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.

I murmured, acknowledging the unspoken responsibility even though they hadn't come looking for me. "I guess

talk about completing

back, a sudden and unexpected force. Without giving me a chance to prepare, his lips

gasp escaped my lips giving him the opportunity to deepen the kiss. His hands wrapped around my waist, pulling me closer

the strand of my hair to the

a small voice whispered, snapping me back

me, "I didn't want to leave this hall without knowing what those beautiful lips taste like." A blush rose to

final smile that I knew without a doubt dropped panties everywhere he went, he turned around, leaving me standing there smiling like a

are you standing there like you have nothing better to do with your legs?" my father's voice cut through

his unmistakable death glare. "I was just about to come find

like an

to defend myself, "Father, there was an explosion. Am I not allowed to take a moment to collect

even more, a silent warning. "Are you talking back

I wasn't... I

time to waste, child. Where

went off." I emphasized the last part, hoping

around like an idiot, I would like to get moving," he declared, his

hurriedly nodded, not daring to provoke him

festive venue, my mind buzzed with a mixture of emotions and

my mother's voice called out as we approached her. She looked frazzled but unharmed.

Mom," I replied, "What happened? Why

an awkward relationship. She was just a trophy wife that did whatever my father said. Anytime I stared into her eyes, there was only loss and emptiness. Never a

like my father, I knew she didn't love

interrupted what felt like a forced moment, his tone clipped, "We can discuss that later. Right now, we need to

outside, away from the chaos, where emergency personnel were

we reached the parking area, my father directed us towards the car. "Amaya, we'll need to have a talk about

decisions? What had I

jaw, bracing myself for what I knew

back home 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

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

glance with my mother. The air in the room was thick with

do, Father?"

graying hair. "Firstly, are you hurt? Did Ivan ensure your safety or did he run like a coward? I need to know the type of man he is in this kind of situation." Trust

I reassured him with a tight smile, "Ivan