Novel & Cerita Maya Bishop Fanfiction

"Tell me how I can please you tonight." " Tie your hands together." She ordered and Theo frowned. Tie his hands together? Was that even possible? But she was not playing, he knew that from the look on her face. He nodded and tied his hands together using his tie, his eyes never leaving hers. He looked at her, his mind and heart racing. She had to be kidding, right? Was she into BDSM or something? "Spread your legs, babe," Maya said. "And make sure they are wide enough for me to fuck your brains out." She added and Theo swallowed, hard.

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Maya scurries away from Shawn to stand beside me. Shawn being troublesome, comes to stand beside Maya and I. All three of us staring at Bryson's tensed back. "He's a nervous wreck." Shawn grumbles. "I would be too if I'm being passed down the title at eighteen. But there's one thing he should be excited for. I'm sure the moon goddess gave him a powerful beautiful mate." Maya whispers beside me. I want to vomit. I feel sick to my stomach. "I'll uh, I need to use the bathroom." I excused myself before they can say another word and rushed into the empty pack house.

They’ll share their truths, exchange blood and bites, and finally solidify their mate bond. I should be happy for them. Actually, I am happy for them. But there's this knot in my chest that just won’t budge. “Are you brooding again?” I turn to see Maya at the edge of the clearing, holding a woven basket. She’s wearing a long, soft blue maxi skirt that flows down to her ankles and a simple white blouse. Her hair hangs loosely over her shoulders. She looks beautiful. She always does. “I’m not brooding. I’m just resting.”

I couldn’t contain my eyebrows raising. Excuse me? Jealous? Me? To them? Psh, as if. The oceans may turn dry and the moon might drop to the world but I will never think of that. They can have pups all they want and I do not care. All I care about now is how to escape this damn dirty rat place they call a dungeon. “Shh, relax babe. That bitch just has judging eyes. She’s bitter.” Maya said, sticking her tongue out at me and Alpha Elijah smirked.

"She told you herself! She’s with Scott!" Elias stepped closer to her, looming over her. He didn't care about the rain or the scandal. "Listen to me, Maya. You can go back to your mother and tell her this: Even if Thea cheats on me ten thousand times, I will go back to her. Even if she burns my world to the ground, I will stand in the fire with her. I would rather be miserable with Thea than spend one second with a hollow, hateful person like you. Now, get away from my car before I lose my temper." Maya gasped, her face turning pale. She looked like he had slapped her. She turned around and ran back toward her mother, her pride crushed.

A sob racked from her throat, Maya made to hold her but dropped her hands on second thoughts not knowing how that might be of help at the moment. "I was supposed to Poison Dominic once I gain his trust, I followed all his rules, took all his taunts." She hugged her self, "I slaved for him. Giving him my body first and then my devotion." "I was resilient. The kind of mother you would have been proud of, Xavier." Melissa sobbed while Brian held onto her more tightly. Xavier remained stoic and unmoving at the side of the room, some feet away from his mother while Maya had her head down on her knees.

And beside her was Maya herself. Maya looked different. She wasn't the arrogant, bullying girl Faith remembered. She looked thin, her eyes red, rimmed, and her clothes were worn out. When she saw Faith, she let out a sob and ran forward, throwing herself at Faith’s feet. “Faith! Please! Please forgive us!” Maya cried, clutching at Faith’s silk skirt. Faith stepped back, her eyes narrowing. “Maya? What are you doing here?”

But because I don’t know where I stand anymore. There is space between us now. Not physical distance—something deeper. Something colder. The bond is gone. And without it, I don’t know how to reach her. I just stand there, watching her. Watching the way her shoulders are still tense, the way exhaustion pulls at her frame but she refuses to sit. I know one thing for sure. Maya is not the forgiving type. Not when it comes to betrayal. Not when it comes to her children. After what happened in the forest… after the bond snapped… I don’t think we will ever be the same again.

I said, and it was true, but it came out flatter than I meant it to, like a fact I was reciting rather than a fire still actively burning through me. "Good," Maya said, firm, cutting through my hesitation like she could sense exactly where my thoughts had started to wander and had decided to yank me back by the collar before I got too far. "Keep it that way. Don't let some cold billionaire's tragic eyes distract you from the actual mission, okay? You didn't survive five years of scrubbing toilets for Beckett Rhodes just to fall for the next rich man who looks at you twice. Get the revenge. Get out. That's the plan. That's always been the plan."