Bonds
Chapter 6
Chapter Six
~Maya’s POV~
Natalia’s voice, muffled through the phone, jolted me out of a daze. “You really think he did it?” Her words felt like sandpaper against my raw nerves.
I let out a sigh, “I don’t know,” the confession scraping my throat, “But think of it, Natalia. If I were to bomb a place, why would I leave evidence that it was me on the bomb?”
“Exactly!” Natalia’s sharp tone crackled through the receiver. “My thoughts exactly. But still, he’s the only one with a motive to stop the wedding. Maybe he realized what he lost.”
I shook my head, the gesture echoing the hollowness inside me, “I looked into his eyes. The Alex that loved me… I didn’t see that man anymore. There was anger, yes, but also a stranger, someone consumed by something I couldn’t understand.”
A beat of silence hung between us, thick with unspoken doubts. “So maybe it was his way of making good on that threat. Maybe this was his way of showing Everton that he means to really go to war with your father.”
“And my father, of course, couldn’t help but blame me,” I muttered, bitterness lacing my voice.
“When are you going to stand up—?” Shebegan, her question hanging in the air.
“No, Natalia, please don’t,” I interrupted, my voice laced with a plea. “I did that once, and it ended with my heart in pieces. That fire…” I choked back a sob, the memory a barbed wire twisting in my gut. “It’s gone.”
“Amaya…” Her voice was laced with concern, reaching across the miles to wrap around me in a virtual hug.
I clutched the phone tighter, “It’s gone,” I repeated.
Silence followed as I stared at myself in the mirror. A stranger stared back, her eyes dull with pain, her lips drawn in a tight line of resignation.
filled with understanding. “It’s not about the fire, darling. It’s about the embers. They’re
between us. Natalia, bless her bluntness, knew me too well to let it linger. Instead, she sidestepped, her
control after the explosion. Daniel, of course, is already planning a redo of the wedding since I, apparently, need to
crackling with disapproval.
ditch the dust and debris of today and paint the town red? Forget Daniel’s mini-wedding plans, forget dinner with the pack higher-ups. Tonight, we’re breaking
forming on my lips. “It’s past
playful glint in her eyes I knew would be dancing in her eyes, “You are a grown woman, not a porcelain doll to be shelved at his will. I know it’s easier to just comply, to shrink into the shadow he casts, but damn it, Maya, that’s not you. I miss the girl who could stare down a rogue wolf and laugh in his face. I miss the firebrand who started a rebellion in college because a professor misquoted Nietzsche. I miss the you that wouldn’t back down from anything, the you that punched Nathan in the nose and demanded he told me
words were a punch to the gut, jolting me out
I whispered, wiping the
called, and rumor has it they have a dance floor that hypnotizes and cocktails that sing opera. I’ve been dying to check it out, and tonight, my friend, tonight is the
Nathan
up till tomorrow,”She replied, “I’ve been itching for some girl time anyway, and you need a night to forget the bomb, the broken vows, the
she was already planning the escape. “Don’t worry about details, I’ll handle everything. I’ll text you the address, you wear something that sets your inner warrior goddess on fire, and meet me by the back gate in ten minutes. We’re painting the town ruby red, Maya Stone, and for once, the only fireworks
Rant, as she affectionately
on a breath of newfound defiance. “Just one favor,
her voice already halfway
dancing. Lots and
it done,” she declared, her mischievous laughter echoing down the hallway. “Tonight, my friend, we dance like
fear and resignation. The girl who punched Nathan in the face and defied
my chest, a wild hummingbird trapped in a cage of nerves and excitement. There she
long enough, Rapunzel,” she teased, her voice a familiar melody
breathed, pulling the collar of my leather jacket tighter
seemed to pierce through my flimsy excuse. “The alpha throwing another
denied, though the lie tasted bitter on
and understanding. “I get it,” she said, “It’s been a hell of a day. But
out a shaky laugh, feeling the tension seep out of my
glint in her
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