Bound To The Broken Alpha (Amy and Daniel) novel Chapter 418

Chapter 418 Powerful People’s Protection

AMY

I came back to myself in pieces.

First, the sound. A low hum that never fully stopped, like machines breathing through walls.

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Then the feel of fabric pressed tight over my eyes, rough at the edges, tied well enough that I knew struggling would only hurt. My wrists were free, my legs too, which felt deliberate. Whoever took me wanted me awake, aware, and afraid.

I sat still and tried to slow my breathing. Panic made mistakes easier.

When hands guided me forward, I let them. The air changed as we moved. It grew cooler, cleaner.

Every step echoed longer than the last, which told me we were no longer underground. Elevators followed. I felt the lift in my stomach as we rose, high and fast. No music. No voices. Just that quiet hum and my thoughts stacking on top of each other.

By the time we stopped, my jaw hurt from how hard I had been clenching it.

They walked me again, longer this time, then stopped. A door opened. The space beyond felt wide. I was placed gently into a chair, the kind that did not creak or shift. Then the blindfold came off.

Light flooded my vision, sharp enough that I blinked back tears. When my eyes adjusted, I saw glass.

Walls of it. Floor to ceiling windows showing a city spread out beneath me, small and distant. We were high. Very high. A skyscraper, near the center of everything.

The room itself was massive. Polished floors. Minimal furniture. Everything clean, ordered, expensive. It felt less like a prison and more like a boardroom that had swallowed a living space. That made my chest tighten more than chains would have.

I stood slowly. No one stopped me.

I walked to the glass and looked down. Cars crawled far below. People moved like dots. The world went on, loud and busy and unaware that I was here.

So this was the plan. Take me somewhere I could see everything and reach nothing.

I turned back just as the door opened.

He walked in like he belonged there.

He wore the same neutral uniform he had worn for years in the Carter estate. Same posture. Same calm steps. Same face I had passed a thousand times without really seeing. The man who served my meals. Who spoke only when spoken to. Who kept his eyes lowered and his hands steady.

The Southern alpha.

My stomach dropped.

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I laughed once, sharp and disbelieving. “I knew it,” I said, my voice shaking despite myself. “I knew it was you. I knew it couldn’t be anyone else.”

He closed the door behind him and locked it. The sound was soft but final.

“You are very observant,” he said. His voice was calm, almost gentle. Not the voice he used when he worked. This one had weight to it. Ownership.

I backed away until I felt the table behind me. “You did this,” I said. “All of it. The timing. The access. You were always around.”

“Yes,” he replied. No denial. No excuse.

I searched his face for something familiar, something human. All I found was distance. Calculation.

“Why?” I asked. “What did I ever do to you?”

He studied me the way one might study a document before signing it. “You exist,” he said. “That was enough.”

The words hit harder than any slap could have.

My hands curled into fists. “You won’t get away with this. Daniel-”

“Daniel is distracted,” he interrupted. “And careful. Those are weaknesses when time matters.”

I swallowed. My heart was racing, but my mind stayed sharp. Fear could wait.

“You intend to hurt me,” I said. Not a question.

“Yes,” he answered. Still calm. “But that depends on you.”

I frowned. “Depends on me doing what?”

“Staying exactly where you are,” he said. “Following instructions. Being cooperative.”

I let out a breath that sounded like a laugh but wasn’t. “You kidnap me, drag me across the city, lock me in

a glass tower, and now you want cooperation?”

He stepped closer. Not threateningly. That somehow made it worse.

“You are alive because I need you alive,” he said. “Do not confuse that with mercy.”

Something in his eyes shifted then. A crack. A shadow of something old and ugly.

“You know,” he continued, “when you were born, you cried too loudly. Would not stop. Your mother begged me to stay. To help. I did not.”

The room tilted.

I stared at him. “What are you saying?”

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He met my eyes fully now. No shame. No regret.

“I am your father,” he said. “By blood, at least.”

The words didn’t make sense at first. They floated, unreal, refusing to land.

“No,” I said. “That’s not possible.”

He nodded once. “I left. I ensured I would not be traced. Later, I made sure you would not be remembered.”

My throat burned. “You tried to kill me.”

“Yes.”

There it was. Simple. Clean. Horrible.

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My knees weakened, and I sat down without meaning to. My hands trembled, but I didn’t look away.

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