Bound To The Broken Alpha (Amy and Daniel) novel Chapter 439

Bound To The Broken Alpha

Chapter 439 No More Reachable

DANIEL

“That wasn’t my question.”

He chuckled softly. “You always were direct. Look, she’s grieving. Confused. People act odd under pressure.”

“Has she left the city?”

“No.”

“Met anyone unusual?”

“Not that I know of,” he said. “And if she had, it wouldn’t be a crime.”

I leaned back in my chair. “You’re defending her.”

“I’m stating facts,” Mark replied. “If you’re looking for a villain, Clara isn’t a good candidate.”

“Funny,” I said. “Cole followed her for weeks and said the same thing. Clean. Almost too clean.”

“That sounds like paranoia,” Mark said lightly. “You’ve been under a lot of stress.”

I clenched my jaw. “If you hear anything, you call me.”

“Of course,” he said. “Daniel, for what it’s worth, I hope you find Amy.”

The call ended.

Finished

I sat there for a long moment, phone still in my hand. Mark hadn’t lied. I was certain of that. But he hadn’t told me everything either.

I stood and walked to the window. The city stretched below, orderly on the surface. Too orderly.

Kade knocked once and entered. “Cole’s stable,” he said. “As stable as he can be.”

“Good.”

“We’ve been running cross–checks on Clara’s routes,” he added. “Nothing actionable.”

“I know,” I said. “That’s the problem.”

“You still think she’s involved?”

“I think someone wants me to think she isn’t,” I replied.

He nodded slowly. “And Mark?”

“Knows just enough to stay clean,” I said. “Or he’s being used too.”

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My wolf stirred, restless. It didn’t like uncertainty. Neither did I.

“Keep eyes on Clara,” I said. “Quietly. No pressure.”

“And Mark?”

I considered that. “Watch him, but don’t let him know.”

Kade left, and I returned to my desk. I pulled up another screen, this one showing timelines. Amy’s disappearance. Cole’s tail. The smear campaign. The failed deals. Now this.

Someone was tightening a net around me. Carefully. Patiently.

I wasn’t losing control. Not yet. But I could feel how close everything was to tipping.

I picked up my phone again, scrolling through messages I hadn’t answered. Allies asking questions. Investors pulling back. Silence where there should have been reassurance.

And still, nothing on Amy.

I closed my eyes briefly. “Hold on,” I muttered. To her. To myself.

When I opened them, my resolve was steady. Clara might not be guilty. Mark might not be the mastermind. But someone was orchestrating this, and they’d made one mistake.

They’d shown me the pattern.

And I was done chasing shadows.

I didn’t leave the office that night.

Finished

Sleep felt like a waste of time, and even if I tried, my wolf wouldn’t settle. It paced inside me, agitated, alert, as if it knew something I didn’t yet have proof of.

I spent hours going over reports, replaying conversations, noting what was said and what was carefully

avoided.

By dawn, one thing was clear. Whoever was behind this was patient. They weren’t rushing. They were letting pressure do the work.

Kade returned early, coffee in hand. “You look like hell,” he said, setting it down.

“I feel worse,” I replied. “Any updates?”

“Nothing solid,” he said. “Clara followed her usual routine yesterday. Work, home, one short stop that checks out. Mark hasn’t made any unusual moves either.”

“Which means they’re either clean or very good,” I said.

He nodded. “Cole asked for you again.”

I stood immediately. Cole was awake when I entered, his color slightly better than before. He looked frustrated more than weak now.

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Finished

“I remembered something,” he said.

I pulled the chair closer. “Talk.”

“While I was tracking Clara, there were moments I felt watched,” he said. “Not hunted. Observed. Like someone was making sure I saw only what they wanted me to see.”

“That lines up.” I said. “Did you ever see the same presence twice?”

“No,” he admitted. “That’s what bothered me. Too clean. Too controlled.”

“Did Clara ever acknowledge you?” I asked.

“Never.” he said. “And she should have noticed at least once.”

I leaned back. “Which suggests she either didn’t know… or she did and wanted you to stay right where you were.”

Cole met my eyes. “If she’s involved, she’s not acting alone.”

“I know.” I said.

When I left the medical wing, my phone buzzed. Another notification. Another investor backing out. This time from a partner I’d worked with for over a decade.

I called him immediately.

“Daniel,” he said, tense. “This isn’t personal.”

“It always is,” I replied. “Talk to me.”

“There’s too much uncertainty around you right now,” he said. “Your wife is missing. The media storm. The rumors.”

“Rumors don’t change contracts,” I said.

“They do when confidence drops,” he replied. “I’m sorry.”

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