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."

then, a shadow of worry crossing her features. The light in her eyes seemed to dim slightly. "Alex, I already said

flared in my gut at the mention of his name, but I forced it down. She continued, her voice filled with concern, "Then there's the whole thing with your wolf, we don't even know what happened to him. And the war is still going on, and Ivan is still out there. There are just so many things, Alex, that make

"And I will spend the rest of my life making it up to you. You wouldn't 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.

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.

my pocket. I watched, my heart overflowing with a mix of hope and nervousness, as a tear slid

the sentence. In a flash of movement, she was on me, tackling me to the ground with a joyful laugh. She

washed over me. I laughed, the sound echoing through the clearing. Everything in my life suddenly felt right, like all the pieces had finally fallen into place.

whispered, a contented sigh escaping

cocoon of happiness woven from laughter, tears, and unspoken promises. She finally lifted her head, her glistening with

eyes

any lingering doubts. My hands instinctively wrapped around her waist, pulling her impossibly

My phone, which I had purposely silenced for this evening, chose that exact moment to erupt with its insistent ringtone. A groan escaped my lips. With everything happening, with the war and the

picked up the call, seeing Christian's name flash on the screen. "We have a problem," his voice cut straight to the point. Another groan

is it now?" I asked, already feeling the weight of responsibility settle back

mostly taken a physical hit," Christian explained quickly. "But I just got a call. The situation just got a whole lot more

I interrupted, my voice hardening.

Chapter 144

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

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 hide her in this perfect little

she didn't argue. Following me out of the clearing, the fairy lights cast long shadows as we walked back towards my car.

help but steal glances 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

mess.

began, hating the seriousness that