Bound To The Broken Alpha (Amy and Daniel) novel Chapter 249

Chapter 249 Just Stay With Me

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I could feel Amy’s pain as it was sharp and sudden, slicing through the quiet of my apartment. My stomach dropped. It wasn’t just the ache. It was the rhythm of it, the panic, the desperate struggle in her body. My heart hit my ribs.

“Amy?” I whispered. The whisper didn’t reach her, I knew, but I could feel it in her like a thread connecting us, faint but undeniable. Something was wrong.

The image of Clara standing over Amy, knife glinting in her hand. My blood went cold, then hot.

I shifted, feeling the familiar surge of power, fur and muscle snapping into place. The wolf inside me roared awake, hungry, feral. My senses expanded, the world sharpening to edges and scents and sounds.

I moved like a shadow, my claws extended instinctively, my fangs bare, my muscles coiled. Clara barely had time to blink before I struck.

The first impact sent her sprawling across the floor. She screamed but the sound barely registered before my wolfed senses cut through it. I followed, snapping at her side, the steel of my claws raking across her

arm.

Pain registered in her face, and I knew I had done damage, deep enough to slow her down. She hissed, cursed, and tried to swing the knife at me again, but her movements were sloppy, hesitant.

I growled low in my chest, controlling the primal rage threatening to consume me. This wasn’t about power or revenge. This was Amy. My mate. Our child. Everything I had to protect in the world was right there, vulnerable, and I had failed to stop it in time.

Another swipe of my claws slit Clara across the shoulder. She fell back scrambling to her feet, but her confidence was shaken. She hadn’t expected me to appear this fast. I moved again, my wolf form carrying me across the hallway, my claws shredding anything that dared come near me.

Then I heard Amy’s whisper. Barely more than a sound in my mind, but enough to snap me out of the pure predator frenzy. “Daniel…” her voice quivered, almost lost beneath the pain, but it was there.

My ears twitched, my chest heaving. I paused mid–lunge, panting, suddenly aware of her on the floor, barely conscious.

I shifted back instantly, muscles shrinking, fur retreating, claw’s retracting. I was me again. But the scent of Clara and the iron tang of fear lingered. My hands went to Amy, lifting her gently even though every part of me still wanted to hunt Clara down, tear her apart completely.

“Amy,” I said, “I’ve got you. Stay with me. Just stay with me.”

Her eyelids fluttered. Her hand trembled against my chest. I brushed a strand of hair from her forehead. She tried to speak, to form words, but pain kept her silent. I held her closer, feeling her small, rapid heartbeat against mine. The baby. I couldn’t let anything happen to her.

Clara was behind me somewhere, I knew it. I could still sense her lingering threat, the arrogance, the anger. But I couldn’t focus on her now–not until Amy was safe. I shifted slowly, readying myself. If she fell again, if she lost consciousness completely, I would tear through anyone in my path to reach her.

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Chapter 249 Just Stay With Me

“Daniel…” she whispered again, weakly, the sound scratching at my nerves.

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“Yes, Amy. I’m here. I won’t let you go. Not ever.” I pressed my forehead against hers, feeling the shiver running through her body. She was burning, her pulse erratic, her breath shallow. Every instinct screamed at me to destroy Clara, but I forced myself to stay still. To control myself.

I glanced up, catching movement out of the corner of my eye. Clara tried to step forward again, knife poised. My wolf reflexes snapped back automatically, and I reacted.

I grabbed a nearby chair, swinging it between us, forcing her back. The impact sent her staggering. I didn’t let up. I lunged, my hand catching her wrist and twisting it painfully, making her drop the knife.

“Stay back!” I barked, voice sharp, full of authority I didn’t need to fake. “You’re done.”

She snarled at me, eyes blazing, but the damage was clear. One wrong move, and I’d be on her again. I could feel my wolf simmering beneath the surface, a low hum of threat.

I had tasted the fear in Clara before, and I knew I could push her over the edge if I wanted. But Amy needed

1. me.

I returned my focus to Amy, lowering myself beside her on the floor. I checked her pulse, breathing, warmth. My hands trembled slightly–not from fear, but from anger, from relief, from the intensity of what had just happened.

“Look at me, Amy. You’re safe now. You’re going to be fine. You hear me?” I repeated, firm, letting no room for doubt. She murmured something I couldn’t fully catch, but her eyes met mine, and I saw recognition, trust, the faintest flicker of life pushing through the pain.

I lifted her carefully, using my arms to support her fully. “We’re going to get out of here,” I said. My wolf’s rage was still simmering, I couldn’t let it endanger her.

The scent of Clara lingered, taunting, reminding me she was still here. I hissed low, letting her know, letting anyone who could hear that I was aware, and I was ready. But my priority–my anchor–was Amy.

I carried her toward the stairs, careful not to jostle her too much. Her hand clung weakly to my arm. “Daniel,” she whispered again. I pressed my forehead against hers. “I’m right here.”

Cole’s voice echoed from the entrance. “Daniel! Status?”

“She’s stable for now. Keep your eyes open. No one moves until I say,” I growled, every syllable controlled but lethal.

Clara appeared again, trying to rush toward us. I didn’t think. I reacted. I shifted once more, wolf instincts sharpening, lunging at her with enough force to throw her against the wall. At this point, I really cared less if

I killed her.

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