same quicksand.

I folded my arms. “You can’t just erase what he’s done. You can’t keep protecting rot because you’re scared of the smell.”

Daniel’s eyes softened for the briefest second. “You sound just like your mother.”

That threw me off. “You didn’t even know her.”

“I knew enough about her to know she was brave,” he said. “And brave people die young in this game. Don’t make her mistake.”

The words stung, but they also steeled me. “Then maybe someone needs to make it again.”

Cole sighed and turned away, muttering under his breath, “You’re going to get us all killed.”

“Maybe,” I said. “But at least the truth will mean something.”

Daniel looked torn–like a man at war with himself. “What are you suggesting?”

I pointed at the folder. “We make him think we took his deal. Destroy the evidence in front of him. But before that, we copy everything–every document, every message. We keep it hidden until we’re ready.”

Daniel didn’t respond immediately. His eyes flicked from me to Cole, then to the papers. “If we get caught

“We won’t,” I said. “Elias is arrogant. He thinks fear makes us predictable. Let’s use that.”

Cole ran a hand through his hair. “You’re insane.”

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