Bound To The Broken Alpha (Amy and Daniel) novel Chapter 333

Bound To The Broken Alpha

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CLARA

My body betrayed me before my mind could catch up.

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One minute I was standing in the kitchen, staring at the counter like I’d forgotten what I came there to do. Next, my knees buckled.

The floor came up fast.

I didn’t even feel pain at first. Just a strange lightness, like the room had tilted and decided not to come back. My ears rang. My vision blurred at the edges.

I tried to call out.

Nothing came out.

My wolf stirred, weak and confused, pressing against me like it didn’t understand why I couldn’t stand.

I hated that feeling.

Weakness had never suited me.

I don’t know how long I was on the floor before Mark found me. It could have been seconds. It could have been minutes. Time did something strange in my head, stretching and folding over itself.

“Clara?”

His voice sounded far away.

“Clara!”

Footsteps rushed closer. A shadow fell over me. His scent hit me next–sharp, familiar, grounding in a way I didn’t want to admit I needed.

“Hey. Hey. Look at me.”

Hands touched my face. He lifted my head slightly.

My throat felt tight.

“I can’t-” I tried to say.

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My chest burned. Breathing felt like work. Every inhale scraped.

Mark swore under his breath.

“What happened?” he demanded, like I had planned this.

I shook my head weakly,

“I don’t know.”

That part was true.

The room spun again. I felt his arms slide under me, lifting me off the floor. I wanted to protest. I hated being carried. But my body refused to cooperate.

“Stay with me,” he said. “Clara, stay awake.”

“I am,” I muttered, though my eyelids felt heavy.

He moved fast. I could tell by the way his steps hit the floor, sharp and uneven. The front door opened. Cool air brushed my skin.

The world tilted again as he put me in the car.

The door slammed.

The engine roared to life.

I stared at the roof of the car, counting my breaths. One. Two. Three.

My wolf whimpered.

That scared me more than the dizziness.

“Don’t,” I whispered. “Don’t panic.”

Mark glanced at me.

“You’re not fine,” he said. “You passed out.”

“I didn’t,” I argued weakly. “I sat down.”

“That was the floor.”

I closed my eyes.

The drive felt endless. Every turn made my stomach twist. My heart raced, then slowed, then

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raced again.

I hated this.

I hated feeling out of control.

I hated that the one person with me was Mark.

The irony tasted bitter.

When we reached the hospital, everything moved too fast. Doors opened. Voices overlapped. Hands touched me that weren’t his.

“Wolf or human collapse?” someone asked.

“Wolf,” Mark said immediately. “She’s not human.”

“Vitals?”

“I don’t know. She just went down.”

They wheeled me inside. Bright lights burned my eyes. I squeezed them shut.

“Ma’am,” a healer said. “Can you hear me?”

“Yes,” I said, though my voice shook.

“What’s your name?”

“Clara.”

“Any prior conditions?”

“No.”

Mark snorted softly.

I shot him a weak glare.

“Stress doesn’t count,” I muttered.

The healer didn’t smile.

They took blood. They checked my pulse. They whispered to each other in low voices that made my skin itch.

Mark stood near the bed, arms crossed, jaw tight. He looked angry.

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Not worried.

Angry.

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That stung more than I expected.

“Can you step outside?” the healer asked him.

He hesitated.

“I’ll be right here,” he told me.

I didn’t answer.

When he left, the room felt quieter. Too quiet.

The healer looked at me carefully.

“You’ve been pushing yourself,” she said.

“That’s not a diagnosis.”

“It’s an observation.”

I swallowed.

“My wolf feels weak,” I admitted.

“Has anything been suppressing it?” she asked. “Potions. Compulsion. External influence?”

My heart skipped.

“No,” I said too quickly.

She didn’t press. She wrote something down.

“Stress, lack of rest, and internal conflict can destabilize a wolf,” she said. “Especially in high- ranking bloodlines.”

I turned my head away.

When Mark came back, he looked restless.

“What did they say?” he asked.

“She’s alive,” the healer said calmly. “Which seems to be your main concern.”

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He frowned.

“What’s wrong with her?”

“She needs rest,” the healer replied. “And monitoring. We’re keeping her overnight.”

Mark’s shoulders dropped slightly.

“Fine.”

I shot him a look.

“Like you have a choice.”

He ignored that.

Later, when the room was quiet again and the lights dimmed, he sat in the chair beside the bed.

He didn’t look at me.

“You scared me,” he said finally.

I laughed softly.

“That makes one of us.”

He turned sharply.

“Don’t joke.”

“I’m not,” I said. “I don’t even know what happened.”

Silence settled between us.

“You’ve been different,” he said.

“Everyone keeps saying that.”

“You’re on edge,” he continued. “You’re not sleeping. You’re pushing too hard.”

I stared at the ceiling.

“I don’t have the luxury of slowing down.”

“That’s not true.”

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