Bonds of the Alpha Billionaire (Maya and Alex)

Chapter 144

-Alex's POV-

It had only taken meeting them, Ivy and Nate, to know that truly I had made the biggest mistake of my life when I kicked Amaya out. The guilt gnawed at me constantly, and I knew I would spend the rest of my life apologizing for it and there was still Ivan out there, a constant threat. It had taken that kiss, that spark of reconnection with Maya, to jolt me into action. And people were already on it, moving fast. It sure had its advantages being a billionaire alpha sometimes.

What confused me though, was why Ivan hadn't gone after my father. Damon Thorne was clearly the start of his madness, the reason for the whole war. But just in case, I still had men positioned around the facility, keeping a watchful eye in case Ivan decided to finally stop playing his twisted games. Right now, though, I had something more important to do.

I stepped out from the shadows, the fairy lights casting a warm glow on the clearing. Amaya's green eyes, sparkling with surprise, flew "Alex, what is all this?" she asked, her voice laced with bewilderment.

to mine.

I closed the distance between us, my heart pounding in my chest. "Amaya," I began, my voice thick with emotion, "I

Her gaze flickered to the sign, then back to me. "There's no question mark," she pointed out, a hint of amusement dancing in her

"Exactly," I replied, a grin spreading across my face. "So you don't have the option to say

want you to marry me."

eyes.

no."

She playfully rolled her eyes. "There's no option to say no because there's no question asked, Alex."

and frustration. She stepped back from me then, a shadow of worry crossing her features. The light in her eyes seemed to dim slightly. "Alex, I already said yes," she reminded me gently. "It didn't end well the first time, and technically, by all laws, even though I'm

your wolf, we don't even know what happened to him. And the war is still going on, and Ivan

be dealing with getting out of a marriage if I hadn't been such a coward. I am so sorry, Amaya, but I want to make things right because I love you. I didn't know I could ever know what it felt like but you changed that so please

Her eyes darted around the clearing, taking in every detail. It had taken me all day to pull this together, to make it perfect. I didn't want anyone's help, I wanted it to be just us, a private moment between Amaya and me. Finally, her eyes landed on the sign again,

and nervousness, as a

with a joyful laugh. She buried her head in my chest, her body trembling slightly. "Yes!" she

Everything in my life suddenly felt right, like all the pieces had

know," she whispered, a

tears, and unspoken promises. She finally lifted her head, her glistening with a mixture of joy

eyes

of emotions that chased away any lingering doubts. My hands instinctively wrapped around her waist, pulling her impossibly closer. I deepened

insistent ringtone. A groan escaped my lips. With everything happening, with the war and the

up the call, seeing Christian's name flash on the screen. "We have a problem," his voice cut

feeling the weight of responsibility settle back on

happened, your companies have mostly taken a physical hit," Christian explained quickly. "But I just got a call. The situation just got a whole lot more complicated, more indepth

I interrupted, my voice hardening. "I'll

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offering Amaya my hand. She took it immediately, her brow furrowed with concern.

small smile onto my face. "Nothing I can't handle," I reassured her, even though a part of me wished I could just whisk her away from all the chaos and

flicker of doubt dancing in her eyes. It was clear she wasn't entirely convinced, but she didn't argue. Following me out of the clearing, the fairy lights cast long shadows as we walked back towards my car. The romantic interlude felt like a distant memory now, replaced by the harsh reality

at her. Her face was a mask of worry, and a pang of guilt stabbed at my heart. I had just proposed, declared my love and desire to spend the rest of my life with her, and now I

mess.

seriousness that crept into my voice.