Bonds

Chapter 123

Chapter 123

Alex’sPOV

Regret gnawed at me, a bitter aftertaste lingering in my mouth as Adrian’s words echoed in my head. I should have paid more attention, should have heeded the not so veiled threat hanging heavy in his final words. Instead, I’d brushed it off, convinced that whatever he had planned, I could handle it.

Money, influence, power – I had it all in excess. Surely, I could weather whatever storm he intended to unleash. But for the first time, the weight of my arrogance pressed down on me, a suffocating realization of my own flaw.

The first blow came swift and unexpected. News of werewolves existence was leaked to the world. The truth became public spectacle, splashed across headlines and dissected on every news channel. Panic rippled through the human population, fear morphing into a primal hatred. Bounties were placed on the heads of any werewolf, turning former neighbors into hunters, friends into potential betrayers. We, the creatures of myth and legend, were suddenly the monsters in their stories.

The world descended into chaos. Werewolves, forced out of the shadows, scrambled to protect themselves. Violence erupted, escalating what was once a silent war into an all–out conflict. My focus narrowed, my priorities shifting. The pack, my responsibility, became my sole concern. Keeping them safe, ensuring their survival now my paramount objective. And her, Amaya, she remained a constant worry in the

back of my mind.

For a week, I managed a risky dance. The initial frenzy hadn’t reached my city yet, offering a temporary reprieve. From the safety of my heavily guarded mansion, I worked tirelessly at damage control.

. Businesses were

network of loyal followers who helped me navigate the cha

7reatened, investments sabotaged. But I had resources, a

was a general in a silent war, fighting an unseen enemy.

Somehow with undeniable evidence, my name the restaurants I owned, everything I’d built over the years,

Then, the walls crumbled. The attack was swift, brutal, and undeniably targeted right made headlines revealing to the public that I was one of them. My companie began to go up in flames.

The message was clear: I was no longer untouchable.

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my every move. But beneath it all, cold, calculating logic took hold. This wasn’t random, not

Adrian.

safe house, miles away from everything, I was strategizing. This whole situation was a tangled mess, an irritating knot that needed untying. And what made it even more infuriating was Christian’s

phone.

his voice crackled through the receiver. He let out a long, annoyed sigh before drawling, “Look, Alex, you know you and I aren’t a thing. Stop blowing up

him to feel the intensity of my stare. “This isn’t the time for jokes, Christian. Why

and I aren’t exactly in

low rumble

again, this time a hint of seriousness creeping into his voice. “Alright, alright, lighten up. It’s not the end of the world… well, wait, maybe it kind of is if everything’s

now,” I spat. “Did

Chapter 123

lacked its usual sarcastic lilt. “Things are bad, Alex. Really bad. Your headquarters in the city took another

trusted guards, both human and werewolf, to ensure her safety, “What happened to

best friend’s husband – I don’t

a hand through

for now, at least from what I can tell.

knotting

in my gut. Shit.

her walking away in a

searching for

to pay for all

have people working on stopping the attacks on

response. “You’re public enemy number one,

you used the monster in you to kill. I know whatever I say

in my hand. Public replaced by a suffocating

once familiar comfort of

of worry tightening

another second.

out of the safe house, I sprinted towards the car, ignoring the protests of

holes in buildings, the acrid smell stinging my nostrils. Debris littered the

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