Bonds of the Alpha Billionaire (Maya and Alex)

Chapter 23

-Maya's POV-

The familiar scent of stale beef and leather greeted me as I pushed open the door of The Rusty Compass. My eyes scanned the bar, immediately landing on Riley. She was hunched over, concentrating on pouring a drink, her hair cascading down her back like a fiery waterfall.

As she straightened, our eyes met. A jolt passed through her, and she flinched, taking a step back. "Hi," I greeted, my voice softer than usual.

Her response was a shaky, "Hey." Even from a distance, I could see the dark circles under her eyes, a stark contrast to the vibrancy I remembered.

Concern tugged at me. "Ar

1. me. "Are you okay? Can you

take a break so we can talk in the back?"

She hesitated, her gaze flickering around the room, before nodding slowly. She excused herself to a nearby coworker, who readily agreed to cover her duties.

As soon as the swinging door closed behind us, shutting out the bar's low murmur, I blurted out, "You look exhausted. Haven't been sleeping?"

She sighed, rubbing the circles beneath her eyes. "Yeah, not really. These past two days... I don't even know who to trust anymore. I mean, anyone could be like you, right? And all it takes is one bad mood for them to rip me to shreds.

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"Riley, interjected gently, placing a hand on her arm to stop her from spiraling. "Werewolves aren't bad people. And I'm so sorry I'm putting you through this but no one is going to hurt you."

Her eyes, wide and searching, locked onto mine. "How do you even ex st?" she whisper yelled, "Were you bitten by one? Do you, like, transform every full

moont

I chuckled, the sound offering a welcome break from the tension, "No, not at all, I was born this way. Being a werewolf is part of me, it's in my blood. And actually, werewolves can shift wheneverthey want, not just at full moons."

A shadow crossed my face. "Although, I haven't let my wolf out much lately."

not?" she pressed, curiosity replacing some of the fear

story," I admitted, sinking deeper into the worn leather

"So, this wolf... is it like a separate being inside

shook my head. "Not exactly. It's more like... a primal part of me. Think of it as strong emotions and instincts; raw and untamed. It's the fight

"So, when

usually feel it coming on, a sort of simmering beneath the surface. That night with the bikers, though... everything

you did

off and then... she hesitated, her voice dropping to a whisper, "your

that. Werewolves have heightened senses, and our eyes change when we

can control how much of the wolf

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involved, learning to manage the wolf's urges and channel its strength without succumbing to its magn. It's a delicate balance" "Training?" Her eyes widened. "Do you have, like, a secret werewolf

train and control their woll natures. It's more of a... mentorship thing." "Mentorship?" She repeated, leaning forward in

one, with its own set of rules and secrets. Which is

can I just forget something like that? And what about the whole monster thing? Don't werewolves eat people?" She looked genuinely

surrender. "Hold on

We

Mostly, we just try to live

She muttered, shaking her head. "This is all

you any of this if I didn't think I could trust you.

a good heart. And that's something I value more than

long moment, her gaze searching. Then, a small, hesitant smile touched her lips, "Alright, Mays. I'll try my best to keep your secret. But you have to promise to

you a drink? I know you work at a bar and now it sounds really dumb after you just poured one for someone else, but I just got a job and my best friend is coming and you can join us if

smile widened, morphing into a small laugh. "Sounds good. Just promise me you won't turn into a giant wolf and devour the

warmly in the dimly lit backroom. "No promises," I countered playfully, "but I'll try my

Sarah! Can I take a ten-minute break? I just need to chat with a

with brown hair popped her head out from behind the bar. "Sure thing. Take all the time you need. I can handle things here for a bit." She smiled gratefully. "Thanks, Sarah. I really

towards a free table in the corner, the familiar creak of