Bonds

Chapter 91

-Maya’s POV-

I couldn’t stay. Not after what my mother said. The thought of being the reason my father lost his wife, the fear of what he might do to me if that happened… It was too much. I grabbed the twins and got us out of there.

My mother’s face was etched with sadness as we walked past her, still locked in a tense stand–off with my father. He glared at the children, making by clutch my hand so tightly her knuckles turned white. Even for Daniel Stone, scaring little kids was a new low.

By the time I got back to Ivan’s house, I was already knee–deep in job applications again. Just another day in my life. That’s when Iwan walked

in.

He looked rough. Dark circles hung under his eyes, and his usual charm was missing. I sighed. “What happened this time?”

He tossed his tie on the nearest chair and started unbuttoning his shirt. My heart hammered in my chest as his toned back came into view. He turned around, a playful smile flashing across his face when he saw the blush creep up my cheeks. But then, as if remembering my question,

his smile vanished.

“There was a fight. My wolves and Alex’s pack. We lost five men today. Don’t know how many they lost.”

A knot formed in my stomach, I thought things had calmed down. Guess I was wrong. This wasn’t what Ivan signed up for. He always said he wanted no part of my father’s war.

I shoved the laptop aside and walked over to him. “You look beat. Sit.”

He hesitated for a moment, then sank onto the bed with a tired sigh. I climbed up behind him, my hands finding the tense muscles in his

shoulders.

He groaned as I applied pressure. The tension slowly started to seep out of him.

with my father? You and your wolves could walk away. Let

I dug my fingers a little deeper. Finally,

already. Daniel won’t let the merge go, and my wolves…well, they’re not exactly peaceful creatures. They love a good fight. Getting primal, letting the beast

gotta be another way,” I mumbled, more to myself than to

“Maybe. But right

above

was that for?” he asked, his

off the bed and moved to stand in front of him. Taking a deep breath, I knelt before him, my hand instinctively reaching qut to brush a stray strand of hair

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Chapter 91

exhaustion momentarily replaced by a flicker of something else. Desire. It was a spark, a tiny flame amidst the storm

never initiated sex. I would give a

It was warm beneath my touch. He watched me, his expression unreadable. There was no protest, no movement to stop me. His silence, however, was more a question than anything

you get some sleep,”

a hint of amusement dancing in his eyes but there was a

Did I know what I was doing? Could I handle it if he did

at I wanted?

my head so I tugged on the belt and then released it from the loop of his jeans. Then I reached for the button at the waistband, not sure how far I was willing to go. My fingers trembled. The material was

breathing deepened as I pulled back the denim

physically swallowed. He was big, very big. I ran my hand along the hard length of him, awed by its perfection. It throbbed

which encouraged me to continue. His muscles tightened beneath my fingertips, and his hips moved slightly toward me. Encouraged, I gave him a light squeeze and released him. Another

him again, I felt him

have to do this.” His hoarse voice sounded in the

glazed with desire, yet they looked like he was having an

want to,” I said softly.

wasn’t sure what that would mean or where it might lead but I needed to be certain I could

I heard a choked groan. I looked up and found his face strained, his lips parted, his eyes wild and dark with lust. He watched me with intense

tip of him and licked lightly. He swore and grabbed my hair. I went down on him harder, sucking him into my mouth until I could take no more. He yanked on my hair again and tried to pull me away, but I

and gripped my head while the other held onto my ponytail. He moved in and out of my mouth