Bonds

Chapter Five

~Maya’s POV~

The voices floated all around me as I stirred back into consciousness. Every bone in my body hurt and I sensed my wolf stirring within, an instinctive response to the chaos around, ready to defend. Swiftly, I pushed her back knowing I needed my human side taking charge in this moment of disarray.

Gentle hands reached out, pulling me from the cloud of confusion. Struggling to stand, I grappled with pain coursing through every bone. Through the fog in my mind, I met Ivan’s concerned gaze.

“Are you okay?” His voice echoed through the haze.

Battling dizziness, I nodded, allowing him to guide me to a nearby chair. “What happened?” I managed to utter.

“An explosion,” Ivan explained, “Someone planted a bomb to stop the wedding.”

“Who would want to stop the wedding?”

My wolf stirred, giving a possible answer to the question but I refused to believe that Alex had anything to do with it.

I had seen it— the look on his face. There was nothing but hate. Alex wouldn’t be interested in stopping me from getting married unless it wasn’t to stop the wedding and this was him showing that he meant the statement against my father,

“Maya, did you just hear me?”

“I’m sorry.. I was just.. Why would someone plant a bomb?”

“That’s not important right now. I think we need to get you to a hospital.”

“No. I’m fine,” Realization dawned on me, glancing around, “My father, my parents, where are they?”

“I saw Daniel and your mother after the explosion,” Ivan reassured me, “He was trying to get her away from harm’s way. They are okay.”

A bitter taste lingered in the air, the realization hitting me hard.

Of course, he didn’t come looking for me.

“I didn’t finish saying my vows. We aren’t married yet,” I uttered, still trying to process everything happening.

If I had known it would take an explosion to get you

a laugh bubbled up from somewhere deep within

should probably go find my parents,” I murmured, acknowledging the unspoken responsibility even though they hadn’t come looking for me. “I guess I

will talk about

could take another step, he pulled me back, a sudden and unexpected force. Without giving me a chance to prepare,

gasp escaped my lips giving him the opportunity to deepen the kiss. His hands wrapped around my waist, pulling me closer and my

my hair to the

doesn’t kiss like Alex, a small voice whispered, snapping me

taste like.” A blush rose to my cheeks as he bent down, his lips brushing against my ear, “You taste even better than I

that I knew without a doubt dropped panties everywhere he went, he turned around, leaving

are you standing there like you have nothing better to do with your legs?” my father’s voice cut through the post-explosion

was met with his unmistakable death glare. “I was just about to come

like you were standing there, staring into space like an idiot,” he remarked,

there was an explosion. Am I not allowed to take a

even more, a silent warning. “Are you talking back to

wasn’t… I

do not have time to waste, child. Where is

control after he came to find me when the bomb went off.” I emphasized

mother and I want to leave, and if you choose to stop standing around like an idiot, I would like to get moving,” he

hurriedly nodded, not daring to provoke

of the once festive venue, my mind buzzed with a mixture of emotions and questions. The shock of the

looked frazzled but unharmed. Relief somewhat washed over me.

I replied, “What happened? Why

and I had always had an awkward relationship. She was just a trophy wife that

her eyes, there was only loss and emptiness. Never a look that depicted

like my father, I

can discuss that later. Right now, we need to leave. The situation is

us outside, away from the chaos, where emergency personnel

father directed us towards the car. “Amaya, we’ll need to

What had

my jaw, bracing myself for what I knew

uncomfortably silent. My mind raced with thoughts of the interrupted wedding, the mysterious explosion, and Ivan’s seemingly calculated

father ushered us into the living room. “Sit down.

mother. The air in the room was thick

do,

through his graying hair. “Firstly, are you hurt? Did Ivan ensure your safety or did he run like a coward? I need to know the type

Stone was only thinking about himself yet