Bonds of the Alpha Billionaire (Maya and Alex)

Chapter 118

-Maya's POV-

The slam of the front door echoed through the empty house, a punctuation mark to the whirlwind of emotions I was feeling. The nerve of them

both

gut.

Alex waltzing in like he owned the place, and Ivan letting him. I fumed all the way down the sidewalk, my anger a hot coal burning in my

Reaching the house, I practically threw myself through the doorway, collapsing onto the couch with a sigh that could have rivaled a hurricane. My phone, nestled on the coffee table, buzzed once, the tiny notification light blinking accusingly. Figures. Just what I needed - Ivan checking in to see if I was okay. Another sigh escaped my lips, this one tinged with irritation.

They could all go to hell. This was going to be a me-day. A day of escape. Ivy and Nate were safely with Ms. Rodriguez's for the afternoon at the park, leaving me with a glorious expanse of empty time. No work, no mind-numbing worry about the vanished mark, and definitely no Alex to disrupt my carefully constructed peace.

Today, I was taking back control. Today, I was going to be a woman with needs and desires that extended far beyond the tangled mess that was my relationship with werewolves and supernatural drama. It was a day for self-care, a day to recharge the emotional batteries that had been steadily draining ever since this whole madness started.

With a renewed sense of purpose, I pushed myself off the couch and padded towards the kitchen. Wine. That was what I needed. A nice, deep glass of something red and robust, something that would help me unwind and forget the world outside these walls for a while.

I rummaged through the cabinets, finally pulling out a bottle that looked promising. After a brief struggle with the stubborn cork, I poured myself a generous glass, the deep crimson liquid swirling in the light. Sinking back onto the couch, I curled up with the wine and a photo album tucked away on the coffee table.

Flipping through the worn pages, a smile tugged at the corners of my lips. I kept flipping through the worn pages, a bittersweet smile playing on my lips as then as my fingers grazed a particular picture from my college days, a wave of emotions washed over me, strong enough to halt my nostalgic journey. It was a photo of Natalia and me, but it wasn't the image itself that stopped me. It was the rush of memories it triggered. Memories I couldn't escape, no matter how hard I tried.

flooded back with the vividness of a recent event. The insistent drumming of the professor's voice faded into the background, replaced

soothing balm against the storm of emotions brewing within me. "We'll figure things out after class. Maybe we

tumbling out before I could stop them. "We are not going anywhere near him.

if he found

protectiveness. "For the last time," she hissed, "screw Daniel Stone. He's nothing but a big bully. You found

weight of the name pressing down on me. "My family's pack's biggest rival. We

obstacles, but it will work out in the end. It will only work out, though, if you put in some effort to fight for

was the jolt of electricity that coursed through me the moment Alex touched me in the bathroom stall. My wolf had been a whirlwind of emotions, a primal urge pushing me towards him. But even then, a part of

It was a story written for tragedy,

shrill ring snapping me back to reality. Class was over. Natalia nudged me, her expression a mix

you coming?" she asked

head, the words catching in my throat.

with a silent nod, she gathered her things and left the classroom. The hollow echo of the closing door was the final punctuation mark on the scene, leaving me alone with

my life! Was I going to let this

of Alex's touch, the way my wolf responded to him, was a co.

had to be a way for us to be with him, even if it meant defying everything I thought I knew. But how? In the deafening silence of the classroom, the answer

see Natalia standing next to me again, a mischievous grin plastered on her face. Her phone was pointed directly

There, frozen in time, was my face a picture of misery with tear tracks staining

laced with playful amusement. "When you should be out there trying to fight to put your father in his place, right after you tell him that you are mating with Alex! Now, get your

I pushed myself up from the chair, the familiar ache in my back a dull reminder of how long

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