Bonds

Chapter 56

-Alex’s POV-

My paws pounded against the damp earth, the familiar sensation grounding me. It was one of the reasons I loved letting my wolf out-the exhilarating release of pent-up energy. This morning, especially, I had woken with a restlessness that wouldn’t be ignored So, the moment! crawled out of bed, I found myself outside, in the landscaped expanse behind the mansion, shifting

With the wind whipping through my fur and the scent of damp grass filling my nostrils, I was free. No walls could confine me, no thoughts could intrude on the raw, instinctive joy of running. Not her, not Adrian, and definitely not the conversation I’d had with my father. I pushed myself harder, letting every frustration and worry dissipate with each powerful stride.

Finally, after what felt like an eternity, the need to return to human form asserted itself With a loud whoosh, I shifted back, the world solidifying around me, Grabbing a set of clothes I kept at a discreet location specifically for these occasions, I pulled them on and began the walk back towards the house.

The hush of the early morning was broken only by the crunch of gravel beneath my feet. As I entered the house, the maids bowed their heads respectfully as they always did. I gave a curt nod in acknowledgement, my mind still preoccupied with the events of the past few days. My steps carried me towards my room, a haven I desperately needed.

The moment I pushed open the door, however, my haven shattered. My wolf let out a low growl, the air thick with an unwelcome presence. Even before I saw her, I recognized the cloying scent of Miranda clinging to the air like an irritating perfume. Perched precariously on the edge of my bed, eyes glued to her phone, she looked up the moment she sensed me. A smile plastered itself on her face – a smile I knew held no warmth or sincerity.

Ignoring her completely, I strode towards the closet, intent on getting ready for the day. The smile faltered, replaced by a narrowed gaze that was far more representative of the woman she truly was.

“Aren’t you even going to acknowledge me?” she purred, her voice dripping with feigned sweetness.

I gave her a withering look, barely a flicker of my annoyance escaping. “You can ignore me all you want,” she continued, her voice gaining a hint of defiance, “but the truth is, you’re stuck with me.” She tossed her hair dramatically, a move I was sure she’d practiced in front of a mirror countless times.

“But that’s not what I came to tell you about,” she added quickly, seeing the steely glint in my eyes. “It’s about Ivan’s company.”

Now I did stop, turning to face her fully. My eyes narrowed, a silent warning. “I already told you no. Now get out of my room.”

“You know you don’t have to be so hostile all the time,” she pouted, her voice taking on a childish whine. “And I’m not leaving until you agree to help him.” She straightened up, puffing out her chest in a pathetic attempt to appear assertive.

movement

stalked towards her, my measured and

Good.

my voice low

eyes widened a fraction, and a tremor ran through her carefully manicured facade. For a moment, i

Chapter 56

dare,”

beneath the surface. Dealing with Miranda was like trying to reason with a stubborn

to the hospital?” My voice was

even entertaining the idea of engaging with her. But.

check on my sister-in-law,” she announced,

froze. My breath hitched in my throat, and the room seemed to shrink, the air growing thick

the satisfaction, the question tumbled out of

thrived on drama, on having the upper hand. in a flash, I was

To. Amaya?” Each word was a growl, laced with a dangerous

yanked her hand free with surprising force. “Get your hands off

hospital and find out yourself.” with that, she turned on her heels and swept out of the room,

me. He paced a mental cage, his frustration and fear palpable. It didn’t matter that I rejected her, he still considered her as his mate. The rejection may have severed some of the connection, but the bond

breath, I forced myself to focus and calm down

branded onto my brain-Amaya’s name, the hospital room number echoing in the empty space of my skull. But instead of following that

eyes. Every notification, every chime, sent a jolt of restless energy

pushing against the confines of head to go to her. To make sure that she was okay

down.

blur of forced concentration. I’d buried myself in work, throwing myself into a maelstrom of activity, anything to silence the frantic chatter in my head. Finally, with a sigh of exhaustion, I leaned back in my chair, rubbing the tension from my temples when Ruth

meetings as you requested for the rest of the day, is there anything you need me to do?”