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.”

to explain more when Riley entered the room.

heard from Alex?” I asked, my voice

didn’t need to answer. Her expression said it all. No. Two

towards the twins, a silent plea for a moment of solitude. She offered a

clear the fog clouding my mind. Desperation gnawed at me as

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

breathed into the phone. The silence that followed was agonizing. When

through the receiver. A wave of disappointment washed over me, replacing the fleeting hope with a heavy

It’s

I’ll try not to let that tone

sorry,” I began, my voice barely audible over the pounding in my ears. “I just have a lot going on, and I’m really worried about

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could almost feel the weight of her concern through the phone, Finally, she spoke, “Your father asked me to call. In his words, ‘Ask her if

me once he wasn’t always like this. Do you think he’ll ever go back to

through the phone, a

was heavy with unspoken words. I felt a lump forming in my

asked me to call three days ago. I’m calling now because I want to check on my daughter,” she replied, her voice softening.

For this,” I whispered softly,

sorry about everything, Amaya. I wish I could do something to help. When

I whispered, clinging to the glimmer of hope she had

the last person you want to talk to about this, but I hope Alex is

shaky

and-”

me from the conversation. “I’ll have to call you back,” I

my bones. Just be careful, please.” Her voice was laced with a sense of

Mum. I will call you later,” I replied,

wake. I knelt down in front of Ivy, her

touched her forehead, her eyes closed. “Not good,” she mumbled. I placed my hand on her forehead, feeling a slight warmth.

slowly, her

some rest. If you’re not feeling better, we’ll have it

replied, her voice firm for