Bound To The Broken Alpha (Amy and Daniel) novel Chapter 93

Chapter 93 Strong Emotions

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DANIEL

The next few days passed quietly, almost too quietly. Amy and I worked side by side like nothing had changed. At least, that was how it looked to everyone else. To the rest of the staff, we were the same two people bound by responsibility, keeping the company and the pack calm while my mother handled the politics around the council.

But I could feel it. The change between us. Our conversations were still clipped and professional. Every word, every gesture was weird. But there were pauses and silence that said more than words ever could.

When I caught her looking at me across the conference table, it wasn’t the same guarded glance I’d gotten used to. It lingered just long enough to make me wonder what she was thinking before she looked away again.

It helped that everyone else seemed oblivious, at least it would not be uncomfortable. Maybe when we were sure of what we felt, then I wouldn’t care if anyone knew something had changed.

My mother, though, wasn’t fooled. She’d been watching. She didn’t say anything, but I knew she saw the pull between me and Amy. For now, she seemed more worried about keeping up appearances. If anything, I would tag my mother a witch. How she always knew everything

was a wonder.

At the office, Amy behaved like she normally would. Her tone never changed, her focus never slipped, and I respected that about her. But when she entered the room, I noticed. When she spoke, I listened. I couldn’t help it.

On Thursday night, we were the last ones left in the building. The others had gone home hours ago, but Amy stayed behind to finish going through reports from the western branch. I told myself I was staying to help, but that wasn’t the full truth.

She sat across from me, reading through the files with a focused expression. The desk lamp cast a warm light on her face, and for a while, I just watched her, pretending to work while my mind wandered.

“You know,” I said finally, leaning back in my chair, “you look terrifying when you’re

sed.”

Her eyes flicked up from the report. “Terrifying?”

“Yeah,” I said with a small grin. “Like you’re about to find a mistake and ruin someone’s week.”

Her lips twitched. “Then maybe you should double–check your own reports, just in case.”

I laughed—genuinely laughed for the first time in weeks The sound surprised even me. “Fair point.”

She gave a faint smile and went back to her papers, but the tension that had been building all week eased just a little.

For the next hour, we worked in silence. The sound of pages turning, the soft tapping of her pen against the table was strangely comforting.

At some point, I stood and walked over to her side of the desk. “You’ve been at this for hours,” I said. “You should take a break.”

“I’m almost done,” she said without looking up.

“You always say that,” I replied. “And then two hours later, you’re still here.”

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Chapter 93 Strong Emotions

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This time, she looked up properly. Her tone stayed calm, but there was somethin don’t do it, who will?”

“I would,” I said before I could stop myself.

She raised an eyebrow. “You? You barely trust anyone to read your own notes.”

I shrugged. “You’re not just anyone.”

her eyes. “If I

For a second, neither of us said anything. Her gaze was fixed on me. Then she closed the file slowly and stacked it with the others. “Well, that’s all for tonight then.”

She stood up, gathering her things. I stepped aside, letting her pass, but something about the unfinished.

As she reached the door, I said quietly, “Amy.”

She turned, her hand on the handle. “Yes?”

ment felt

I hesitated. “About the other night–what happened in the hall, the ritual–are you feeling alright?”

“I’m fine,” she said. “You don’t have to worry.”

“I still will,” I said honestly.

Her expression softened just slightly. “Then do it quietly”

I nodded once. “Deal.”

She smiled faintly, a small thing, but real. “Goodnight, Daniel.”

“Goodnight.”

When the door closed behind her, the room felt different, emptier somehow. I stood th before sitting back down. The papers in front of me were still waiting, but I didn’t se somewhere else entirely.

for a long while

ly mind was

I didn’t know when it happened, but my thoughts had started revolving around her. The sound of her voice, the way she argued when she thought she was right, the way she handled people with calmness. I told myself it was just respect and professional admiration. But it wasn’t that simple anymore.

I leaned back in the chair and stared at the ceiling. I had spent years building walls between duty and emotion, leadership and vulnerability. Amy was the first person who somehow managed to stand on both sides of those walls without even trying to break them.

When I finally left the office, the halls were dark and quiet. The night guards nodded as I passed. Outside, the air was cool, and the estate lights glowed faintly in the distance. I saw Amy’s car pulling out of the lot. She didn’t see me, but I watched her taillights fade into the night until they disappeared.

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