Bound To The Broken Alpha (Amy and Daniel) novel Chapter 21

**Chapter 21: A Kiss On His Forehead**

**AMY**

The maids halted before a grand set of double doors at the hall’s end, their presence a blend of authority and grace. One of them pushed the door open with a gentle yet firm motion, while the other stepped aside, a silent invitation for me to enter.

“Good night, Luna,” they chimed in unison, their voices echoing softly in the stillness before the door clicked shut behind me.

As I crossed the threshold, a cool breeze enveloped me, carrying the subtle fragrance of cedarwood mixed with something uniquely his—something that was unmistakably Daniel. He lay there on the expansive bed, motionless and silent, connected to various wires that monitored his every heartbeat. The rhythmic beeping of the heart monitor filled the room, a reminder of the fragile thread of life he clung to. I had seen him a few times before, but tonight, standing there, I felt the weight of ownership settle over me like a warm blanket. He was mine.

I lingered at the foot of the bed, my heart racing as the moonlight streamed through the tall windows, casting a silver glow across his face. It illuminated his strong jawline and the peaceful expression he wore, as if he were merely sleeping rather than trapped in this state. The wolf mark on his skin glimmered faintly, a testament that the beast within him was still alive, waiting for the right moment to awaken.

Taking a deep breath, I stepped closer, my voice barely above a whisper. “Hi,” I said, feeling utterly foolish for speaking to someone who could not respond. “I’m Amy… your mate, apparently.”

Silence enveloped me, and I attempted to laugh, but it came out as a shaky exhale. I sank into the chair beside him, my gaze drawn to his hand. It was large and firm, even in sleep, a stark reminder of the man he once was—a powerful Alpha. The elders had spoken of his strength, his ruthlessness when necessary, and his fairness that earned him respect. Yet none of that seemed to resonate with the stillness before me.

Time slipped away as I sat there, uncertainty gnawing at my insides. What was I waiting for? Perhaps a sign that this bond was more than just a figment of my imagination. I sighed, leaning back slightly in the chair. “They said I should spend the night with you,” I murmured, half to myself. “Tradition, I guess. Don’t blame me.”

The silence felt oppressive, and I finally stood, slipping off my robe before carefully climbing onto the bed. Lying next to someone who couldn’t even open his eyes felt surreal, yet there was an undeniable comfort in being close to him. I shifted until I was nestled beside him, close enough to hear the gentle rise and fall of his breathing.

In that moment, I simply watched him, entranced. His chest moved steadily, and the scent of him enveloped me, soothing my restless wolf more than I had anticipated. It was an instinctual calm, as if my very being recognized him. My wolf stirred within me, restless yet alert, not growling or protesting but rather leaning into the connection, protective and yearning.

“Fine,” I whispered, surrendering to the pull I felt. I reached out, taking his hand in mine.

The instant my skin made contact with his, a low spark coursed through me, igniting something deep within. His hand twitched ever so slightly, enough to send a jolt of surprise through my body. The heart monitor beeped faster for a heartbeat before settling back into its steady rhythm. I stared at his claws, watching in awe as they flickered briefly, sharp and gleaming under the moonlight, only to vanish again.

“Daniel?” I breathed, my heart racing.

There was no verbal response, but I could feel him—felt the essence of him, not just the physical body that lay before me, but something deeper, something faint yet undeniably real. My wolf whimpered in response, pressing against the bond we shared as if she had been waiting her entire life for this moment.

In that instant, clarity washed over me. Regardless of what the pack believed or what the doctors said, he was my fated mate. I felt it resonate within me, a truth that could not be ignored. My chest tightened, and warmth unfurled through me, soothing the unease that had lingered for weeks.

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