Bonds

Chapter 64

-Alex’s POV-

The stark white light reflecting off the computer screen cast a harsh glow on my face as I scrolled through the files Christian had compiled. Lines of text blurred together, names and dates dancing before my eyes, yet a nagging itch persisted in the back of my min

Something wasn’t clicking, a piece of the puzzle stubbornly refusing to fit.

Across the table, Christian sprawled back in his chair, a frown etched into his usually bored face. My gaze drifted back to the file, landing once more on Miranda’s picture, her calculating eyes staring back at me. Then, it flicked to Ivan’s file – a picture of stoic perfection.

skills on Ivan and his pack. Back then, I’d brushed it off as simple diligence, gathering all the necessary intel. But this time, a deeper uncase gnawed

projected, or was he a master of disguise, expertly concealing a storm of inner demons? My gut churned with a growing suspicion that leaned

of my internal monologue. “What does it mean when someone doesn’t answer your text?” he

my head up,

for emphasis. “A text. Specifically, what

him as if he’d sprouted a second head. The urge to laugh bubbled up but something in his demeanor held me back. Here was Christian Vance, the epitome of nonchalance,

through life, leaving a trail of broken hearts and discarded flings

here he was and against my better

creeping into my voice. “Who’s the mystery woman holding you hostage