Bonds

Chapter 98

Maya’s POV-

The grand hall buzzed with a nervous energy that sent shivers down my spine. The gala was meant to be a neutral ground for my father and Alex to finally talk things out. A night of peace and diplomacy. At least, that’s what we all hoped for.

The vast space had been meticulously arranged to accommodate the expected influx of wolves. Alex’s pack, several thousand strong by some estimates, had a designated section on one side of the hall. It was already filling up, a sea of men and watchful eyes. On the other side, a combined force of my father’s pack and Ivan’s own people sat together, a show of unity that felt more hopeful than real.

In the center, a raised platform awaited the main players. Ivan, the architect of this fragile truce, had a plan. He intended to address the entire gathering, to appeal to their reason, to make them see the futility of the ongoing conflict. Neither Alex nor my father had arrived yet, but the wolves were pouring in, the tension thickening with every passing moment.

Despite the festive decorations and the upbeat music playing in the background, a knot of apprehension tightened in my stomach. A primal instinct, a wolfish premonition, whispered warnings in the back of my mind. This wasn’t going to be a night of peace talks and reconciliation. This, I feared, could turn ugly very quickly.

Then, the entrance doors swung open, and a hush fell over the crowd. Alex entered the hall, flanked by two older men. Their confident strides, their predatory gazes, sent a jolt through me. Even though I’d fought tooth and nail to move on, to push him out of my heart, my wolf wasn’t so easily fooled. My head snapped towards him instinctively, our eyes locking in a silent battle of wills.

There was no remnant of warmth in his gaze, no flicker of recognition. It was as cold and hard as the day he’d rejected me, a stark contrast to the smug smile playing on Miranda’s lips as she walked beside him, their hands linked possessively, a mirrored image of the day I’d first seen them together

Ivan greeted them both with a courtesy that felt strained even from a distance. He ushered them towards Alex’s designated area, where the alpha took a prominent seat at the front.

A moment later, the doors opened again, and my father entered, a grim expression etched on his face. Petrov shadowed him closely. The air crackled with unspoken hostility as they made their way across the hall.

Ivan, with a forced smile, approached my father, extending a greeting. But even from here, I could see the tension radiating off him. My father’s response was a curt nod, a barely concealed sneer twisting his lips.

The interaction left me feeling strangely detached, pushed further into the background. I turned around to find Natalia and Sarah watching. me with concern etched on their faces. Riley, unfortunately, had been called into a last–minute shift she couldn’t get out of A part of me, a selfish part, couldn’t help but feel relieved. This wouldn’t be a safe environment for a human if things went south.

“Are you oka

okay?” Natalia asked, her voice laced

back from the scene unfolding in the hall. “Yeah, I’m fine. Why wouldn’t I

snorted. “Because you’re practically glued to that curtain, and your body

benefit than theirs. “I just… I just need this night to go well. I’m tired of the fighting, the senseless deaths. Every day this goes on, the risk of exposure

out and squeezed my shoulder gently. “I know, Maya. We all are. But tonight will be

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See you inside.” She leaned down and planted a quick

know why I was ever excited about this gala,” I

in my gut, like something terrible is

touch conveying a strength that calmed my racing heart. “It will be alright. Now, come on. Ivan needs yo by his

murmur of conversation in the hall died down instantly,

across the hall. My father’s glare was no less unsettling. but I refused to back down. Squaring my shoulders, I held my head high and walked with measured steps towards Ivan,

the raised

before slipping away to find a seat among the crowd. Ivan’s gaze met mine as I approached, and for

he turned back towards the assembled wolves and raised his voice to address them. “Thank you all for coming tonight,” he began, his voice ringing out

longer than necessary. “The fighting, the deaths- they benefit no one. Our packs

Even among the most hardened warriors, a flicker of doubt could be seen.

finished his

he

at his question. Did he not see the devastation they were causing? Did he not care about the lives

“You just answered your own question, Daniel. We need to stop because it