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.

investigative skills on Ivan and his pack. Back then, I’d brushed it off as simple diligence, gathering all the necessary

of disguise, expertly concealing a storm

Christian’s voice shattered the silence, snapping me out of my internal monologue. “What does it mean when someone doesn’t answer your text?” he asked, his voice laced with

whipped my head

emphasis. “A text. Specifically, what does it mean when a text

blinked twice, staring at 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

speechless. Christian never worried. He breezed through life, leaving a trail of broken hearts and discarded flings in his wake. He simply didn’t care enough to invest emotional

and against my better judgement, curiosity gnawed at

it,” I finally conceded, a hint of amusement creeping into my voice. “Who’s the mystery woman holding you