Bound To The Broken Alpha (Amy and Daniel) novel Chapter 432

Bound To The Broken Alpha

Chapter 432 They Are Not Here For You

AMY

“Why?” I asked.

“For comfort,” the other replied.

I didn’t argue. Arguing hadn’t helped before.

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They led me through quiet halls and into a larger room. This one had windows. Tall ones. I could see the city stretched out below, distant and unreachable.

“This is temporary,” one of them said. “You’ll be monitored.”

“Of course,” I said.

When they left, I stood by the window and stared out. Somewhere out there, my life was still moving without me.

I wondered how long it would take before someone realized I wasn’t coming back on my own.

I wondered how much time my body had left before it made the decision for me.

I stayed by the window until my legs started to ache. The city below moved without pause. Cars slid through the streets. Lights changed. People lived their lives without knowing I was suspended above them, locked away in glass and steel.

I stepped back and sat on the edge of the bed. The room was larger than the last one, but that didn’t make it feel less like a cage.

A soft knock came at the door.

“Come in,” I said.

Mara entered again, this time with a folded blanket in her arms.

“They said you might feel cold up here,” she said.

“I don’t,” I replied. “But thank you.”

She placed the blanket on the chair. “How are you feeling now?”

“Tired,” I said. “Still breathing. So I guess that counts as progress.”

She gave a small smile but didn’t laugh. “The doctor will check on you again tonight.”

“I figured,” I said. “He checks on me more than I check on myself.”

She hesitated, then asked, “Do you want to eat?”

“What is it?” I asked.

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“Soup,” she said. “And bread.”

“I’ll try,” I replied.

She helped me to the table near the window. I ate slowly. The food stayed down, which felt like a small victory.

“Mara,” I said after a moment.

“Yes?”

“Do you know who keeps watching me?” I asked.

Her hand froze for half a second before she continued arranging the tray. “There are cameras,” she said carefully.

“I don’t mean the cameras,” I said. “I mean the one who makes the decisions.”

She sighed and finally looked at me. “I know there are people interested in what happens to you.”

“Interested how?” I asked.

“Strategically,” she said.

“That’s not reassuring,” I replied.

“I didn’t mean it to be,” she said.

I set the spoon down. “Is the Southern Alpha still involved?”

Her eyes widened slightly. “Why would you think that?”

“I’m not stupid,” I said. “This is too careful. Too controlled. Someone wants me alive but not free.”

She didn’t answer.

“That silence tells me enough,” I said.

She stood straighter. “I can’t confirm anything.”

“But you’re not denying it,” I said.

She lowered her voice. “You should rest.”

“I rest all the time,” I’replied. “That hasn’t changed anything.”

Later that evening, the doctor returned. This time, he wasn’t alone. A younger man followed him, carrying

a case.

“We’re going to run another test,” the doctor said.

“Another blood test?” I asked.

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“Yes,” he replied. “And a scan.”

1 sighed but held out my arm. The needle prick barely registered.

As they worked, I asked, “How much faster is this pregnancy moving?”

The doctor exchanged a glance with the younger man before answering. “Your hormone levels suggest accelerated progression.”

“That sounds bad,” I said.

“It sounds complicated,” he corrected. “Not automatically fatal,”

“But dangerous,” I pressed.

“Yes,” he said. “Potentially.”

I closed my eyes. “How long do I have before it becomes critical?”

He paused. “We don’t know yet.”

“That’s your answer to everything,” I said.

“Because it’s honest,” he replied.

After they finished, he stood at the foot of the bed. “You need to avoid stress. Emotional stress affects your wolf, and your wolf affects the pregnancy.”

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I laughed softly. “I’ve been kidnapped. I’m being hidden from my mate. I’m under guard in a skyscraper. Tell me how I’m supposed to avoid stress.”

He didn’t respond.

When they left, the room felt heavier. I lay back and stared at the ceiling.

I thought about Daniel again. I wondered if he was sleeping. If he was eating. If he blamed himself.

“I’m still here,” I whispered, like he could hear me.

The next morning, I woke with nausea curling low in my stomach. My wolf stirred uneasily.

“Mara,” I called out.

She came quickly. “What is it?”

“I feel sick,” I said. “Different from before.”

She helped me sit up. “Slow breaths.”

“I am,” I said. “It’s not helping.”

She pressed a button on the wall. Within minutes, the doctor arrived again.

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