Bound To The Broken Alpha (Amy and Daniel) novel Chapter 332

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SELENE

This wasn’t about safety.

It was about control.

“Then you’ve already lost me,” I said.

He said nothing.

I turned toward the door.

“Don’t interfere,” he warned.

“I never do,” I replied. “I expose.”

I walked out before he could say anything else.

Behind me, the manor felt colder than it ever had.

I didn’t like reaching out to Clara.

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I hadn’t liked her even when we were supposed to be on the same side. She was reckless, emotional in the worst ways, and always convinced she was smarter than everyone else in the room.

But Elias had a way of pushing people into corners they didn’t choose, and right now, I was standing in one.

He had taken our place.

Not just mine. Clara’s too, whether she wanted to admit or not.

I sat in my car outside the private residence Mark owned, fingers tight around my phone. The engine was off. The windows were up. I didn’t want to be seen pacing like I didn’t know what I was doing.

I knew exactly what I was doing. I was offering Clara an alliance and I hated myself for it.

I sent the message first. Short. Direct. We need to talk. It’s about Elias.

The reply came five minutes later.

Where are you?

I gave her the address.

She didn’t invite me in when I knocked. She opened the door, looked me over like I was something she hadn’t ordered, then turned and walked back inside.

I followed.

The house smelled like alcohol and something sweet underneath it. Mark wasn’t there. That was obvious.

Clara had the place to herself, and it showed. Shoes abandoned near the stairs. A half–empty glass on the

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She leaned against the kitchen island and crossed her arms.

“So,” she said. “What do you want?”

I stayed standing.

“You know why I’m here.”

She laughed, but there was no humor in it.

“Let me guess. Elias.”

“Yes.”

Her eyes sharpened.

“You’re late.”

“I was removed,” I said flatly. “Just like you were.”

She tilted her head.

“I walked away.”

“You were pushed,” I corrected. “You just refuse to say it but loud.”

Her jaw tightened.

“Careful.”

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“Elias took our place,” I said. “In the south. In the plan. In our father’s trust. He’s sitting where we used to sit.”

She picked up her glass and took a slow sip.

“And?”

“And I’m not going to pretend that doesn’t bother me,” I said. “And you shouldn’t either.”

She studied me in silence.

“You came all this way for that?” she asked. “To whine?”

“I came to propose a way forward.”

That got her attention.

She set the glass down.

“I’m listening.”

I took a breath.

“Elias is bound to the Southern Alpha now,” I said. “Which means he’s not as free as he wants people to think. Bindings always leave cracks. Dependencies. Pressure points.”

Clara smiled faintly.

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“So you want to break him.”

“I want to remove him,” I said. “Quietly. Permanently.”

Her smile widened.

“And where does that leave you?”

“Back where I belong.”

“And me?”

“With leverage,” I said. “Protection. A clean slate.”

She laughed again, louder this time.

“You really think I’d trust you?”

“No,” I said. “I think you’d trust the outcome.”

She pushed off the counter and walked closer.

“You think this is about Elias,” she said. “It’s not.”

“It is for me.”

“For you,” she repeated. “Not for me.”

“You hate him,” I said. “He ruined your plans.”

She stepped closer, lowering her voice.

“He didn’t ruin anything,” she said. “He accelerated it.”

I frowned.

“What does that mean?”

“It means I don’t need you,” she said. “And I don’t need some neat little alliance where I share credit.”

“This isn’t about credit.”

“It always is,” she snapped. “With you. With your father. With everyone.”

I felt my temper rise.

“You’re not as alone as you think.”

“I am,” she said. “And I like it that way.”

I took a step forward.

“You can’t take Elias alone.”

She smiled, slow and sharp.

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“Watch me.”

I stared at her.

“You’re being reckless.”

She leaned in.

“And you’re being desperate.”

Silence stretched between us.

I tried again, softer this time.

“Clara,” I said. “He replaced us. Both of us. Don’t you feel that?”

Her eyes flickered, just for a second.

Then she straightened.

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