Bound To The Broken Alpha (Amy and Daniel) novel Chapter 89

Chapter 89 An Opening

AMY POV

A few weeks had passed since Mrs Carter went on a trip she would not tell anyone the details. The days had grown longer and heavier, though I didn’t notice it much anymore. There was too much to do, too much to hold together.

The pack was stretched thin, trust was harder to find, and every whisper seemed to hide a threat. I didn’t have the time or space to think about anything else.

Especially not about Brian, or what he m

have said to anyone. Whatever his feelings were, I didn’t know them, and I didn’t look for signs. He has been giving me mixed signals lately and I’m not sure if it’s just friendship anymore.

Each morning began the same way. Work,

eports from the border, lists of supplies, new projects to approve. At least I wasn’t being slandered online a

By noon, we had uncovered another attempt to sabore the watch schedule. It was subtle, but clear enough

once I compared the records. Two names stood out.

I told my assistant to tell Daniel to come to my office. I needed to talk to him.

When he entered, he closed the door behind him and leaned against the wall, his eyes searching mine. “You found something?”

“Yes,” I said, handing him the papers. “Rowan and Keaton. They’ve been moving guards off the east perimeter without clearance.”

He scanned the page, his jaw tightening. “You’re sure?”

“I double–checked every shift rotation myself,” I said. “They’ve been making the changes through the night roster. It looks like they’re trying to open a gap.”

“An opening for what?”

“An attack,” I said. “Or an escape. Either way, it looks like a betrayal.”

He nodded slowly, setting the papers down. “You’ll handle it?”

“I already have,” I said. “They’re being watched. We’ll bring them in tonight, quietly.”

He gave a faint smile that didn’t quite reach his eyes. “You always seem to be two steps ahead.”

“I don’t have the luxury of being behind,” I said.

His gaze lingered for a moment before he looked away. You shouldn’t have to do this alone.”

“I’m not alone,” I said. “You’re here.”

That made him pause. Since the dinner issue we had, Daniel had looked at me with caution, me to make a mistake.

, as if waiting for

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But lately, that has changed. We still disagreed, still argued, but the distance between us wasn’t built on just marital duties any more.

Later that night, after we dealt with Rowan and Keaton, the house was silent. I sat by the window with a cup of tea, trying to clear my thoughts when Daniel came in without knocking. He had stopped asking for permission weeks ago.

“They confessed,” he said. “They were paid to alter the watch schedules. Someone outside promised them a way out if they created enough chaos.”

“Who paid them?” I asked.

“They wouldn’t say,” he said. “But we’ll find out.”

I nodded. “We always do.”

He sat down across from me, watching me for a long moment. “You’re tired.”

“I’m fine,” I replied immediately.

“You always say that.”

“Because it’s true.”

He shook his head slightly. “You’ve been holding this pack together while the rest of us scramble to keep up. You shouldn’t have to prove yourself every day.”

“I’m not trying to prove anything,” I said quietly. “I’m just doing what has to be done.”

He leaned forward, elbows on his knees. “You think love works that way too?”

I looked at him, unsure what he meant. “What?”

“Doing what has to be done,” he said. “Even when it doesn’t come naturally.”

I didn’t answer. His tone wasn’t accusing, but there was something in his eyes I hadn’t seen before.

After a long pause, I said, “You can’t force people to always care. Not the way you want them to.”

He gave a faint nod. “I’m starting to understand that.”

The words hung between us, heavier than they should have been. I didn’t know if he was talking about me, or himself, or both. But I didn’t ask.

We sat in silence for a while. The sound of the wind outside filled the room.

Finally, he said, “You’ve done more for this pack than anyone gives you credit for.”

“I don’t do it for credit,” I said.

“I know. That’s what makes it matter.”

Something in his voice softened, and for a moment, the tension that usually filled the air wasn’t there. He looked at me, not as a wife or mate or an ally, but as someone he trusted.

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Thank you,” he said quietly.

I nodded. “You don’t have to thank me.”

“I do,” he said. “Because I haven’t made it easy for

easy for you.”

“You’ve made it fair,” I said. “That’s enough.”

He smiled faintly. “Fair. That’s a new word for us.”

“Maybe it’s about time,” I said.

He laughed softly, the sound low and real. It faded quickly, but it stayed with me.

The nights that followed were calmer, though the threats around us didn’t stop. Every few days, another lead surfaced–another name, another plan. We stopped an assassination attempt on the council head the next week, and then uncovered a chain of messages between outside packs that hinted at a coordinated strike. Each time, Daniel and I worked side by side, sometimes without words.

I began to notice the small things–how he didn’t second–guess me anymore, how he listened before responding, how he lingered after meetings when everyone else had left. There were moments when his eyes met mine and neither of us looked away.

It wasn’t trust at first. It was something quieter–mutual need, perhaps. But over time, it became something else. Something I didn’t name.

One night, after a long day of tracking messages and intercepting threats, I found h office.

ng outside my

“Everything settled?” he asked.

“For now,” I said. “The messages stopped. They know we’re watching.”

He nodded, then hesitated. “You should get some rest.”

“I will.”

“Do you ever mean that when you say it?”

“Sometimes,” I said.

He smiled, just barely. “Then tonight should be one of those times.”

I didn’t argue. We walked together down the quiet hall, the sound of our steps filling the space. When we reached my door, I turned to him.

“Daniel,” I said.

“Yeah?”

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