Bonds

Chapter 118

Chapter 118

-Maya’s POV-

The slam of the front door echoed through the empty house, a punctuation mark to the whirlwind of emotions I was feeling. The nerve of them

both

gut.

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Alex waltzing in like he owned the place, and Ivan letting him. I fumed all the way down the sidewalk, my anger a hot coal burning in my

Reaching the house, I practically threw myself through the doorway, collapsing onto the couch with a sigh that could have rivaled a hurricane. My phone, nestled on the coffee table, buzzed once, the tiny notification light blinking accusingly. Figures. Just what I needed – Ivan checking in to see if I was okay. Another sigh escaped my lips, this one tinged with irritation.

They could all go to hell. This was going to be a me–day. A day of escape. Ivy and Nate were safely with Ms. Rodriguez’s for the afternoon at the park, leaving me with a glorious expanse of empty time. No work, no mind–numbing worry about the vanished mark, and definitely no Alex to disrupt my carefully constructed peace.

Today, I was taking back control. Today, I was going to be a woman with needs and desires that extended far beyond the tangled mess that was my relationship with werewolves and supernatural drama. It was a day for self–care, a day to recharge the emotional batteries that had been steadily draining ever since this whole madness started.

With a renewed sense of purpose, I pushed myself off the couch and padded towards the kitchen. Wine. That was what I needed. A nice, deep glass of something red and robust, something that would help me unwind and forget the world outside these walls for a while.

out a bottle that looked promising. After a brief struggle with the stubborn cork, I poured myself a generous glass, the deep crimson liquid swirling in the light. Sinking back onto the couch, I curled up

emotions washed over me, strong enough to halt my nostalgic journey. It was a photo of Natalia and me, but it wasn’t the

vividness of a recent event. The insistent drumming of the

of emotions brewing within me. “We’ll figure things out after

cut her off abruptly, the words tumbling out before I could stop them. “We are not going anywhere near him. My father would

if he found

Stone. He’s nothing but a big bully. You found your

the weight of the name pressing

in the end. It will only work out, though, if you put in some effort to fight for it. I know if I

could think about was the jolt of electricity that coursed through me the moment Alex touched me in the bathroom stall. My wolf had been a whirlwind of emotions, a primal urge pushing

billionaire alpha who was my father’s biggest enemy. It was a

pierced the fog in my head, its shrill ring snapping me back to reality. Class

coming?” she

in my throat. “I

The hollow echo of the closing door was the final punctuation mark on the scene, leaving me alone with the chaos brewing within

Was I really going to let fear dictate my life! Was I going

war between logic and desire. The memory of Alex’s touch, the way my wolf responded to him, was a co. my father’s fury, the potential for bloodshed,

But the image of

way for us to be with him, even if it meant defying everything I thought I knew. But how? In the deafening

eyes open to see Natalia standing next to me again, a mischievous grin

I yelled, a mixture

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