Bound To The Broken Alpha (Amy and Daniel) novel Chapter 200

Chapter 200 Balance

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After a few days, Marielle was feeling much better and we were back to the Carter’s estate. Daniel woke me up earlier than usual. I didn’t complain because I knew why.

He had arranged for me to train in a private chamber inside the pack heirs only. I followed him silently, still tired from the repeated nigh

s—an area reserved for alpha

eside Marielle, but alert.

“Everything that happens in here stays confidential,” Daniel said as we entered. “No one can know your powers are developing. If they find out, someone will strike before we’re ready.”

I nodded, understanding the stakes. “I know. I’m ready.”

The chamber was simple, wide, and completely empty except for some basic equipment. Daniel began by running me through resistance drills, both physical and mental. He placed small weighted restraints on my arms and legs, instructing me to resist pressure while maintaining focus.

“Don’t overthink it,” he said. “Let your instincts guide you.”

I struggled at first. My mind wanted to calculate every movement, but my body resisted. Daniel noticed immediately. “You’re strong, Amy,” he said, holding me in place whenever I lost balance. “You’ve done more than most could in your position. Don’t let frustration take over.”

Afterward, the pack medical staff brought in injured animals for me to practice healing. I knelt beside a wounded fox, placing my hand over its body. Warmth radiated slightly from my palm, and the fox’s breathing eased, but its deep wound didn’t close. I frowned. “I can’t heal it fully,” I said, frustrated.

Daniel knelt beside me. “You don’t need to. You’re learning the limits, and limits can expand over time. You’ve done more than anyone expected this early.”

“I feel weak,” I admitted. “If I can’t fully heal, what good is this?”

He shook his head. “You’re not weak. Healing isn’t just about closing wounds immediately. You relieve pain, stabilize life, and strengthen recovery. That’s real progress. Trust yourself. You’ve come far already.”

I exhaled, trying to steady my thoughts. “I’ll keep trying.”

Later, Mrs Carter arrived, walking quietly into the chamber. I wasn’t surprised she knew where to find us. “I need to share something you probably haven’t been told,” she began. “Historically, women born during strong moon cycles in the pack were often gifted with unique abilities. Records were destroyed decades ago, intentionally by rival packs who feared the power these women could have.”

I looked at her. “So you think I might be one of them?”

“I do,” she said firmly. “The reaction you had with your mother, the warmth you felt, there’s no other explanation. You’re stronger than you realize, and your control will grow with practice.”

Daniel moved to stand beside me. “We’ll guide it. Step by step.”

Before I could respond, Cole and Brian entered, faces tense. “Media pressure is increasing,” Cole said. “There’s a protest forming outside Carter Holdings headquarters. Investors and board members are getting

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restless. They’re demanding Daniel step aside until investigations finish.”

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I felt a pang of anger, but Daniel placed his hand lightly on my shoulder, calm. “We’ve handled worse. We can handle this.”

I nodded, turning to him. “I’ll stand with you. No matter what happens, we’ll face it together.”

He smiled, relief visible on his face. “I need that,” he said. “This isn’t just about pack politics or corporate maneuvering. It’s about us. Our future.”

I reached for his hand, holding it firmly. “It’s still ours. Nothing can

at away.”

He nodded, pressing a soft kiss to my temple. We didn’t need words beyond that. The weight of everything pressing in on us–the attacks, the media, the enemies plotting from North and South–felt a little lighter with that simple confirmation between us.

The training continued through the morning and into early afternoon. I practiced focusing my energy, stabilizing my emotional state, and testing subtle healing reactions. Daniel corrected my posture, my breathing, my mindset, all the while encouraging me to trust my instincts.

I noticed that when I became emotional, concerned for my mother or frustrated at a failed attempt, my ability became stronger. When I overthought or doubted myself, it weakened.

By mid–afternoon, I was exhausted but more aware of the pattern. I turned to Daniel. “I think I understand now. My emotions aren’t a weakness, they guide the energy, but I have to control it.”

He nodded. “Exactly. You can’t ignore them, but you also can’t let them control you. That balance is what will keep you effective and safe.”

Mrs Carter checked in again, looking over my progress. “You’re improving quickly,” she said. “I underestimated how quickly the abilities could grow under proper guidance. Keep this private, but also, keep pushing. Your strength is more important now than ever.”

Just then, Cole returned with a report. “The protest is building. Media coverage is growing. Board members are putting pressure on the estate. Daniel, you’re being asked to step down temporarily.”

Daniel clenched his jaw, then exhaled. “Not happening,” he said firmly. “We’ve got evidence to counter all claims. No one steps in while we’re organizing. Amy, we’ll make this clea

once you’re ready.”

I nodded. “I’ll be there with you. We can face it together. No hesitation.”

He looked at me, his expression softening. “I don’t have to worry about you doubting that.”

I shook my head. “I won’t. Not now, not ever.”

For a moment, the room was quiet. Daniel and I held hands, trying to comfort each other

Suddenly, a wave of instinct hit me. I froze and focused, “Something’s wrong,” I whispered.

Daniel immediately tensed. “What do you mean?”

“I don’t know yet, but I can feel it,” I said, hand tightening around his. “I need to check on Marielle. Now.“.

Without hesitation, we left the chamber. Cole and Brian followed, moving efficiently, no words wasted. We

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ran through the fortress halls to the estate medical wing. The feeling in my chest intensified as I approached her room.

Marielle lay in her bed, monitors active, and the medical staff tense but attentive. Her breathing was steady, but my instinct told me to act quickly. I knelt beside her, placing my hands lightly on her side again. Heat spread from my palms, stronger than before.

Daniel placed a reassuring hand on my back. “We’re right here. Focus on

wait.”

Stay calm. Everything else can

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