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

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

somehow found a

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

a monster, a cold–blooded killer who had no regard for human life. The thought of Nate in his hands made my blood run cold. I couldn’t let that happen. Not to my son.

said, her voice breaking the heavy silence. “A real plan, not

my mind still racing. “We need to anticipate his next move,” I replied, trying to sound calm and collected. But inside, I was a

just pawns,” Natalia added, her voice filled with frustration. “We need to start thinking

to find a way to hit him where it hurts. Something that will make

her voice filled

with a plan. My mind was blank. I felt like I was drowning, and there was no lifeguard in

hell we are letting him near Nate. He is a

enough, lost too many men. It’s not his fight and he has his own to focus on. He isn’t

a sigh, “Well there goes that option

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Chapter 155

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

normal 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

thicken, the world around 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 as a

voice, deep, resonant, and filled with a power I’d never heard before. “We give him

tightly. He was here. He was real. 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

arms as strong as steel, yet gentle as a summer breeze. “Silver,” he whispered,

clung to him, refusing to let go. I didn’t care about anything

reluctantly, I pulled away, the weight of the situation crashing down on me. I looked at the others, their faces a mixture of shock and relief. Sarah

said, his voice low and dangerous. His eyes, usually soft and playful, were now hard and cold. “Ivan has gone too far.”

on each of us. “We give him what he wants. My father. And

crazy?” Riley exclaimed, her voice filled with disbelief and