Bound To The Broken Alpha (Amy and Daniel) novel Chapter 29

**When Dawn Breaks Slowly Hope Finds Space To Grow by Jin Rowan Vale**
**Chapter 29: Someone Is Listening**

**AMY**

I felt my heart freeze in my chest as I heard my name once more. It wasn’t a shout, but it was unmistakably clear. The voice seemed to come from behind me—or perhaps it was echoing within the confines of my own mind. My immediate reaction was to turn around, to confirm that I wasn’t spiraling into madness. With deliberate slowness, I pivoted, my gaze sweeping across the dim corners of the room. Everything appeared still, nothing seemed out of place. Yet, something unexpected began to unfold.

My wolf, usually a creature of instinct and defense, didn’t react with panic. There was no growl, no instinctive retreat. Instead, she began to warm, a flicker of recognition igniting within her. It was as if she sensed something familiar, something undeniably safe. That in itself was peculiar; she rarely responded in such a manner unless it was toward a mate.

And then it hit me—a magnetic pull, stronger than anything I had ever experienced. My heart raced as I glanced at Daniel, lying still and silent before me. The atmosphere around him felt charged, alive with energy, as if it were pulsating with unspoken words.

“Daniel?” I breathed, my voice barely above a whisper.

And then, as if answering my call, I heard it again, this time resonating within the depths of my mind.

**Amy…**

I stumbled back slightly, shock widening my eyes. His voice wasn’t emanating from the room; it flowed through the bond we shared, through the mate link that tied us together.

“Don’t be afraid,” he urged, his voice calm yet strained, as if each word required an immense effort to articulate.

“Daniel?” I repeated, my uncertainty creeping into my tone. “Is that really you?”

“It’s me,” he confirmed, a hint of warmth threading through his words.

I blinked rapidly, trying to process the surreal situation. “You’re in a coma. How is it possible that you’re… talking to me?”

“I don’t know,” he admitted, his tone tight with frustration. “I’ve been trying for days. I felt your presence nearby, and now it’s clearer than ever. You’re my mate, Amy.”

At that moment, I was torn between the urge to cry and the desire to smile. My chest constricted, and I pressed a hand over my heart, feeling its rapid beat. “You can feel it too?” I asked, my voice trembling slightly.

“Every part of it,” he replied softly. “You’re stronger than I anticipated. The bond—it’s keeping me anchored. Without it, I would have lost myself entirely.”

I swallowed hard, the strangeness of his voice in my head both unsettling and comforting, as if it had always belonged there. “I’ve been waiting for you to wake up,” I confessed, my voice barely above a whisper. “It’s been so hard here, Daniel. Nothing feels safe.”

A brief silence enveloped us before he spoke again, his tone shifting to one of gravity. “You’re right to feel that way. You can’t trust everyone around you, Amy.”

I frowned, confusion knitting my brow. “What do you mean?”

“The family isn’t as united as they want you to believe. There’s betrayal lurking nearby—someone is working against you. Against us.”

My stomach twisted in knots. “Who? Daniel, who is betraying us?”

He hesitated, the weight of his silence pressing heavily on my mind. “I can’t say yet. Something halts me whenever I try to reveal it. But you must stay vigilant. Don’t trust them blindly. Not even my mother.”

His words struck me like a bolt of lightning. “Mrs. Carter? But she’s been kind to me.”

“That’s precisely what makes her dangerous,” he warned. “She conceals her true intentions well. Promise me you’ll keep your distance until I can protect you properly.”

My throat felt parched, and I glanced at his still form on the bed, the steady rhythm of his chest rising and falling. “You can protect me even now,” I whispered, my heart aching with longing. “You’re still here.”

“Not enough,” he replied, his voice faltering slightly, as if it were slipping away. “The bond will grow stronger the more time we share together. For now, I can only reach you when your guard is down… like now.”

“I don’t understand,” I murmured, my heart heavy with confusion. “Why me? Why is all of this happening?”

She didn’t respond. Instead, she reached out, gently brushing a strand of hair away from my face. The gesture felt too intimate, crossing a line I wasn’t comfortable with. “You should rest now, Amy,” she said in that calm, smooth manner of hers. “You’ve had a long day.”

I nodded slowly, uncertainty gnawing at my insides. “I will. I’ll just stay with him a little longer.”

Her smile remained, but something cold flickered in her eyes. “Of course. Stay as long as you wish.”

With that, she turned and left, the sound of her heels echoing down the hall, leaving me alone with my thoughts.

I stood there, staring at the door long after it had closed. My wolf stirred again, unease radiating through her. She didn’t trust that woman, and neither did I.

When I finally settled back down beside Daniel, the connection between us felt faint now, like a distant echo fading into silence.

“Amy…”

His voice returned, weak but undeniably real. “Don’t let them see your fear. I’m still with you.”

I squeezed his hand tightly, whispering, “Then hurry and come back to me.”

The monitor beside his bed beeped once, sharper than before, startling me. I looked at it, wide-eyed, as his fingers twitched slightly beneath mine.

And then, in my mind, I heard him say one last thing, soft yet resolute.

“She’s listening.”

The room fell into a heavy stillness.