Bonds of the Alpha Billionaire (Maya and Alex)

Chapter 127

-Maya's POV-

It all happened in a dizzying blur. The legalities were settled with surprising speed. Ivan had a notary practically appear out of thin air, papers rustling, pens scratching. Signatures exchanged, and just like that, everything was set in motion. We were packing before I could even process it all.

The thought of a fresh start, a clean slate, as a family - me, the twins, and Ivan as their official father - it filled me with a nervous excitement. No more looming threat of Alex, no more walking on eggshells. And most importantly, I desperately hoped the blackmailer would stay far away, just like whoever it was had vanished for the past week.

Thanks to a reluctant Sarah, I'd finally managed to get confirmation that Nate was safe and sound. Relief washed over me in waves, momentarily erasing the knot of worry that had taken root in my stomach. I'd only told my mother about our plans, allowing her a bittersweet goodbye with the twins. Now, the day of departure had finally arrived.

Ivan had left earlier to prepare the private jet, leaving me with the daunting task of wrangling the twins. Ivy was the picture of defiance, throwing a full-blown tantrum over something I couldn't quite understand. Her little voice, a high-pitched whine, filled the air with a string of nonsensical words.

"No go now!" she wailed, burying her face in my stomach.

"Oh, come on," I muttered under my breath, feeling a surge of exasperation.

Taking a deep breath, I scooped Ivy into my arms, her tiny body wriggling against mine. "Hey," I said softly, rocking her gently. "How about we make a deal? We'll go to the airport, get on the airplane, and then when we land, we can go get ice cream. Your favorite kind, with sprinkles!"

The mention of ice cream seemed to do the trick. Ivy peeked up at me, her tear-streaked face etched with a cautious hope. "Ice cream?"

"The biggest, most delicious ice cream cone you've ever seen," I promised, a mischievous glint in my eye.

A smile, tentative at first, blossomed on her face. "Chocolate? And Nate Vanilla?"

I smiled at Nate who was staring quietly, "Chocolate and Vanilla with sprinkles, rainbow sprinkles all over," I confirmed, exaggerating my enthusiasm. The prospect of ice cream seemed to have completely erased the memory of her earlier

anxieties.

The driver remained patiently by the door, a reassuring smile etched on his face. "Whenever you're all set, ma'am," he said softly.

nodded, offering a weak smile in return. "There's just one quick place I need

curt nod of understanding. Relief washed over me momentarily, replaced by a fresh wave of nervous anticipation as I pulled out my phone, searching for the room

scene. The growing interbred war had taken its toll, and the hallways were overflowing with the wounded. Nurses rushed past, their faces etched with a mixture of urgency and exhaustion. Taking a

given me, I navigated the maze of corridors, my heart pounding a frantic rhythm against my ribs. Finally, I found the room a stark white space filled with the sterile scent of

for the sight that awaited

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Chapter 127

of any visible injuries. Natalia sat

entered the room, the

"Natalia?"

frozen, refusing to meet my gaze. "What

came to see Nate," I replied, my voice barely audible. Then, after a moment's hesitation,

she remained silent, her body language a wall between us. Taking a deep breath, I ventured

ashes in my mouth. "Ivan, he's adopted the twins officially, and well, we're all going away. He says it will be safer with everything that's happening." Herback tensed even further, a silent storm brewing beneath the surface. After a long, tense silence, she spoke. Her voice was devoid

"Good for you."

of tears welled up in my eyes. I stood there, paralyzed by the awkward silence that engulfed us. The weight of unspoken

voice, thick with emotion, cracked as I spoke. "I'm so sorry, Natalia. I am so, so sorry for everything. Tell Nate I'm sorry for everything, and that I love you both, so

facade. Feeling a breakdown rising to the surface, I fought back tears of frustration. Turning away, I

"Goodbye, Amaya."

any sign of emotion, but it remained unreadable. With a final, lingering look, I turned and left

of the loss I was about to endure. Natalia, my best friend, the one person who truly understood me, was gone. It was the most painful thing I'd ever experienced,

The twins, oblivious to the storm raging within me, were still happily occupied with the toys

voice broke the oppressive silence. "Are you all set, ma'am?" he asked

a smile onto my face. "Yes, we're ready," I

the hospital, I stole a glance at the rearview mirror, catching a glimpse of the building shrinking into the distance. A part of me longed to turn back,