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.

Christian’s investigative 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 at me. It wasn’t just about facts and figures anymore; I craved what

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

me out of my internal monologue. “What does it mean when someone doesn’t

head up, startled.

up his phone for emphasis. “A text.

in

so outlandish that for a moment, I simply stared, speechless. Christian never worried. He breezed through life, leaving a trail of broken hearts and discarded flings in his wake.

was and against my better

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