Bound To The Broken Alpha (Amy and Daniel) novel Chapter 19

**Chapter 19: Confidential Project**

**AMY**

“CONFIDENTIAL: NEW PROJECT DIRECTIVE

CARTER DOMINION ENTERPRISES.”

A jolt of adrenaline surged through me as I read those words. This wasn’t a typical message from HR or any department I recognized; it came from an encrypted source, shrouded in secrecy. The message continued:

>Effective immediately, your position extends beyond Carter Holdings. You will be working directly with the Alpha’s recovery program. Details to follow. Do not discuss this message with anyone.

I felt the world around me fade for a moment, the screen blurring as my heart raced, pounding like a drum in my ears.

Alpha’s recovery program? What could that possibly entail?

I wasn’t ready to head home yet. A sense of unease clung to me, a strange atmosphere permeated the company, and curiosity bubbled within my chest like a boiling pot. The office was deserted; everyone else had clocked out for the day, leaving the corridors eerily silent. The lingering scent of wolves filled the air—dominant, powerful, and commanding. I followed that scent, almost instinctively, toward the file room at the far end of the hallway.

As I pushed the door open, the light flickered momentarily before stabilizing. The room was a treasure trove of neatly organized files, each one meticulously labeled. My position granted me access to most of them, so technically, I wasn’t violating any rules. Yet, a nagging voice in the back of my mind whispered that I was treading on dangerous ground.

I began to sift through the files, focusing on those related to pack politics—documents outlining agreements between regions, trade deals, and border patrol records. The more I delved into the information, the clearer it became just how deeply the Carter family’s influence ran. They weren’t merely business moguls; they wielded control over the entire northern pack’s administrative framework.

Then, my eyes landed on a locked drawer marked *Restricted Access – Mating Dossiers.* My heartbeat slowed as I took in the label. Mating dossiers were strictly confidential, reserved solely for council members. A moment of hesitation washed over me, but my curiosity proved too potent to resist. I swiped my clearance card, and to my astonishment, it worked.

Inside, I discovered folders filled with names I recognized—Alphas, Betas, and various pack officials. My fingers trembled as I flipped through them, but my stomach lurched when I spotted my own name: Amy Smith.

I froze, my breath hitching in my throat. For several agonizing seconds, I could only stare at it, my mind racing with disbelief. Was this some kind of mistake? With trembling hands, I pulled the file out, opening it slowly. The first page displayed my picture, my date of birth, my rank—everything. It even detailed my wolf’s instability, the very issue Clara had mocked me about. As I turned the page, an icy wave washed over me.

There, in bold letters, was a section titled Proposed Mate Bond – Classified. The name next to mine was obscured in the photocopy, but a seal stamped with the Carter family insignia loomed large. I didn’t need to read further to understand the gravity of the situation. Someone had made a decision about my mate before I had even considered it myself.

Panic surged through me as I hastily shoved the file into my bag, flicking off the light and hurrying back to my office. The air felt oppressive, thick with an unshakeable tension, and I couldn’t help but glance over my shoulder. My wolf stirred within me, a low growl rumbling in the back of my mind. “We shouldn’t be here,” she warned.

*Something isn’t right,* she insisted.

“I know,” I murmured in response.

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