Bound To The Broken Alpha (Amy and Daniel) novel Chapter 273

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CLARA

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Mark’s place didn’t match him. I expected chaos, bottles everywhere, clothes on the floor, his usual disaster.

What I walked into was.. quiet. Too quiet. A small apartment with clean floors, folded blankets, and a cheap sofa that didn’t sag. He didn’t smile when he opened the door. He just stepped aside.

“You look like hell,” he said.

“I know.”

“You smell like gasoline.”

“I know.”

He looked at me for a long time. It wasn’t concern on his face. It wasn’t anger. It was confusion, like he couldn’t figure out why the universe kept throwing me into his peaceful bubble.

He finally pushed himself off the door and walked past me to the small kitchen counter. “Sit if you want. Don’t touch anything.”

I sat. The chair was cold.

“You said you wanted to come home,” he said without turning around. “This is not home. This is where I stay. Don’t get ideas.”

“I just needed somewhere safe,” I said.

“Safe from Daniel?” He laughed once, short and humorless. “You’re lucky he hasn’t burned the world down. looking for you.”

“He stopped searching.”

“Because he thinks you’re gone. Dead. Whatever.” He waved that off. “Doesn’t matter.”

I shifted in the chair. “I’m not here to cause problems.”

“You always say that,” he said. Then he turned to look at me. “Then problems follow you like flies.”

I clenched my hands. “I’m trying to fix things.”

“Oh, fix things? Good. Because my life has been quiet for the first time in years.” He walked closer, eyes cold. “I don’t want drama. I don’t want the police. I don’t want packs involved. I don’t want your personal wars landing at my door.”

“You think I came here to drag you into anything?”

“I think you came here because you have nowhere else to go.”

He paused. “And because you need something.”

I didn’t deny it. He wasn’t wrong.

Mark pulled out a chair opposite mine and sat. He rested his arms on the table, watching me like I was a

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“What do you want, Clara?”

“I want a place to stay. Just for a while.”

“How long?”

“A few days.”

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“No.”

“Mark-”

“No.” He stood and walked away from the table. “A day. One day. That’s it.”

“One day isn’t enough.”

“Too bad.” He opened a cupboard and grabbed a glass. “You don’t get to set terms here. I’m doing you a favor.”

I frowned. “If you didn’t want to help, why pick up the phone?”

He froze for a second, then poured water into the glass.

“Because I’m stupid,” he said quietly. “Or sentimental. Can’t tell.”

He set the glass in front of me. I drank half of it in one go.

He watched me like he was trying to study what I’d become. I knew what he saw: someone thinner, someone paler, someone running out of ways to survive without losing the little pride she had left.

“You got anyone on your tail?” he asked.

“No.”

“No one followed you?”

“No.”

“Does anyone know you called me?”

“No.”

He didn’t believe my tone, but he didn’t push.

He sat again. “Tell me what happened.”

“Long or short?”

“Short,”

“I escaped. Someone helped. We met. Planned. Then I needed somewhere to disappear.” I swallowed. “I chose you.”

Mark rubbed a hand over his face. “You always choose me when you’re desperate.”

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I didn’t answer.

“And the person helping you?” he asked. “What do they want from you?”

“Same thing I want.”

“Which is?”

“Daniel and Amy ruined.”

His jaw tightened. “There it is.”

“You asked.”

“I did.”

Mark tapped the table with his finger. “Clara, listen. You need to stop. You need to let this thing go.”

“It’s not that simple.”

“It is.” He leaned forward. “You’re going to get yourself killed.”

“I already almost did.”

“Exactly.”

“I’m not done.”

“You should be done.” His tone sharpened. “You’re not strong enough for whatever you’re planning. You look like you can barely stand.”

“I’ll recover.”

He scoffed. “You always think you can fight an army with a stick.”

“I’m not fighting an army.”

“You’re fighting Daniel,” he said. “Which is worse.”

I didn’t flinch. “You don’t understand.”

“I understand perfectly.” He exhaled. “He won. You lost. And you’re still not satisfied.”

“I can’t let Amy walk around like she didn’t destroy my life.”

Mark stared at me. “You destroy your own life, Clara.”

That hit harder than I expected. I looked away.

He stood again, restless. “You’re staying one night. Then you disappear. Not to Daniel. Not to me. Somewhere no one knows you.”

“I can’t disappear.”

“You can.”

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“I won’t.”

He leaned back against the counter, annoyed and tired. Then at least tell me there won’t be blood on my floor tomorrow.”

“There won’t,” I said.

He didn’t look convinced.

Mark rubbed his forehead. “Where’s your bag?”

“Lost it.”

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