Bound To The Broken Alpha (Amy and Daniel) novel Chapter 348

Chapter 348 Connecting Back

AMY

Later, as we stood near the edge of the gathering, he leaned closer.

“Are you okay?” he asked quietly.

“I am,” I said. “Being here helps.”

“I thought you might feel watched.”

“I am,” I said honestly. “But not threatened.”

That earned me a look of pride from him.

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When we returned home, we didn’t talk about work. We watched something mindless on the screen and shared a bottle of wine we’d been saving for no reason at all.

At some point, Daniel reached for my hand and laced our fingers together without thinking.

That was the point.

No strategy. No damage control.

Just connection.

The next morning, we woke almost at the same time. Daniel glanced at the clock and sighed.

“I’ll cancel breakfast,” he said.

I frowned. “Cancel?”

“With the chef,” he clarified. “I want us to do it.”

I raised an eyebrow. “Are you cooking again?”

“With supervision,” he said.

We moved around the kitchen together, bumping into each other, laughing quietly when things went slightly wrong. He cracked eggs badly. I corrected him without mocking. He burned toast and tried to hide. it. I pretended not to notice.

“You’re enjoying this too much,” he said.

“I’m enjoying you not running a boardroom for once,” I replied.

We ate standing at the counter, talking about nothing important. The weather. A book I’d started reading. A stupid comment one of the department heads made during a meeting.

It felt ordinary.

And that was the point.

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Normal life didn’t erase the threat. It reminded us why we were fighting it in the first place.

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Later that day, as I returned to my office, a secure notification appeared on my tablet. Internal system. Restricted channel.

I opened it.

It was brief. Polite.

“You’re adapting well,” the message read. “That usually means you’re ready for the next phase.”

I didn’t reply.

Instead, I locked my screen, stood, and walked toward Daniel’s office.

Normal life didn’t mean complacency.

It meant readiness.

I knocked once before stepping into Daniel’s office. He was standing near the window, jacket already on, phone in his hand. He turned the moment he sensed me.

“You felt it too,” he said.

“I got a message,” I replied.

His jaw tightened slightly. “So did I.”

That was how our normal life worked now. No panic. No raised voices. Just confirmation.

We didn’t sit. Sitting made things feel heavier than they needed to be.

“He’s pushing,” Daniel said. “Not openly. He wants to see how we respond.”

“I’m not responding yet,” I said. “That’s the response.”

Daniel studied me for a moment, then nodded. “Good.”

We left the office together that evening like we had every day that week. Same route. Same quiet exchange with security. Same ride home. Anyone watching would have seen stability. Routine. A company and a couple that had recovered.

That was intentional.

At home, I changed out of my work clothes and tied my hair back while Daniel loosened his cuffs and rolled up his sleeves.

“Are you cooking or am I?” he asked.

“You owe me after burning toast,” I said.

He smiled faintly. “Fair.”

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We worked around each other easily. No crowding. No awkward pauses. He washed vegetables while I handled the pan. He reached past me once and brushed my arm without thinking. I didn’t pull away.

“You’re quiet,” he said.

“I’m thinking.”

“About him.”

“Yes,”

Daniel didn’t push. He knew better than that.

After dinner, we sat in the living room with our laptops open, reviewing different things. He focused on regional reports. I scanned internal memos that Bella had flagged.

There were more inconsistencies. Still legal. Still subtle. Still designed to move influence rather than

money.

I saved copies. Tagged them. Said nothing.

When Daniel closed his laptop, it was already late.

“Come to bed,” he said. “You’ll see it clearer in the morning.”

I followed him without arguing.

We slept well. That mattered more than either of us admitted.

The next few days passed the same way. Work. Home. The consultant remained present but distant. Always polite. Always professional. Always watching.

I finally requested a brief meeting with him.

Nothing formal. No boardroom. Just my office.

He arrived on time and took the seat across from me without hesitation.

“You wanted to see me, Mrs. Carter,” he said.

“Yes,” I replied. “I noticed you’ve been requesting access to historical acquisition files.”

He nodded. “Part of my review.”

“You’ll find them clean,” I said. “They’ve been audited repeatedly.”

“I don’t doubt that.”

“Then what are you looking for?” I asked.

He smiled slightly. “Patterns.”

I didn’t react.

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