Bound To The Broken Alpha (Amy and Daniel) novel Chapter 452

Bound To The Broken Alpha

Chapter 452 Amy’s Survival

DANIEL

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I had learned to move quietly long before Amy was taken. Power made noise if you let it. Grief made it louder. I couldn’t afford either.

The lead began to come in pieces, not all at once. A delayed shipment flagged in the southern territory. Medical–grade equipment rerouted without clear authorization.

A pattern of transfers that didn’t align with public hospital needs. On their own, each detail meant nothing. Together, they formed something that matched too closely with what Amy was going through.

I didn’t bring it to the council.

That decision sat heavy, but I trusted my instincts more than protocol. The council talked too much. Too many ears. Too many loyalties that shifted with convenience.

I worked with a small circle instead. Three people. All of them swore to me long before politics complicated things.

I stood in my private office when the confirmation came through. The lights were low, screens active. I hadn’t slept properly in days.

“Say it again,” I told Kade through the secure line.

“The medical transfer,” he said. “It originated from a restricted supplier. Southern territory clearance. No civilian record. No military log either.”

My grip tightened on the desk. “And the timeline?”

“Six weeks ago. Repeat shipments every four days. Consistent quantities.”

Six weeks. That aligned too well.

“Send everything,” I said. “Quietly.”

“I already did,” he replied, “But Daniel… someone buried this well. I had to go around standard channels.”

“I expected that.”

I ended the call and turned to the second screen. A map of the southern territory glowed softly. I marked the transfer points manually, watching the pattern tighten.

For the first time since Amy vanished, something inside me steadied,

I wasn’t chasing shadows anymore.

I pulled in Jora next. She arrived within minutes, eyes sharp, posture controlled,

“You’re cutting the council out,” she said the moment the door closed.

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“Dangerous

So is besination. I replied “Look”

I brought the date up. She studied it without interrupting.

This isn’t a coincidence, she said finally. “Medical–grade isolation units. Prenatal monitoring tech. High- ead

She met my gee. You think she’s there.”

1 think she passed through there. Or close.”

That’s enough to start something” Jora said

“Not pablity.”

She nodded. “What’s the plan”

“Contina location Verify personnel No raids. No announcements.”

“And if the cound finds out?”

“They won’t” I said “Not until I have proof”

Joca besitated. Daniel, someone had to authorize these transfers.”

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She didn’t press further.

Over the next two days, everything moved fast and slow at the same time. Information came in fragments. A warehouse registered under a shell entity. A private medical consultant with no public record. A transport rouse that didn’t officially exist.

Every step closer made my chest tighten.

I was close. I could feel it.

Then it started to unravel

The first sign was minor. A file I’d accessed earlier no longer existed.

I called Kade immediately. “The southern transfer log. Pull it again.”

There was a pause on the line. Too long.

“Daniel,” he said slowly, “it’s gone.”

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“Gone how?”

“Deleted. Not archived. Not hidden. Removed.”

My jaw clenched. “That’s not possible without high–level clearance.”

“I know.”

“Check your access logs.”

Another pause. “Someone mirrored my credentials.”

That sent a chill through me.

“Who?” I asked.

“I don’t know. It was clean.”

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I ended the call and immediately tried to reach my southern contact. The man I’d paid to confirm personnel rotations.

No answer.

I tried again.

Nothing.

I sent a message through the secure channel. It bounced back.

“Jora,” I said into the comm, “get to my office. Now.”

She arrived moments later. I didn’t waste time.

“They’re ahead of us,” I said. “Someone wiped the records.”

Her expression hardened. “From where?”

“Inside.”

She leaned against the table. “The council?”

“Maybe. Or someone feeding them.”

“You said only three people knew,”

“Yes.”

She didn’t look away. “Then it’s one of us.”

The words sat heavy between us.

“I don’t believe that,” I said.

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“Belief doesn’t matter,” she replied. “Evidence does.”

I ran a hand through my hair. “The contact is gone. Either dead or pulled.”

“Or warned,” Jora added.

I looked at her sharply. “Warned by who?”

She didn’t answer immediately. “Someone who knew exactly what you were looking for. Before you

moved.”

That was the moment the unease fully settled.

This wasn’t just about the South.

Someone was watching my steps.

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I dismissed Jora and locked the office. Alone, I replayed every decision. Every message. Every name I’d

trusted.

Amy wasn’t just hidden.

She was being guarded by more than walls.

I reopened the map. The markers flickered, then disappeared as the system refreshed. Even my saved annotations were gone.

I slammed my fist lightly against the desk, forcing myself to breathe.

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