Bonds of the Alpha Billionaire (Maya and Alex)

tack."

Chapter 99

-Maya's POV-

The world erupted into a cacophony of snarls, growls, and the sickening thud of flesh on flesh. Alex's command echoed in my ears, a death knell shattering the fragile peace we'd all clung to for the past hour.

Before I could even blink, his wolves were a blur of fur and fangs, launching themselves towards the center platform where my father stood, his own wolves scrambling to meet the attack. A primal scream tore from my throat as I watched Alex himself shift. The human form I knew, the one that had haunted my dreams and stolen my heart, dissolved before my eyes. In his place stood a magnificent beast, a black wolf, its fur rippling with raw power.

A guttural roar ripped from Alex's wolf, a sound that sent shivers down my spine and echoed the primal fear rising within me. My father's pack didn't hesitate. With snarls of their own, they too shifted, a wave of brown and gray fur surging forward to meet the oncoming black

tide.

The clash was instantaneous, a whirlwind of snapping teeth and thrashing claws. The air grew thick with the stench of fur and blood, the polished floor of the hall slick with crimson. I stood rooted in place, paralyzed by the sudden, brutal violence that unfolded before me.

Then, a cold realization washed over me, sharp and undeniable. This wasn't a show of force, a fight for dominance. This was a massacre. Alex

hadn't come here to negotiate peace; he'd come here to destroy.

A frantic voice broke through the haze of terror clouding my mind. "Amaya!" I whipped my head around, searching for the source of the shout. Relief flooded me as I saw Ivan pushing his way through the throng of fighting wolves, his face etched with concern.

Instinct took over. I needed to find Natalia and Sarah, get them out of this madness. "Ivan," I shouted, my voice barely audible over the growing chaos, "Natalia and Sarah! I need to find them!"

He reached me, his grip firm as he pulled me towards a side door leading out of the hall. "We need to get you out of here first," he yelled, his voice strained. "I'll find them once I get you safe.”

Panic gnawed at me. I understood his logic, the need to get me out of harm's way. But I couldn't just abandon them. "No! I can't leave them!"

steely edge I hadn't heard before. He grabbed my arm

the exit.

eyes darted frantically around the hall, searching for any sign of Natalia or Sarah amidst the swirling mass of fur and fangs. Then, in the distance, I saw them. My father and Alex, locked in a vicious light, their wolf forms

the need to escape. All I saw was my father, the man who raised me even though he hates me, and

in a

me, I ripped my arm free from his grasp and bolted towards them. "No!" he roared after me, but I was already in the desperate need to

sense.

running,

growls intensified as I got closer, punctuated by the sickening crack of bone on bone. Each step felt like wading through

a massive brown wolf, easily twice the size of any I'd ever seen,

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Chapter 99

My heart lurched, dread

fur. Suddenly, a flash of black fur shot past me. Alex's wolf, a blur of lethal grace, tackled the brown from the side. They tumbled across the floor in a whirlwind of snarling fury, the sound of teeth snapping and claws ripping echoing through the hall,

flicker of my wolf within, urged me forward. I wouldn't stand by and watch him be ripped to shreds. With a deep breath that did little to calm the frantic pounding of my heart, I felt my wolf finally break through the cage that had bound her in my head and I did the one thing I

I shifted.

a wave of searing pain followed by a rush of power surging through my body. My vision sharpened, the world narrowing to a predator's focus. I saw the glint of the brown wolf's fangs as he lunged for Alex's throat, his eyes filled with a

With a primal roar, I slammed into him, driving him back a few steps. He whipped his head around, his yellow

as I collided with him. His momentum faltered, giving Alex's wolf a vital edge in their fight But whoever he was was a seasoned warrior, and his surprise quickly melted away, replaced by a snarl

strength. We danced around each other, a deadly ballet on the blood-soaked floor. I darted in and out, nipping at his flanks, trying to

anticipated my attacks with surprising speed, his yellow eyes gleaming with predatory intelligence. Each missed attack left me vulnerable, and the growing pain in my leg,

sluggish

the central brawl. My father's wolf, fueled by rage and desperation, had managed to get back on his feet and was now charging towards Alex. With a

sprawling