Bonds of the Alpha Billionaire (Maya and Alex)

Chapter 78 -Maya's POV-

Adrenaline surged through my veins, overriding any rational thought. Before I could even register what I was doing, I was stepping in front of Ivan, placing myself directly between him and the snarling black mass that was Alex's wolf.

It felt instinctive, a primal urge to shield Ivan from whatever danger Alex posed. But my actions only seemed to make things worse. The wolf's growl intensified, a deep, guttural sound that sent shivers down my spine. It was a sound that spoke of pure, unbridled rage, and it was

directed solely at me.

Panic clawed at my throat.

Would he attack me?

Ivan reacted quickly, grabbing my hand and pulling me back behind him. He raised his own hand in a placating gesture, his voice calm yet firm. "Alex, we're not here to fight. We just want to talk."

The wolf didn't respond, only continued its menacing growl. It circled us slowly, its eyes glowing a fiery red in the darkness. The tension in the air was thick enough to choke on.

Just then, Miranda let out a huff of exasperation. "Oh for crying out loud," she drawled, her voice dripping with annoyance, "just shift back already. Your wolf is terrifying everyone."

A beat of silence followed. Then, with a sound like thunder, bones cracked and shifted within the massive form. A moment later, Alex stood before us in all his glory, his face etched with fury.

Heat flooded my cheeks as I averted my gaze. The sight of him, so raw and exposed, was flustering. But a flicker of movement caught my eye. I stole a glance at Ivan, only to find his jaw clenched tight, his eyes narrowed in what looked like... jealousy and anger?

The awkward silence stretched on, broken only by the guards' coughs and nervous shuffling as they handed him clothes.

Finally Miranda spoke up again, "Well, it's a bit chilly out here, wouldn't you say? Shouldn't we all head inside?"

Her attempt at lightening the mood fell flat. Everyone, it seemed, was focused on Alex's simmering rage. After what felt like an eternity, Alex spoke. His voice was a low growl, colder than the winter wind itself, "What do you want?"

Ivan let out a heavy sigh. "There doesn't

n't have to b

to be a war. We can resolve this."

doesn't have to be a war?" he roared. He took a menacing step forward, towering over Ivan. "I lost

I'm done with Daniel Stone," Alex continued, his voice cold and devoid of any warmth, "he'll

"There won't just be a war," Alex snarled, his words laced with a horrifying certainty. "There will be a fucking massacre

of innocent lives - human for vengeance so deep, so all-encompassing, that it eclipsed everything

or werewolf. He was consumed by a

steady considering the threat hanging in the air, "look,

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war... this isn't the answer. Think about the consequences. Think

didn't have lives? Do you think they didn't have families? They're gone, ripped away. And you expect me to sit idly

don't expect that. But there are other ways. It's already brewing. More wolves are dying. Unleashing a

"No. I have given him a free pass for

what about the humans?" I finally spoke up, my voice barely a whisper. "If this war spills over, they'll find out. They'll find out about

everything. It will be

me for a brief moment before darting away. His eyes were cold, devoid of any warmth or recognition. It was as if

find out. Let the world burn. Maybe then, just maybe, something

to a brick wall. Alex was consumed by his rage, his desire

desperation. "Think about your

"I have lost wolves and many lost families. They want blood. They crave it and I will give

silence followed. Miranda, who had been unusually quiet throughout the entire

step back for a second? Maybe a good night's sleep will help everyone clear their heads." Alex

in the first place, Ivan. Maybe then, your pack wouldn't be on the wrong

rin

in Alex's voice wasn't just directed at my father; it was directed at Ivan, at me, at our entire pack. It was a clear message: we were the enemy now, simply by

we were on the precipice of another confrontation. But then,

to fight. We came here to talk, to try and find a peaceful solution. But if you're not willing to

stood there for a beat longer, the weight of the

months didn't matter. He had reverted back to his default setting, the cold, heartless version of himself

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