Bonds of the Alpha Billionaire (Maya and Alex)

Chapter 156

-Ivan's POV-

There were many sides to a story, and I was sure by now I'd been painted as the villain. But in my defense, well I really didn't care to make a plea or defend myself, I had my life, my childhood ripped away from me, and every single person by extension would suffer and feel the pain I felt. Along the line, I'd admit I might have gone a little out of line. Using Amaya like that was a cruel thing to do, but I would've felt guilty if I had a single ounce of care left in me.

I could've been a normal child, had a normal life, but that had been ripped away from me. They called me a monster, but I was the monster Damon Thorne created, and once I was done with them, they'd all rue the day they chose to exist. A satisfactory smile curved my lips as I took a drink from my glass. Just as the door opened, and the only person who mattered to me stepped inside.

Miranda leveled me with a glare, "What could you possibly be smiling about? You should have killed Damon. We will finally have our revenge, and

we can all move on."

"Move on?" My eyebrow rose. "Move on while they all walk free? You're failing to see the bigger picture here, sister."

"And what is the bigger picture here, brother, because you didn't have to spend that much time with Amaya, and even though you deny it, I see it. It upsets you that she chose him over and over again, and from the start, she never wanted you, and then we had the children, but you are keen on playing this twisted game, and I'm tired of it," she snapped, and my eyes instantly flashed with black. She took a step back, swallowing, "I'm sorry. I didn't mean to use that tone."

I took in a deep breath. I had so much darkness, so much hate in me that even I found it hard to control, and Miranda had been on the receiving end of it once, and as much as I tried to control it around her, sometimes she pissed me the hell off. I stood to my feet, taking the glass with me, "Need I remind you of how many times you have failed me? First, I asked you to keep Alex in check, you failed to do that, forcing me to cower before him, ridiculing myself when I went to ask him to help my company."

She looked away, "I'm sorry. I didn't..."

"I'm still speaking," I said, and her mouth instantly clamped shut. "Then I told you to kill Amaya, and last time I checked she is walking and breathing. Then I gave you a task to kill Alex, and make sure he actually dies, and is he dead?"

She looked at her fingers, "No."

"So," I took a step towards her, and she backed away even more, "don't stand here and question me, and don't get on my nerves. Understood?"

She nodded, her lips quivering. "I'm sorry."

I finished my drink, the ice clinking against the glass. I placed the glass on the table with a decisive thud. "I will tell you one last time. Amaya was nothing but a pawn, your jealousy for her is clouding your thoughts. Stop irritating me with it."

A tear slid down her cheeks at that, and with a sigh, I pushed the anger down. I really hated seeing her cry, and I knew in all the years I had become a master at doing it to her so I softened my tone, "Hey, look at me."

She raised her head, and more tears slid down. I wiped them again, "I didn't mean to snap at you. You know how much I hate being questioned. Come here."

With that, I wrapped my hands around her, and she buried her face in my chest while I stroked her back, "Go and rest your head, and we will talk when you wake up, okay?"

She nodded into my chest before pulling away. Without looking at me, she turned on her heels and walked out the door, no doubt to go and cry. I let out a sigh. I really did care for my sister, but I was just so messed up that I lost control sometimes, and she was the only person in the world that I wished my twisted brain didn't affect.

"Well, aren't you winning the brother of the year award," A voice spoke behind me, and I instantly ground my teeth before turning back to face Adrian.

"Do not get on my nerves. I keep you around because you are of use to me. I can make you lose your use and your life in seconds," I growled.

His eyes flashed with fear, but he quickly masked it, clearing his throat. I poured myself another drink, "Is it all set up?"

He nodded, then stood a moment longer and I raised my eyes to meet him, "Did you want something else?"

"Just one question, Ivan. When this is all over. When they are all dead and you have your revenge, what next?"

A smile finally curved my lips, "Why don't you focus on what you get at the end of it and let me focus on the aftermath. Now, if that's all, I need to think."

He started a moment longer before turning away and slamming the door behind him.

I finished my drink, the cold liquid doing little to quench the fire burning inside me. I walked over to the window and looked out at the city. The

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lights twinkled like distant stars, but they held no allure for me. I was a predator stalking his prey, and the city was my hunting ground.

Amaya's smile flashed in my head, and I quickly brushed it off. I meant what I said. She had been nothing but a pawn, and it was good she was a good enough intimate partner. That was all. Spending all that time, pretending to like her and those bratty, annoying children took moments from my life I would never get back, but the fact remained that Miranda was wrong.

meant nothing

because I wanted all three generations present, and then they would know what I felt after I

eyes. It was a cruel game I was playing, but necessary. She was a

a cold,

if I didn't get a response, they would all regret it.

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Chapter 157

-Maya's POV-

decision was made. Nate was no way in hell getting involved. Alex was going, his resolve as solid as steel. It was a bitter pill to swallow, but it was the safest option. A strange sense of determination had settled over him,

was almost like he'd transformed into a different person, a warrior ready for battle. A part

my room, I found solace by the window, my gaze lost in the endless expanse of the sky. A silent prayer to the Moon Goddess filled my thoughts, a desperate plea for guidance and

leaned back into his warmth. "It's almost

my voice barely a

holding mine. "I wish it didn't have to come to this," he sighed, his voice filled

to end his reign over our lives. But for now, I still have a little time before I have to leave, and I want to spend every

at the corners of my lips as he led me to the bed. There were so many unanswered questions burning in my mind, but for now, I wanted to

a stray strand of hair behind my ear, a simple gesture that held a world of tenderness. It was a familiar touch, a comforting ritual from a time when things were

"How is a witch your aunt, and how did you manage to get your wolf back?" The question had been burning

that was both amused and bittersweet. "Well, that wasn't what I expected you to ask," he said, his eyes twinkling. Then

a werewolf. You never told me about her. You never talked about any of them," I

I will tell you all about her. She has a story worth telling, and I was just so scared that I pushed the thought of her away for

courage to confront one's past, especially when it

my mother's sister," he continued, "she sent me into my subconscious where I had to find my wolf again and

different, calmer, more centered. He had faced his fears and emerged stronger. I was truly happy for him.

might be like her? Delores?" I asked, my

lips. "If she is, then we

might not even be

and I pushed myself towards him, my hands going

this time it was more like a groan. I knew this wasn't the time but the entire world

him

I whispered as I slid

I pulled him free from his pants, He looked down at me, his eyes

hands slide inside my

my skin, making their way slowly towards my breast. A soft moan escaped my lips as his fingertips grazed my nipple. I arched my

bent forward and trailed his lips down my neck, lingering for a second on my collarbone. His teeth scraped gently on

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shivers

gaze searching mine. "Are you sure?" he

sliding them off, then took off my shirt, unfastening my bra. As I ran my hands down my torso, his eyes

my breasts in my hands, letting my thumbs caress my nipples. I closed my eyes and leaned my head back, the feeling too intense

as he began to knead them gently.

he lowered his head to my left nipple, taking it into his mouth. He flicked his tongue across it, drawing out another moan. "And I can't get enough of you."

left a trail on my stomach,

my legs. He bit his lip as I kicked them

desire, his cock thick and hard. I bit my lower lip as he stepped closer to me, his

how much

squeezed gently. He groaned and I could tell he was fighting

fixed on his shaft. His breath caught as I stroked his length. I took my time, moving up and down, enjoying the sight

breath as I lowered my head and took him into my mouth. I could tell he was fighting the urge to thrust but he held himself back,

me up and placed me on the bed, then climbed onto the mattress, settling between my thighs. I kissed him hungrily as his hands roamed

body.