Bonds of the Alpha Billionaire (Maya and Alex)

Chapter 36

-Alex's POV-

Fury gnawed at me, a bitter, acidic knot that tightened with every ragged breath I took. The image of Amaya flinching back from my touch, her eyes wide with fear, was branded into my skull. The air in the cell was thick with the suffocating weight of my mistake. I shouldn't have touched her.

I stormed out of the station, the slam of the heavy door echoing my own internal turmoil. Grabbing my phone, I punched in Christian's number, my thumb hovering over the call button. This mess, this whole ch a a de- it was all his fault.

He picked up after two rings, his voice dripping with his usual twisted amusement. "Alex, what a pleasant surprise. Did you miss me already?"

"Get her out," I growled, the words a low rumble in my chest.

"Ah, Amaya," he chuckled, a sound that grated on my nerves. "Seems the little mate wasn't too thrilled to see you."

I ignored his jibe. "I don't have time for your games, Christian. Get her out of that cell. Now."

A beat of silence stretched between us, then Christian sighed, a theatrical display of exasperation. "Alright, alright. Calm down. It's happening. She'll be out in no time."

"See that it happens," I growled, my voice laced with a dangerous edge.

"Now, now, Alex," he cooed, but the amusement was gone from his voice, replaced by a hint of something... caution? "Don't get your fur in a twist. It was just a little nudge in the right direction. I was trying to be

a good friend. Give you a little nudge in the right direction, Afterall it won't take a blind men to see that you are still in love with her."

"This wasn't a game, Christian," I snarled, each word laced with venom. "You kept me in the dark about her father getting her involved. If I hadn't found out...

"Hey," he interrupted, his voice sharp. "Don't try to pin this on me. You gave the go ahead. I was just following orders."

"Don't ever pull a stunt like this again, Christian," I warned, my voice low and dangerous. "If you ever put her in harm's way again, there will be consequences. And trust me, you won't like them."

the threats for

I growled. "This... this changes everything. We're done, Christian. If

crept back into his voice, "So

Her. Out," I repeated, each word clipped and full of menace. Then, without another word, I

thrummed with a primal energy, a coctil of rage, frustration, and a gnawing fear for Amaya. I needed an escape. Needed to feel the

I ripped open the car door and launched myself into the countryside, the roar of

Chapter 36

The city lights blurred into streaks of yellow as I pushed

second thought, I threw the car into park and slammed the door shut. Taking a

familiar as it was brutal. Bones contorted, muscles ripped, and a deafening howl erupted from my throat as I took my wolf

shimmered with an otherworldly sheen under the pale moonlight. Towering over eight feet at the shoulder, I was a hulking mass of muscle and bone. Razor-sharp claws extended from my massive paws, and my teeth, bared in a silent snarl, were as long and deadly as daggers. My senses, amplified a hundred fold, took in the world around me. But the only thing that mattered was the release. The feeling

legs ached, the taste of metallic blood filling my mouth. But still, I couldn't stop. Finally, exhausted but far from calm, I slowed to a trot, my body finally starting to cool down. Collapsing onto a grassy knoll, I panted heavily, the rhythmic sound the only

trees, a lament for the bond I might

gnawing ache. Regret, heavy and bitter, settled in my gut. How could

not from the cool night air, but from the chilling realization

weight of the world seemingly pressing down on me. Shifting back into my

of surprise through me. "Well, wasn't

her chest. Moonlight glinted off her icy eyes, hardening their usual warmth. She looked

measure.

I was

scoffed. Tell me something I don't

nearby tree, grabbing the clothes I always kept stashed there in case of an unexpected shift. Pulling on a pair of jeans and a t-shirt, I met her gaze, my jaw clenched tight. you found me was flat, devoid of

"Should I My voice

-k how you

snarled. "I'm not here

narrowed back at