Bound To The Broken Alpha (Amy and Daniel) novel Chapter 448

Bound To The Broken Alpha

Chapter 448 Layers Of Plan

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“To stabilize the balance,” he replied. “Through you.”

I laughed once, short and bitter. “You kidnapped me for balance.”

The Alpha’s voice stayed even. “We secured you.”

“You lied to Daniel,” I snapped. “You let him think-

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“I let him think what he needed to,” he interrupted. “Just as you’re being told what you need to know.”

My hands clenched on the table. “You think carrying children strips me of agency.”

“No,” he said. “It makes you central.”

“That’s worse.”

The doctor cleared his throat. “Your health is our priority. Stress must be managed.”

I looked at him. “Then start by not talking about me like I’m currency.”

The woman with the tablet shifted uncomfortably.

The Alpha raised a hand. “Enough. Amy, you’re here because you matter. To the North. To the South. To the future structure of both.”

“I matter because you can use me,” I said.

“Yes,” he agreed.

At least he didn’t insult me by pretending otherwise.

“You’ll remain here until the pregnancy reaches a stable stage,” he continued. “After that, discussions may change.”

“Discussions with who?” I asked.

“With Daniel. With the councils. With investors and pack elders who don’t yet know how exposed the

are.”

I stared at him. “You’re planning to negotiate my body.”

“I’m planning to prevent war,” he said.

“By threatening my husband.”

“By reminding him what’s at stake.”

I stood abruptly, ignoring the dizziness. “You don’t get to call this peace.”

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Mara moved instinctively, ready to steady me, but I stayed upright.

“You think I don’t understand power,” I said. “I’ve lived in it my whole life. What you don’t understand is loyalty. Daniel won’t bend the way you expect.”

The Alpha’s mouth tightened slightly. “Everyone bends.”

“Not to people who mistake possession for control,” I said.

He rose slowly from his seat. The others followed suit, as if on command.

“This meeting is over,” he said. “You’ll be returned to your room.”

As they filed out, the woman with the tablet lingered.

“You should rest,” she said quietly. “The next few weeks will be difficult.”

“They already are,” I replied.

When I was alone again, back in the room that had become my cage, I sat on the bed and pressed my hands against my stomach.

I didn’t understand the full scope of what they meant by cause. I understood enough.

I was important because I could be traded. Protected because I could be threatened. Cared for because damage would reduce value.

They weren’t waiting for my consent.

They were waiting for timing.

And somewhere far away, Daniel was being forced to make choices without knowing the rules of the game.

That was what hurt the most.

The room stayed quiet for most of the day after the meeting. The kind that meant people were watching without being seen.

I felt it in the pauses between footsteps, in the way Mara entered without knocking but never startled me, in how the doctor appeared exactly when my body started to feel off.

I sat by the window even though I couldn’t see much beyond light and height. The glass didn’t open. I already knew that. Still, I pressed my palm against it once, just to confirm the limits again.

Mara brought soup and set it on the small table near the bed.

“You need to eat,” she said.

“I know,” I replied, but I didn’t touch it right away.

She hesitated. “You were quiet after the meeting.”

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“I was thinking,” I said.

“That can be dangerous in your condition.”

I looked at her. “Thinking is the only thing they haven’t taken yet.”

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She didn’t argue. She never did when I said things like that. Instead, she checked my pulse, then stepped back.

“Doctor will come later,” she said. “He wants to monitor the progression again.”

“Again,” I repeated. “As if I’m not aware something is wrong.”

She lowered her voice. “It’s not wrong. Just fast.”

“That’s not reassuring.”

She didn’t respond.

When she left, I finally ate. Slowly. My body needed it, even if my mind didn’t want it. My wolf stirred faintly, less agitated than before, but still not steady. She didn’t like being confined. Neither did I.

The doctor came in the afternoon. He carried a small case and a tablet.

“You’re holding up better today,” he said.

“Am I?” I asked.

He nodded. “Your vitals are more stable.”

“And the babies?” I asked, keeping my tone flat.

He glanced at the door, then back at me. “They’re developing rapidly. Faster than what we usually see, even in wolves.”

“Say what you mean,” I said.

He exhaled. “Your body is under strain. Not immediate danger, but it’s something we’re watching closely.”

“Watching,” I repeated. “That seems to be the theme.”

He ignored that. “We may need to move you to a more equipped medical wing soon.”

“Move me where?”

“A lower level,” he said. “Still within the building.”

“So I’m not going anywhere that matters.”

“No,” he admitted.

After he left, I lay back and closed my eyes. My thoughts drifted, whether I wanted them to or not.

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