Bound To The Broken Alpha (Amy and Daniel) novel Chapter 227

Chapter 227 Death Threat

AMY

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I woke early, long before the sun was fully up, and watched Daniel sleeping beside me. His face was calm, the tension I usually saw when he woke in the middle of the night gone for the moment.

I didn’t move, I just let myself enjoy the peace. It wasn’t often we had a moment like this, I wanted to hold onto it because I knew it wouldn’t last.

Eventually, Daniel stirred, stretching slightly, and gave me a tired smile when he saw me awake. “Morning” he murmured, his voice rough but soft. I smiled back, reached over, and brushed a strand of hair from his forehead. “Morning,” I said quietly. “Sleep well?”

He nodded, then glanced out the window at the city below. “Better than I expected.”

We got dressed quietly and left the penthouse, making sure to keep a low profile. For the first time in weeks, we didn’t have to be on high alert.

The streets were alive with people going about their morning routines, but nobody seemed to notice us. It felt almost normal, and I allowed myself to think, if only briefly, that this could be a day like any other.

We wandered through the city together, taking in the sights. Street food vendors called out, and the smells of grilled meats and fresh fruit filled the air. Daniel let me choose the first stall, and I picked something simple–a steamed bun filled with vegetables.

I handed him a piece, and he smiled at me as he ate. The simplicity of it made me feel lighter. We walked through small markets, holding hands, moving slowly, laughing at small things we saw along the way. For a while, it was just us.

I felt like a normal woman walking beside her husband, someone who didn’t have threats looming over her head or enemies plotting every move. I closed my eyes for a moment, letting the feeling settle in. I wished we didn’t have to go back to the chaos waiting for us, but I knew it was unavoidable.

As we passed a small coffee stand, my secure device buzzed in my pocket. I excused myself and pulled it out. The message was from Mrs. Carter, short and urgent.

One of the board members at Carter Holdings had resigned under pressure. Another investor, one from the South, was trying to buy his seat immediately. I froze for a second, realizing exactly what this meant. Clara was behind it. She was using the board as a tool to weaken Daniel and the company further.

I turned to Daniel, my expression serious.

“It’s happening,” I said. “One of the board members resigned, and someone from the South is moving in to take his seat. Clara’s behind it.”

His expression tightened instantly.

He rubbed a hand over his face and muttered, “Figures.”

I could see the tension return to his shoulders, the way it settled into the familiar lines across his jaw and around his eyes. We had this brief window of peace, and now it was gone.

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Chapter 227 Death Threat

We decided to stop at a small café tucked away from the busiest streets. Inside, we found a corner table and sat across from each other. I could see the weariness in him, and I tried to keep my own frustration in check. We had work to do, and panicking wouldn’t help.

“I don’t want us to react immediately,” I said, setting my hands on the table. “We need to think. When we get back, we have to rebuild our alliances. Make sure the people who support us are still aligned. If we’re weak, they’ll try to take advantage of it. And Marielle–she can’t stay where she is. Elias will target her again. We need her somewhere far away from the Carter Estate, Secure, out of their reach.”

Daniel nodded slowly. “Agreed,” he said. “We’ll make the moves quietly. No one can predict us.”

I leaned back slightly, thinking through everything. “We need to identify who we can trust completely. Not just for the company, but for the pack. Clara’s network is growing. She’s patient and calculating. We can’t be careless.”

We work

He reached across the table and took my hand. be. We’ll do this together. Nothing else changes. that.”

I felt a small wave of reassurance. Even in this storm, having him by my side made me feel stronger. We spent the rest of the café visit discussing small details on how to reach out to allies quietly, what information to confirm before acting, and how to prepare Marielle’s relocation without drawing attention. Every decision felt heavy, knowing that Clara was already moving against us.

After leaving the café, we walked through the streets again, keeping our pace slow. I let myself enjoy the small moments–a child waving at me from a stall, the smell of fresh bread baking, Daniel letting me carry a small bag of groceries.

When we returned to the penthouse that evening, I felt a combination of exhaustion and anticipation. We had moved carefully, observed quietly, and planned. But the tension from the board message and Clara’s maneuvering lingered. Daniel stayed close, checking over reports and messages while I sat beside him, going through my own notes.

Later, we allowed ourselves to focus on each other.

As night deepened, I thought about Marielle and the pack. I thought about the company and the council. Clara and Elias were already making their moves.

But for now, this was our time to regroup, to recharge, and to strengthen the bond that would carry us through the next wave of attacks.

I knew the moment of calm wouldn’t last. The city, the board, the council, Clara, Elias all thought they would all demand attention soon. But for a few hours, I had Daniel. I had our life together.

I had our future to think about. And I let myself hold onto that, even as the tension and uncertainty pressed in from every angle.

“I love you baby” Daniel said to me with a smile on his face.

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