Bonds of the Alpha Billionaire (Maya and Alex)

Chapter Five

-Maya's POV-

The voices floated all around me as I stirred back into consciousness. Every bone in my body hurt and I sensed my wolf stirring within, an instinctive response to the chaos around, ready to defend. Swiftly, I pushed her back knowing I needed my human side taking charge in this moment of disarray.

Gentle hands reached out, pulling me from the cloud of confusion. Struggling to stand, I grappled with pain coursing through every bone. Through the fog in my mind, I met Ivan's concerned gaze. "Are you okay?" His voice echoed through the haze.

Battling dizziness, I nodded, allowing him to guide me to a nearby chair. "What happened?" I managed to utter.

"An explosion," Ivan explained, "Someone planted a bomb to stop the wedding."

"Who would want to stop the wedding?"

My wolf stirred, giving a possible answer to the question but I refused to believe that Alex had anything to do with it.

I had seen it- the look on his face. There was nothing but hate. Alex wouldn't be interested in stopping me from getting married unless it wasn't to stop the wedding and this was him showing that he meant the statement against my father,

"Maya, did you just hear me?"

"I'm sorry.. I was just.. Why would someone plant a bomb?"

"That's not important right now. I think we need to get you to a hospital."

"No. I'm fine," Realization dawned on me, glancing around, "My father, my parents, where are they?"

"I saw Daniel and your mother after the explosion," Ivan reassured me, "He was trying to get her away from harm's way. They are okay."

A bitter taste lingered in the air, the realization hitting me hard.

Of course, he didn't come looking for me.

"I didn't finish saying my vows. We aren't married yet," I uttered, still trying to process everything happening.

A smirk danced on his lips, attempting to inject a sliver of humor into the grim scene. "Wow. If I had known it would take an explosion to get you to admit you want to marry me, then I would have planted the bomb myself."

Despite the wreckage and the chaos, a laugh bubbled up from somewhere deep within me.

probably go find my parents," I murmured, acknowledging the unspoken responsibility even though they hadn't come looking for me. "I guess I will

about completing

he pulled me back, a sudden and unexpected force. Without giving me

him the opportunity to deepen the kiss. His hands wrapped around my waist, pulling me closer and my hands instinctively went to

felt the kiss everywhere- from the strand of my hair to

like Alex, a small voice whispered, snapping

he pulled away, smiling down at me, "I didn't want to leave this hall without knowing what those beautiful lips taste like." A blush rose to my cheeks as he bent

that I knew without a doubt dropped panties everywhere he went, he

have nothing better to do with

unmistakable death glare. "I was just

space like an idiot," he remarked, his tone as

was an explosion. Am I not allowed to take a moment to collect

more, a silent

I wasn't... I was

not have time to waste,

left, probably to do some damage control after he came to find me when the bomb went off." I emphasized the last part, hoping to make my point, but

and if you choose to stop standing around like an idiot, I would like to

to provoke

navigated through the remnants of the once festive venue, my mind buzzed with a mixture of emotions and questions. The shock of the explosion still echoed in my ears, making it hard to

we approached her. She looked frazzled but unharmed. Relief somewhat washed over

"What happened? Why would someone do

I had always had an awkward relationship. She was just a trophy wife that did whatever my father said. Anytime I stared into her

father, I knew she didn't love

a forced moment, his tone clipped, "We can discuss that later. Right

from the chaos,

area, my father directed us towards the car. "Amaya, we'll need to

had

myself for what I knew would be

was uncomfortably silent. My mind raced with thoughts of the interrupted wedding, the mysterious explosion, and Ivan's seemingly calculated exit. I stole glances at my mother, who appeared lost

into the living room. "Sit down. We need to address

glance with my mother. The air in the room

I do, Father?" I ventured

safety or did he run like a coward? I need to know the type of

Father," I reassured him with a tight smile,