Bound To The Broken Alpha (Amy and Daniel) novel Chapter 255

Chapter 255 The Alpha Doesn’t Crumble

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My mother sighed and came closer. She placed her hand on my shoulder. The touch almost made me break, but I kept my eyes on Amy.

“You’ve been sitting here for almost two days,” she whispered. “This isn’t helping her.”

“She’s in there because I didn’t get to her on time,” I muttered. “She lost the baby because I wasn’t fast enough. I’m not walking away from her again.”

My mother crouched in front of me, blocking my view. I tried to lean around her to look at Amy, but she held my face with both hands, something she hadn’t done since I was a boy.

“Listen to me,” she said. “You fought too hard to reclaim the pack. You think stepping away for days won’t raise suspicion? Investors, allies, the council–they’ll start to panic.”

“I don’t care.”

“You have to care,” she pressed. “You are Alpha. If you crumble, the pack crumbles. And Amy would not want that.”

I clenched my jaw. “Amy is my wife. Everything else can wait.”

“And she survived because she is strong,” my mother said. “But she needs you strong too. If the pack becomes unstable, you know what happens next. People will start circling. They will test you. They’ll test your authority. You cannot allow that.”

I ran a hand through my hair. My throat tightened. The idea of leaving Amy felt like abandoning her. Like turning my back at the worst time.

My mother continued, voice firmer now. “I will stay with her. The doctors check on her every hour. The nurses are alert. You will not be gone long. You’ll go home, shower, change, speak to Cole, check the estate, and show your face at the pack house. That is all. Then you come back.”

I shook my head, struggling with the fear curling in my chest. “What if something happens while I’m gone?”

“I’ll call you,” she said. “Immediately. I will not leave her either.”

I looked at Amy again. Looking all pale, still, tubes everywhere. This woman–my wife–had fought through things that should have killed her. And now she was stuck here, unconscious and fighting again, because someone wanted to break us.

My mother squeezed my shoulder. “She will need you strong when she wakes up. Not

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exhausted. Not shaking. Strong.”

“I can’t lose her,” I whispered.

“You won’t,” she said. “But you will lose the pack if you disappear any longer.”

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That hit me harder than I wanted it to. She was right. If people started to question my stability, that would create room for new threats. We had enough enemies. I wasn’t about to create more by appearing weak or reckless.

My mother stood up. “Go home. Shower. Eat something. Check on things. Then come back here.”

I rubbed my face. My legs felt heavy when I forced myself to stand. I leaned forward and kissed Amy’s forehead. Her skin felt too cold. I stayed there for a few seconds.

“I’ll be back soon,” I murmured to her. “I promise.”

My mother wiped under her eyes quickly, pretending she wasn’t crying. She wasn’t fooling me.

“I’ll sit right here,” she said, lowering herself into the chair I had been occupying. “Now go.”

I left the room slowly, glancing back until the door closed.

The hallway felt too bright, too clean, too calm. I hated it. I hated leaving her.

Cole was waiting outside the ward. He stiffened the moment he saw me.

“You alright?” he asked.

“No,” I answered. “But I need to handle things at the pack house.”

He nodded, reading the strain on my face. “I’ll drive.”

We walked out of the hospital. The air hit me hard, sharp and cold. The world felt wrong, too normal for what happened inside.

People walked past us casually, unaware that everything in my life had been ripped apart two nights ago.

Inside the car, I leaned my head against the window. Cole kept glancing at me.

“You don’t have to talk,” he said quietly. “Just breathe.”

“I don’t want to breathe,” I muttered. “I want Amy awake. I want the baby back. I want Clara dead.”

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Cole tightened his grip on the steering wheel. “We’ll handle her. I swear it.”

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“She poisoned a pregnant woman,” I said, voice rough. “She wanted my child dead. She wanted

wife dead.”

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“And she’ll pay for it,” he said. “But right now, you need to get yourself together.”

We reached the estate first. I stepped inside the house, and the silence felt suffocating. Everything reminded me of Amy–the couch she loved, the kitchen where she complained about my cooking, the hallway where she laughed last week. I went straight to the bedroom. Her scent still lingered faintly.

I sat on the edge of the bed and closed my eyes. Just for a moment.

But the scenes came back too fast–her collapsing in my arms, the blood, the hospital doors closing, the doctor’s words.

I stood abruptly and walked to the bathroom. I turned the shower on and stepped under it fully clothed. The water washed away the dried blood on my shirt. I stayed there until the water turned cold, then changed into clean clothes and walked back out.

I found Cole waiting by the front door.

“Ready?” he asked.

“No,” I answered. “But let’s go.”

We drove to the office. The guards straightened when they saw me. The staff bowed. Everyone was watching me closely, trying to read my expression.

I stepped up to the entrance, shoulders squared even though my insides felt like they were falling apart.

I needed to show them stability, control and authority. I needed to show them that their Alpha was still standing.

Cole walked beside me in silence.

I really had no idea what I wanted to do but I just knew that I needed to show myself. But how was I to be productive when my entire soul clung to the thought of Amy laying still at the hospital?

Damn it!