Bonds of the Alpha Billionaire (Maya and Alex)

Chapter 77

-Maya's POV-

I had let myself slip into normalcy. No other text had followed so I pushed it to one corner as Natalia suggested. I tried as painful as it was to move on from the fact that my father hated me. I let the images slide away from my king. I didn't do it so if Alex was a fodi for believing it then so be it. Things were good with Ivan. I buried myself in work focusing on heading the project. It wasn't easy but avoiding him became a special talent.

I

That fragile peace had shattered in a matter of seconds. My father had bombed Alex's pack house, essentially declaring war. It had been

downhill ever since.

I watched anxiously as Ivan paced back and forth, phone pressed firmly to his ear. He kept running a hand through his hair, frustration etched on his face. He'd confronted my father, but all he had received in return was a shrug and a dismissal. Things were not good. Not good at all.

The different packs had coexisted peacefully amongst humans for years. Sure, there was an underlying rivalry simmering between Alex and my father, but it had never escalated to full-blown war. Not since I was born, at least. This was bad. Very bad. Humans would inevitably get caught in the crossfire, and the chances of their secret being exposed were higher than ever.

Ivan finally ended the call, and I rushed to his side. "What happened?" I asked, concern lacing my voice.

He'd been tirelessly trying to manage the fallout. The war wasn't something he wanted, especially considering the way my father had strong armed things with the merger. This meant Ivan was dragged into the mess, whether he liked it or not.

He let out a heavy sigh. "No one's seen Alex since the bombing, and there have already been attacks. Two wolves are dead."

Like I said, this was not good.

"What do we do?" I pressed, "We can't risk the entire world finding out. If this continues, it won't be stopped. People would not understand. They will hunt us. See us as monsters.

"Okay, okay," Ivan soothed, his voice a gentle counterpoint to the storm brewing inside me. "Let's take a deep breath, We can handle this."

"Humans won't find out," He continued, his voice firm yet reassuring. "These things happen under the radar. We've been living amongst them for centuries, haven't we?"

was sound, but logic did little to quell the rising panic. Images of news reports, panicked crowds, and government conspiracies

voice trailed off, the

this

nobody's seen him since the bombing. He

He stated with a conviction that surprised

usual

out, the

hardened. "Absolutely not. This is between Alex

frustration bubbling inside. "Safe? How can you say that when this whole war is happening because of my father? I'm not staying behind while you walk into a

and I are on opposite sides of this. He might... he might not react well to seeing you right

something I couldn't quite decipher. Then, just as quickly, it was

of calm.

even tone, "you'll be more helpful here. You need to

held some truth, but the idea of letting him go alone gnawed at me. My father and Alex had a long and complicated history, a rivalry that predated even my birth. I couldn't shake the image of them facing off, fueled by years of animosity. The

You're not going to see Alex by yourself. Not after everything that's

his jaw clenched. The air crackled with unspoken tension, a silent battle of wills. Finally, with a sigh that seemed to carry the weight of the world, he

while a potential confrontation unfolded. But the thought of Ivan facing Alex

an uncomfortable silence. The weight of the situation pressed down on us, suffocating any attempts at

he threw me out. This has been my home for three whole years and now it just felt so distant. Ivan pulled up to the security checkpoint, his knuckles white as he gripped the steering wheel. Two burly guards emerged from the booth, their faces unreadable in

of them spoke,

there was a flicker of surprise in his gaze before he masked it turning back to

not leaving

this time, "Mr Thorne is

matter

lady," he said, his voice dripping with condescension, "you don't get to decide what's important here. Now, unless you want to be escorted off the property violently, I suggest

and primal But before I could