Bonds

Chapter 155

-Maya’s POV-

I was so tired of this. Tired of the fear, the uncertainty, the constant looking over my shoulder. I wanted to scream disappear. But I couldn’t. Not with the twins, not with everything that was happening.

to break something, to just

Ivan. That name was like poison in my ears. I wanted to wipe him off the face of the earth. I wanted to watch him suffer, to feel the same pain he inflicted on others. My wolf was restless, pacing inside me, eager to unleash her fury. But I had to hold her back. Losing control wasn’t an option. Not now.

Riley’s voice broke through my thoughts. “We still haven’t come up with anything tangible,” she said, her voice laced with frustration.

I turned to face her, my gaze meeting hers. Natalia was running a hand through her hair, her face etched with worry.

“Well, right now, I don’t know why he’s going after Nate,” Natalia said, her voice low. “Why not just stick to Damon? Why involve an innocent kid?”

I felt a cold rage building inside me. How could anyone be so heartless? How could someone target a child?

“He wants to watch us suffer,” I said, my voice barely a whisper. “He wants to break us.”

Everyone looked at me, their faces a mixture of shock and fear.

“He wants to see two generations wiped out,” I continued, my voice steady now. “Damon was responsible for his parents‘ death. Ivan witnessed it. This is his revenge.”

Sarah, who had been quiet until now, spoke up. “Two generations?” Her voice was small.

I nodded. “He wants to scar Nate for life, just like he was scarred. He is a monster and I was just too blind to see it.”

I couldn’t believe I was saying these things out loud. It felt like I was living in a nightmare.

Natalia reached out and took my hand. “This isn’t your fault, Amaya,” she whispered softly. “He played us all. We all liked him, trusted him. None of us saw this coming.”

felt forced. “I know,” I managed

turned to Christian, the unspoken leader of the group. He was on the phone, his face a mask of concentration. He ended

of time. Ivan has somehow found a way to be one step ahead

we possibly defeat someone who seemed to know our every move? I looked at the others, their faces

cold–blooded killer who had no regard for human life. The thought of Nate

her voice breaking the heavy silence. “A real plan, not just throwing ideas out there.”

“We need to anticipate his next move,” I replied, trying to sound calm and collected. But inside, I was a storm of

added, her voice filled with frustration. “We need to start thinking

hair, his face etched with worry. “We need to find a way to hit him where it hurts. Something that

asked, her voice filled with doubt. “We’ve

mind was blank. I felt like I was drowning, and there was

is no way in hell we are letting

It’s not his fight and he has his own to focus on. He isn’t getting involved

“Well there goes that option

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Chapter 155

fear was overwhelming. I could feel my heart pounding in my chest. I took a deep breath, trying to calm myself down.

life, raising my kids, enjoying my family. I looked at my friends, my makeshift family. They were all I had left. We were in this together, and we had to find a way out. But how? How do you defeat

us holding its breath. A chill ran down my spine, not from the cold but from something else, something primal. And then I felt him. His presence as strong

his voice, deep, resonant, and filled with a power I’d

And he was safe. Relief washed over me in waves, so strong it nearly knocked me off my feet. My wolf let out a low growl, a sound of contentment that reverberated

as steel, yet gentle as a summer breeze. “Silver,” he whispered, his breath warm against my skin.

about anything else.

crashing down on me. I looked at the others, their faces a mixture of shock and relief. Sarah wiggled her eyebrows at us, a mischievous glint in her eyes. I blushed, my

in full force. “We’re done playing games,” he said, his voice low and dangerous. His eyes, usually soft and playful, were now hard and cold. “Ivan has gone too

gaze swept the room, landing on each of us. “We give him what he wants. My father. And then,

Riley exclaimed, her voice filled