Bonds
Chapter 18
Chapter 18
-Maya’s POV-
The silence after the bikers stumbled out was like a physical thing, thick and suffocating. My heart hammered, the adrenaline slowly fading away, leaving behind a cold dread. The primal satisfaction of defending the bar, fueled by my wolf, warted with a creeping foar.
“I, uh….” I stammered, my mouth suddenly dry. I took a tentative step towards Riley, then another, needing to explain, needing something. But before could get close, she recoiled, her hand shooting up to ward me ofl.
Her eyes, wide and fearful, flicked from me to the retreating figures of the bikers, then back to me. I glanced around and relief washed over me momentarily at least the others hadn’t seen my wolf lunge to the surface.
But the relief was short-lived, replaced by a sinking feeling in my gut as I met Riley’s gaze again.
“Riley, please.”Twhispered, my voice barely above a croak. “We need to talk, but not here, I promise I won’t hurt you,”
Her lips moved silently for a moment, her expression a mask of confusion and dawning horror. Then, in a voice barely audible, she rasped, “The back.”
She spun on her heel and headed towards a swinging door at the rear of the bar. I followed her quietly, the weight of her unspoken questions hanging heavy in the air.
The backroom was small dominated by a battered metal counter and stacks of empty crates. Riley moved straight for the counter, her back to me, her hands gripping the worn wood as if seeking solace in its solidity. Honestly, I couldn’t blame her.
The silence stretched again, broken only by the ragged breaths escaping my own lungs.
Then came the question, the one I’d dreaded, “What… what are you? How did you… Your eyes. What are you?”
There were a million ways I could answer. I could lie, tell her she’d imagined the whole thing, the adrenaline messing with her mind. But the thought of it left a bitter taste in my mouth. The past four years had been a living hell, broken by someone else’s actions and I wouldn’t subject anyone else to that.
I knew how this story ended. The suspicion, the doubt, the slow erosion of sanity as she tried to convince herself it wasn’t real. It would break her differently, not like I was.
Taking a deep breath, I braced myself. “I’m a werewolf,” I said, the words tumbling out in a rush.
at me, her face’a canvas of disbelief. “A werewolf? But… they don’t
disbelieving laughter that echoed strangely in the small room. A hysterical edge crept into it, and for
the back of her hand. “Where are the cameras?
voice trailed off, and she looked around the room frantically, searching for some hidden device, some sign that this was
laughter, but the terror in her eyes was worse. “Riley,” I said gently, reaching out a hand towards
away.
“You’re serious?” she whispered.
weight of her fear pressing down on
panic. “How are you…? How are werewolves real? Werewolves only exist in
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down,” I pleaded. “I won’t hurt you I promise” But the words seemed to have the
that?” she shrieked, her voice cracking with fear. “You’re a monster! A creature out
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screamed to hug her, to offer physical comfort, but!
took a shuddering breath, her eyes wide and frantic. “You… you can turn into a
“I’m Amaya. The same Amaya who you just poured a drink and listened to vent about her day. The wolf is a part of me, yes, but
clean tracks through the grime of the
voice thick with confusion.
story. And right now, I think it’s more important that you calm down. Can you take
darting nervously between me and the doorway. Finally, with a shaky hand, she wiped her tears away and took a
alright. And I’m alright. We can talk
shaky breath escaped her lips, followed by a long, shuddering sigh. The raw fear in her eyes
audible. “But where do
fragile calm that had begun to settle. I pulled it out, my heart sinking as I saw the message. It wasn’t a call, but a single, curt text from my father:
how I’d planned this conversation. This wasn’t the time,
but I have to go. Something just came up, something I can’t
furrowed, “Is
unpack, about me, about what just happened. But right now, I have to
About Bonds - Chapter 18
Bonds is the best current series of the author Alex Thorne and Amaya Stone. With the below Chapter 18 content will make us lost in the world of love and hatred interchangeably, despite all the tricks to achieve the goal without any concern for the other half, and then regret. late. Please read chapter Chapter 18 and update the next chapters of this series at booktrk.com