Bound To The Broken Alpha (Amy and Daniel) novel Chapter 77

Chapter 77 She Is Done

AMY

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It has been a few days since Mrs. Carter called me to her office, and I made sure to avoid her as much as possible. I honestly didn’t want another conversation about the council seat or her sudden interest in my future and what I’m doing with my life.

At the time she brought it up, something in her tone male me uneasy. It wasn’t what she said that made me doubtful, it was what she didn’t.

So, I focused on school, staying away from everything that had to do with the Carters. I read every book I could find about werewolf anatomy, pack hierarchies, healing through moon energy, and bloodline inheritance.

None of it answered the questions that had been forming in my head. The more I studied, the more gaps I found in my own history. My parents had died when I was a child, and Mrs. Carter had been the one to arrange my marriage. It all felt too intentional. Was she the one that gave me to Mrs Smith?

By afternoon, I returned from class feeling drained because I was doing so much reading and I barely rested. Cole drove me home silently as usual, his eyes fixed on the rearview mirror. I could tell he wanted to ask what was wrong, but I wasn’t in the mood to talk. When we reached the estate, I thanked him and went inside.

I had barely made it halfway down the hallway when Mrs. Carter appeared from the side corridor.

“Amy,” she called out warmly, “You’ve been busy lately. We barely see you around.”

I forced a smile. “School’s been demanding. There’s a lot to learn.”

“Yes,” she said, stepping closer. “You’ve always been curious. But be careful what truths you dig for, dear. Some bloodlines were buried for a reason.”

Her tone was soft, but it sounded like a warning. I met her gaze and saw something there but it was not anger or fear, but restraint. Like she was holding back words that might change everything.

“I only want to understand where I come from,” I.

“Understanding can be dangerous,” she replied. “Especially when others have gone to great lengths to erase certain things.”

Before I could ask what she meant, she turned and walked away.

The rest of the evening was restless for me. Her words kept replaying in my head. Deep into the night, I couldn’t sleep. Around midnight, I decided to go to the library in the house. If Mrs. Carter was hiding something, then the answers would most likely be buried in this house..

The hallway was quiet as I made my way down. When I reached the library, I turned on the desk lamp and started scanning the shelves. I had been in that room many times, but tonight, I paid attention to details I’d ignored before.

On the far shelf, there was a section filled with Daniel’s old books. They were mostly leadership guides, pack law, and strategy texts. But one stood out. It was a thick, eather–bound journal tucked behind another volume. It had Daniel’s name embossed on the spine.

Something about it felt deliberate, as if it was meant to stay hidden. I pulled it down, and a folded envelope

18:44 Thu, Dec 25 GD.

Chapter 77 She Is Done

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slid out from between the pages. It was sealed, the edges had turned yellow with time. The wax seal carried a mark I had seen before, the same crest from my mother’s pendant.

My heart thudded. I broke the seal carefully and unfolded the letter inside. The handwriting was sharp, almost rushed.

To whoever finds this,

The truth cannot stay buried forever. The Guardians of the Moon once protected the balance between light and blood. But one of us broke the vow. Betrayal runs deep and its echo lies within the chosen bloodline.

The words blurred for a second as I reread them.

Guardians of the Moon. Sacred vow. Betrayal.

None of this made sense, but I knew it was connected to me. The same crest. The same phrasing I’d seen in my mother’s old notes before they disappeared.

The letter continued:

When the chosen rises again, the balance will shift. Some will seek to protect her. Others will try to end her. But remember that true power born from the Moon cannot be caged by mortal will.

My hands trembled slightly as I read it again. The handwriting was old but it was obvious someone wrote it knowing it would be found one day.

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