Bonds of the Alpha Billionaire (Maya and Alex)

Chapter 42

-Maya's POV-

My head snapped towards Ivan, surprise coursing through me. His declaration hung in the air, a bombshell that left the room stunned. A low murmur erupted among the pack members, a mixture of confusion and curiosity.

Petrov, his face contorted in disbelief, sputtered, "What are you talking about, Ivan? You can't just waltz in and declare yourself Alpha. There are rules, traditions..."

"Traditions? Yes, there are traditions, Petrov. And one of those traditions is respecting the wishes of the Alpha, especially when those wishes are documented and signed." With a flourish, he reached into his inner jacket pocket and produced a sheaf of papers.

"These," he declared, holding the papers up, "are the official merger agreements between the Crescent Pack and the SilverCrest Pack, signed by none other than Daniel Stone."

A collective gasp arose from the assembled wolves. Petrov lunged forward, his eyes wide with a mixture of disbelief and dawning dread. "Let me see those!"

Ivan held the documents just out of reach, a steely glint in his eyes. "Not so fast, Petrov. There's more." He flipped through the

pages,

his gaze

fixed on a specific section. "Here it is," he announced, his voice resonating with quiet authority. "The agreement clearly states that in the event of Daniel's incapacitation, the Alpha position of the Crescent Pack would be assumed by me, Ivan, until such time as Daniel is able to resume his duties."

"But...but Daniel never mentioned this," Petrov stammered.

"Perhaps," Ivan countered, his tone laced with a hint of amusement, "because he didn't think it would happen this soon. But as these documents clearly state, the groundwork for this merger has been in progress for quite some time. Daniel simply wanted to ensure the future of both our packs."

Petrov shook his head, a desperate edge creeping into his voice. "This can't be right. There must be some mistake. This is all a setup, some elaborate scheme you and Maya cooked up to steal the Alpha position."

A wave of anger surged through me, but before I could voice my outrage, Ivan cut in, his voice hardening. "Why would she want to steal a position that is already hers?" Petrov hesitated, his bluster fading further. He darted a nervous glance towards me, his eyes flickering with a flicker of guilt that quickly morphed back into defiance. "Regardless of that," he argued, grasping at straws, "these documents could be forgeries. We need to verify their authenticity before we blindly accept them."

A smirk played on Ivan's lips. "Of course, due diligence is important. But fear not. I've already taken the liberty of having these documents verified by a third party, a completely neutral source outside both our packs. Here's the confirmation."

table in front of Petrov. The room held its breath as Petrov hesitantly picked it up and scan the contents. His

low and dangerous, "do you still question the

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slumped back in his chair, defeated. The fight had seeped out of him, replaced by a dull resignation. "I...I

room, taking in the stunned faces of the pack members. "Then,"" he boomed, his voice filling the room, "let me reiterate. As per the official agreements and the wishes of Daniel Stone, the

silence descended upon the room, broken only by the

the merger - that was the whole reason behind my father's marriage proposal with Ivan. But the way Ivan had just blindsided me, turning the tide of the entire power struggle in his favor while seemingly tipping the scales in mine moments before...it left

expression, however, must have remained a mask, for I barely registered the expectant stares that followed

the fog in my head, his tone gentle as he

brought back to

then a hint of amusement crept into his eyes. "You're supposed to

All these words swam before my eyes, a dizzying concoction of emotions threatening to boil over. I

words felt hollow on my tongue. My stomach churned with a cocktail of confusion, betrayal, and a flicker of something else... was it fear? Without another word, I turned on my heel and marched out of the room, leaving behind the

offering a small comfort in the midst of the emotional chaos swirling inside me. The car ride was a

his voice laced

refusing to acknowledge his question. It wasn't a matter of being "upset." It was a full-blown maelstrom of emotions

the sound heavy with resignation. "Alright, I understand. I'm sorry, Amaya.

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"Sorry doesn't even begin to cover it, Ivan. You completely

gaze remained steady. "I... I didn't expect Petrov to react the way he did. Honestly, I had no plans for

you thought about the whole thing ahead. Documents and all, and you're

was always

didn'en working on it for months. But I admit, I wasn't sure how