Bonds

Chapter 153

-Maya’s POV-

“Amaya.”

The sound of my name snapped me out of my thoughts. I hadn’t realized I was pacing again. I should stop. I should calm down. But my mind was a whirlwind of worry and fear.

I shouldn’t have left him back there. I should have stood my ground, told him I was staying. Maybe if I had, things would be different. I wanted everything to be simple. Girl meets boy, they fall in love, get married, and live happily ever after.But my life was anything but simple.

A mate with trust issues, a father who was more like a villain than a parent, a dead brother I never got to know, a fake lover turned twisted enemy, and now witches. How much more could I handle? I wanted to scream. I wanted to run. But I couldn’t. Not with the twins here. Everything was just a lot. Too much.

“Amaya!” Natalia’s voice was sharper this time completely pulling me back to reality. I turned to face her. “What?” I managed to say, my voice sounding strained even to my own ears.

“I’ve been calling your name for the past five minutes,” she said, her eyebrows drawn together in concern. “You need to stop pacing. Your energy is affecting the twins.”

I glanced at the twins. Nate was sitting quietly, his face turned towards me. Ivy was also quiet, her eyes fixed on me. I could understand Nate’s quiet. There were times he simply went quiet but never Ivy. Whatever happened between her and Alex’s aunt had something extra to it and I didn’t like it one bit..

“I’m sorry,” I mumbled, feeling a pang of guilt. “I just…” I trailed off, not knowing how to explain the chaos inside my head.

“I know,” Natalia sighed softly. “We’re all worried. With Ivan looming over us and Alex gone, things are crazy. But for the sake of the twins, you need to calm down.”

I nodded, trying to take deep breaths. I needed to focus on the present. I needed to be strong for the twins.

“She’s been awfully quiet since we got back,” Natalia continued a, referring to Ivy.

“I know,” I replied. “Something happened between her and that witch. Or should I say, Alex’s aunt.”

Natalia’s eyes widened. “Wait, what?”

I hadn’t had a chance to fill Natalia in on everything that had happened. The car ride back had been filled with tense silence as everyone tried to process what we had seen.

“So, if she’s Alex’s aunt, how is she a witch? And most importantly, you don’t think Ivy is one, right?” Natalia asked, her voice filled with disbelief.

I shook my head. “No way. I don’t think Ivy is involved in any of this.”

more when Riley entered the room. My heart sank as I looked at her.

heard from Alex?” I asked, my voice

to answer. Her expression said it all. No. Two days and he still wasn’t back.

the twins, a

my mind. Desperation gnawed at me as I searched for a semblance of calm in the chaos then shrill ring of my phone pierced the quiet, sending a jolt of adrenaline

fumbled for the device, my fingers trembling. I looked at the caller

breathed into the phone. The silence that followed was agonizing. When the voice finally responded, my heart sank like

wave of disappointment washed over me, replacing the fleeting hope with a heavy

It’s

not to let that tone hurt,”

pounding in my ears. “I just have a lot going on, and I’m

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Finally, she spoke, “Your father asked me to call. In his words, ‘Ask her if she has passed on my

he wasn’t always like

a sound filled with weariness and

silence that followed was heavy with unspoken words. I felt a lump forming in my throat, “Is that really why you’re calling? To see if I passed on father’s request?”

asked me to call three days ago. I’m calling now because I want to check on my daughter,” she replied, her voice softening. Her words were like a warm blanket on a cold day,

I whispered softly, my

help. When this is all over, I hope we can both start

too,” I whispered, clinging to the glimmer of hope she had

to end the call when she hesitated. “I know I’m the last person you want to talk to

a shaky sigh. “Me too,

and-”

sound of Ivy’s voice. “Mom?” Her small voice echoed through the bathroom, pulling me from the conversation. “I’ll have to

is coming. I feel it in my bones. Just be careful,

call you later,” I replied, trying to

ended, leaving a heavy silence in its wake. I knelt down in front of Ivy, her small

her forehead, her eyes closed. “Not good,” she mumbled. I placed my hand

nodded slowly, her eyes still closed.

to bed. Maybe you just need some rest. If you’re not feeling better, we’ll have it

stubbornly. “No doctor,” she replied, her voice firm