Bonds

Chapter 19

Maya’s POV-

The door creaked open under the weight of my apprehension. My father sat in his usual armchair, a snifter of brandy swirling in his hand. The fire crackled, casting long, dancing shadows on the walls, but it offered little warmth to the icy knot of fear tightening in my gut.

His gaze snapped towards me the moment I entered. The scowl etched on his face deepened, carving lines of disapproval even deeper into his weathered features.

“There you are,” he rumbled, his voice laced with a dangerous edge,. “About time. I’ve been waiting.”

“I can explain,” Irushed out, the words tumbling from my lips before he could scream at me. Giving him a chance to speak first was a losing strategy, I knew. “It happened so last, and before I knew it, the words were coming out of my mouth.”

The frown on his face deepened, a storm cloud gathering above his narrowed eyes. “What are you going on about now?”

I took a moment to stare at him. He was… calm. Completely uncharacteristically calm. If the news had reached him, he would be exploding in my face by now, Instead, he remained seated, his features locked in a mask of restrained rage which was usual for him.

I would never understand why he was always so angry.

e you talking about, Amaya?”

“What are you

“Nothing.” I recovered quickly, forcing a smile, “It was nothing. Why did you ask me to come here?”

He held my gaze, his eyes boring into mine. We both knew I was lying but instead of pushing it, as was his usual tactic, he simply said, “Do you have the documents signed already?”

The question caught me off guard. “You just gave them to me yesterday, father, I reminded him. “I had an interview today. So no.”

“Interview for what?” he asked, a flicker of curiosity momentarily replacing the storm in his eyes.

“A job,” was all I said, yet again, he didn’t push it. My mind raced, wondering what was going on. This uncharacteristic calmness, this lack of his usual interrogatory barrage- it was unnerving.

“Ivan called,” he continued, his voice flat. I froze for a split second, a flicker of panic shooting through me. “Why did he? Did something happen?” “No,” he said, seemingly dismissing the question with a wave of his hand. “He wants you to move in with him. I already sent your things to his place.”

about my life without consulting me. kept my voice calm, forcing it

all?” I asked, managing a semblance of

said, his gaze

But I

since childhood. He was my Alpha,

turned and left the room, the door swinging shut

me like a slap, a welcome change from the suffocating

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Chapter 19

Why the sudden calmness?

he pressed me about

Did he know?

at me, leaving me with a hollow feeling in the pit of my stomach. My hand instinctively reached for my phone, a familiar comfort in the unfamiliar disquiet. The screen flickered to life, revealing a list of contacts. His name was at the very top. No matter how

the number. Just as I was about to give up,

single word that hung in the air, heavy with expectation. A deep breath hitched in my throat, a cold jolt

button.

phone sank back into my hand, feeling oddly heavy. I let out a shaky breath, blinking rapidly as tears welled

had I

had made it clear that he wanted nothing to do with me so why couldn’t just let

my eyes, the night we first met replaying

to convince me with her usual Natalia rant. My gaze drifted across the room, scanning the faces lost in the pulsating energy

find a

And then…

Everything stopped.

him. Across the crowded room, time seemed to bend around us. His

wasn’t mine. My wolf, always attuned to my emotions, recognized him instantly.

us, a raw, powerful truth that left no room for doubt. But the moment was shattered before it could fully bloom. Natalia tugged me forward with a shout. “Come on, Maya!

Leaving behind a tremor that shook me to my core, a brand seared

pulsating mass of dancers. I stumbled forward, my mind reeling, my senses overwhelmed. I pushed her hand away, a desperate need for escape rising within

out, “But I need to use

the crowd, bodies brushing past me, sweat clinging to my skin. I needed space, needed to understand what the heck just happened. Reaching the bathroom, I stumbled inside, slamming the door shut behind me with a loud bang. I leaned against the cool tile wall, letting out a shaky breath. My wolf whined within me, a low, mournful sound. Mate. The

air in the bathroom shifted. A change, subtle yet undeniable. My breath caught in gay throat, my eyes darting around the small space.