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.

of a recent event. The insistent drumming of the professor's

the storm of emotions brewing within me. "We'll figure things

I could stop them. "We are not going anywhere

he found

last time," she hissed, "screw Daniel Stone. He's nothing but a big bully.

of the name pressing

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

was the jolt of electricity that coursed through me the moment Alex touched me in the bathroom stall. My

to be fated to the billionaire alpha who was my father's biggest enemy. It was a story

finally pierced the fog in my head, its shrill ring snapping me back to reality. Class was over. Natalia nudged me, her expression a

coming?" she

catching in my throat. "I need

the classroom. The hollow echo of

at my eyes. Was I really going to let fear dictate my life! Was I going to let this fated bond turn into a burden? The struggle raged

to him, was a co. my father's fury, the potential for

be a way for us to be with him, even if it

me again, a mischievous grin plastered on her face. Her phone was pointed directly at me. "What was that for?" I yelled, a mixture of

tear tracks staining my cheeks. Next to it, on the other half of the split- screen photo, was Natalia - her face plastered with a goofy, mischievous

declared, her voice 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

to something, was an unstoppable force. With a sigh, I pushed

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