Bonds

Chapter 44

-Alex’s POV-

I slumped back in my chair, the weight of the morning’s news settling heavily on my shoulders. Miranda, with her usual brand of twisted amusement, had informed me of the merger between Amaya’s and Ivan’s packs. Individually, each pack hold considerable power, but combined, they were a force to be reckoned with. A grudging part of me acknowledged the strategic brilliance of the move, but the thought of their combined strength sent a jolt of irritation through me.

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What bothered me most was how smoothly things seemed to be progressing between them. My wolf growled in frustration, a primal echo of the anger simmering beneath the surface.

‘She doesn’t matter anymore, I repeated to myself, a mantra I’d been chanting for weeks now. Amaya had hurt me, betrayed me, and I wouldn’t allow myself to be consumed by these lingering feelings.

Just then, the soft tap–tap–tap of heels on the hardwood floor broke through my reverie. “Sir?” My head snapped up to meet the concerned gaze of Ruth, my ever–patient personal assistant.

“What?” I barked, the harshness of my tone surprising even me. Truth be told, I’d been on edge all morning, and Amaya’s name hanging in the air hadn’t helped matters.

Why did she have to come back and disrupt everything?

Ruth flinched slightly. She was a master at navigating my moods, but even her calm demeanor seemed to falter under my glare. “I was just reminding you about your appointment at two o’clock, sir,” she said softly.

Appointment? My brow furrowed in irritation. What appointment could possibly be important enough to tear me away turmoil brewing within me?

“Appointment with who?” I asked, forcing myself to sound somewhat professional.

“The interior designer, sir,” She replied.

from the

The reminder sent another wave of annoyance crashing through me. The whole redesign project felt trivial compared to the sanity struggle brewing in my head.

Couldn’t it wait?

words tumbling out before I could stop

said carefully. “But the interior designer said she wouldn’t be

she was, had the audacity to dictate my

I muttered, the anger still clinging to my voice.

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a small victory in the face of my obvious frustration. “Of course, sir,” she said, her voice regaining its usual calm efficiency. “Is there anything else I can get for you before your

my head, unable to muster the energy for any further conversation. The weight of the day, the simmering anger, and the unwelcome resurgence of Amaya in my life, all pressed down on

mumbled, dismissing her with a wave of my hand. “Just let me know when

my eyes, the silence amplifying the storm raging within me. Dealing with the interior designer could wait. Right now,

of the morning crawled by in a blur of paperwork and forced cheer. Just as I was about to call it a day and drown my frustrations in a stiff drink, my phone buzzed on the

irritation shot through me. Today of all days, I was not in the mood for him. With a deep breath, I answered the call. “Christian,” I growled, the remnants of

replied, his tone cool and detached. “Just giving

gut clenched, a premonition of bad news sending a

amusement creeping

a physical blow. I shot up from my chair, knocking it over in the process. “What? How is he getting out?” My voice rose an octave, laced with disbelief and a

out of jail, Alex. Seems his lawyers managed to find

ear. “This can’t be happening,” I snarled. “I thought… I thought we had him locked up

wanted to let you know. Not exactly breaking news, but

frustration

unspoken tension. Finally, Christian spoke, his voice laced with a dangerous edge. “Neither am

clear,” I spat back, my

He damn near destroyed everything I built!” I bellowed, every word laced, “I pay you good money

did what you asked me to. Daniel Stone was a thorn at your side. I had him removed for you. He was investigated, his company fell and he went to jail. All of that, I did,” He ground out, “The courts

I shot back, fueled by a potent amount of anger, “That’s why you

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