Bound To The Broken Alpha (Amy and Daniel) novel Chapter 27

**Chapter 27: Let Go Of Me**

**AMY**

A chill swept over me, encasing my entire being in an icy grip. “That’s my ID,” I said, my voice barely above a whisper, yet laced with urgency.

The technician’s brow furrowed in confusion. “Ma’am?”

“I said, that’s my ID. Whoever sent that file… they accessed my credentials.” My heart raced as I spoke, a sense of dread pooling in my stomach.

His fingers flew over the keyboard, the sound of clacking keys filling the room. “It’s possible your terminal was cloned or hacked. Let me check for duplication.”

I turned away, my mind spinning as I began to pace. My wolf, usually so calm, was growling faintly within me, an ominous reminder that danger was lurking. Someone was plotting my downfall, and they were going about it with meticulous care.

After several tense moments, he looked up from his screen. “The upload was made through a physical terminal, not remotely.”

A wave of realization crashed over me. That meant someone within the building had sat at a company computer, using my profile. Someone who knew my schedule well enough to time their intrusion perfectly when I was absent.

I pressed my fingers to my temple, trying to quell the rising panic. “Print every access log tied to my ID for the past two weeks.”

He nodded, the printer whirring to life as he began the task. I crossed my arms tightly, my thoughts racing like a wild storm. Clara? It could be her. She had the motive. But could she even access the system? She didn’t work here regularly; she only visited when necessary and was limited to visitors’ badges. No, she was too loud and chaotic for such a calculated operation.

Who else could it be?

When he handed me the freshly printed logs, I tucked them under my arm and stepped out of the room. The hallway felt colder now, as if the very air was charged with an unspoken threat.

Just as I entered the elevator, my phone buzzed, and Cole’s voice crackled through the line. “Luna? Mrs. Carter wants to see you first thing tomorrow. She’s already working on damage control.”

“I’ll be ready,” I replied, my voice barely a whisper, the weight of the situation pressing down on me.

“Do you want me to come get you?” he asked, concern threading through his tone.

“No. I have something to finish here.” I needed to figure this out.

“Be careful. The night guards are reporting unusual activity on your floor, and some systems are rebooting on their own.”

I frowned, unease creeping in. “Unusual how?”

“Just… random logins. It could be the same person.”

I glanced at my reflection in the elevator’s mirrored wall, determination hardening within me. “Then I’ll catch them.”

The elevator doors slid open to my floor, and I noticed the lights flickered ominously, just once. It was enough to make me stop in my tracks, a sense of foreboding washing over me.

As I walked down the hallway, the sound of my heels echoed softly, each step amplifying my anxiety. When I reached my office, I was startled to find the door slightly ajar. I was certain I had closed it securely before leaving.

“Hello?” I called out, my voice trembling slightly, but there was no response.

The air inside felt different, thicker, almost suffocating. My wolf stirred restlessly within me, whispering, Something’s off.

I placed the papers on my desk, scanning the room for anything amiss. Everything appeared in order, yet my computer screen glowed ominously.

Someone had logged in again.

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