Bound To The Broken Alpha (Amy and Daniel) novel Chapter 434

Chapter 434 Positive Results

DANIEL

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I arrived at the office earlier than usual, though the thought barely comforted me. The city outside the windows was moving as it always did–people going about their days but inside, I felt the world tipping. Days had passed since the first false scandal hit. My phone hadn’t stopped buzzing. Emails, texts, messages -warnings and questions and veiled jabs.

I stepped into the office and noticed the tension immediately. My executive team was gathered in the conference room, their faces tight, eyes darting to the door as I entered. I could see it in their posture: fear mixed with frustration. They were as unsettled as I was.

“Daniel,” my CFO started, voice cautious, “I’m afraid the Northern investors are pulling back.”

I dropped my bag and ran a hand through my hair. “How much?”

“Some have withdrawn entirely. Others are hesitant to proceed with ongoing deals. And the Carter Holdings partnership we were counting on–competitor firm swooped in. They moved fast.”

I exhaled sharply. “They swooped in?” I repeated, disbelief in my tone. “They didn’t even negotiate?”

“They offered better rates upfront, and the assurances were solid,” the CFO said. “Investors are nervous. Your reputation–what’s left of it–is affecting confidence.”

My wolf growled low in my chest, angry at how easily perception could topple months of work. “Everything we built,” I said, voice tight, “everything, and this is how it falls apart?”

My COO tried to interject, “Daniel, we can salvage—”

“Salvage?” I cut him off. “They’re making us appear incompetent. We’re losing money, deals, confidence, and I can’t even track the source.”

I ran to the window, gripping the edge of the ledge. The sun reflected off the glass of the buildings opposite, mocking me in a way I couldn’t place. Every call I made, every reassurance I tried to offer investors, was met with polite doubt, questions about whether I could stabilize the company with Amy

gone.

I spun around. “Call the team handling the Carter deal. I want every detail on how it was los

t.”

“Yes, sir,” the assistant said. She looked anxious but relieved I was taking control.

I slumped into my chair, trying to focus. Every paper on my desk felt like it was burning me. Financial reports, project updates, pending contracts. Everything I touched had the smell of failure now. Investors were leaving, my competitors smelled blood in the water, and my ability to act decisively was being questioned without end.

Then I remembered Amy. Somewhere, she was out there, and I couldn’t even reach her. Every hour without her made this chaos more personal. My wolf wanted to lash out, to tear down whoever was behind this, but I had to restrain him. I had to think, strategize, act like a CEO, not like a monster.

I called the executive in charge of investor relations. “Set up meetings with the top five Northern investors.

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Quietly. I need to know exactly why they left and who we can bring back.”

“Yes, sir,” he replied.

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“And double–check our communications with other partners,” I added. “If there’s even a hint that our position was compromised, I want it flagged immediately.”

I hung up and leaned back. The office felt like a cage. Every direction I looked reminded me of the losses piling up. And yet, I refused to panic. My wolf wanted to rage, to tear apart anyone who challenged me. But Daniel–the Alpha, the CEO, the man Amy believed in–had to remain in control.

Just then, my assistant returned. “Daniel, you have a visitor,” she said carefully.

I frowned. “Who?”

“From the Northern Council,” she replied. “They say it’s urgent.”

I motioned for them to send him in. The man entered, tense, clearly uncomfortable. He didn’t meet my eyes at first, but I let him speak.

“Alpha Daniel,” he started, “we’ve noticed disruptions in several key accounts tied to your leadership. There’s… concern. They want assurances.”

I held his gaze, letting my frustration show, but keeping my voice measured. “Concern? My wife is missing, and you’re worried about spreadsheets and margins?”

He flinched slightly. “It’s not just about the numbers. The investors are asking questions. Your position is being scrutinized.”

I stood abruptly, fists on the table. “Scrutinized?” I repeated. “Every day I’m scrutinized. Every day I fight to keep things from collapsing while my mate is missing. And yet, here you are, telling me to reassure people who have no idea what’s happening?”

He swallowed hard. “Alpha, we just want-

“I don’t want reassurances,” I snapped. “I want results. I want Amy found. I want these deals secured, and I want the people trying to discredit me exposed.”

Silence followed. Then he nodded, carefully. “Understood. I’ll make the arrangements.”

As he left, I sank back into my chair, closing my eyes. The room was quiet now, but the pressure remained. Every lost investor, every failed contract, every whisper of doubt–it wasn’t just business. It was an attack on me, my authority, my ability to lead.

I thought about the rival company that swooped in. Every contract we lost, every partnership pulled out- it was calculated. Someone knew the precise time to strike. My wolf snarled, the urge to hunt overwhelming, but I forced myself to think strategically. This wasn’t just business sabotage–it was designed to destabilize me. To break me.

I picked up the phone and dialed Cole’s line. No answer. My chest tightened. He had been missing since before all this began. Every strategy, every move I planned, felt incomplete without him.

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