Bonds

Chapter 37

Chapter 37

~Alex’s POV-

-Seven Years Ago-

The amber liquid swirled in my glass, catching the dim bar light. Adrian, sprawled across the booth from me, mirrored my action, his own drink disappearing with a satisfied grunt.

“So, let me get this straight,” he drawled, his voice thick with amusement. “Intense, undeniable connection? You felt all that so that meant you finally found the person you were predestined to be with for the rest of your life? Your mate.”

I grunted in reply, the news still settling in my gut like a boulder. A mate. The word itself felt old fashioned, a relic from a bygone era. Yet, here I was, a modern man facing a truth as primal as instinct.

“And she’s a college freshman? Not just that, she is a Stone.” Adrian pressed, a sardonic grin twisting his lips.

“Junior,” I corrected, forcing down another gulp of whiskey. The burn did little to soothe the disquiet churning inside me. I knew what he was getting at. I was a thirty year old man. Nine years wasn’t so much but trust Adrian to point that out.

He threw his head back and roared with laughter, the sound harsh and grating in the smoky bar. “Brilliant! Just brilliant! Your Moon Goddess really has a twisted sense of humor, doesn’t she?”

My jaw clenched, a low growl rumbling in my chest. Adrian, with his infuriating brand of gallows humor, was the only person! could have confided in. But even his amusement felt like sandpaper on a raw wound.

“What’s so funny?” I snapped, my voice laced with a dangerous edge.

He sobered up instantly, raising his hands in mock surrender. “Whoa there, big guy. No need to get your fur in a twist. It’s just… the irony, you know? Amaya Stone, daughter of that self-righteous p r i c k Daniel Stone. Of all the people that could have fathered her, it just had to be him.”

pack, had been a thorn in my side for as long as I could remember. The animosity between our packs ran deep, a

give a damn about Daniel Stone,” I growled, the words a low rumble in my chest.

all possessive on me. This isn’t some fairy tale. She’s not a damsel in distress waiting to be swept off her feet by the

was anything but ordinary. I couldn’t stop myself. I was drawn to her and there waas nothing I could do stop it no matter how hard I tried nor

then, Casanova?” he continued, his voice laced with a challenge. “Shower her with expensive gifts? Serenade her under her window? Stalk her? Kidnap her? Force her to be with you? Because I don’t think she would go against her father, her

be easy. Claiming a mate from a rival pack was a delicate

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But the primal urge that pulsed

gnawing at me. “But one thing’s for sure.

amusement. “Just be

my own unwavering. “I know the risks,” I said. “But this… this is different. This is

hung heavy in the air as we finished our drinks, a silent understanding settling between us. The

mischievous grin spreading across his face. “Alright, enough brooding,” he declared, clapping me

my lips. “We’re not going anywhere near her, Adrian, When I see her again, I want her to be mine,” I finished, the possessiveness

little harmless curiosity wouldn’t hurt, would it? Besides, I wouldn’t mind seeing the woman

countered, my voice firm but laced with a hint of amusement at his usual daredevil tendencies. “This is serious. We don’t want to s

raising his hands in mock surrender. “But stalking from a distance is practically a national pastime for werewolves, right? We can just observe from afar, gather some intel.

out of the booth. “Stalking is a

“Don’t be such a stick in the mud. Besides, you know you’re curious too. What is she like? Maybe she’ll be out practicing her wolf form under the

small spark of curiosity flickered within me. The truth was, I hadn’t seen her since I left my mark on her in the bar bathroom after the initial shock of discovering our mate bond. The weight of the situation, the potential for conflict between our packs,

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