The Biker Alpha's Secret Baby
"You kept this from me, our child."
Her heart pounded. Five years of secrets, of careful hiding, shattered in a single, terrifying moment. He knew. Asher Moretti knew.
Aliyah Censori thought she was a biker bitch who knows a lot about the men that control the pedal and leather until she turns 20 and meets her mate.
It was love at its fullest glamour and everyone was envious of them but unfortunately, he did the most outrageous thing that Aliya would ever imagine — he posted her nudes!!
Aliyah was reluctant to accept the reality when the bond that binds them together is now severed. She cried her heart out.
Asher Moretti who was coming back from his wife's tomb. He was sad and heartbroken. He went to the club and met Aliyah where they both drank themselves to stupor and they ended up on the bed.
Aliyah hates him for no reason at first, she blames him for everything that happened between her and Cohen, thinking he knows about it since he is the president of his club.
And now, she is pregnant with Asher Moretti’s baby.
What happened when she realized that their intimacy that night had made her situation worse?
But what happened when she realized that behind his facade was a man broken and was desperate for love?
Behind his mask was the man who has never been defeated in any biking race but has been defeated by love and fate?
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Chapter: Chapter 5Aliyah’s POV It gave room for the guilt to crawl back in. Every time I closed my eyes, I heard Cohen’s laughter echoing in my head.“Better back off now… or you’ll lose your face very badly.”I had believed him. Worse, I had let him convince me that I didn’t belong. That I would never be enough.Until I heard the growl of a bike engine cutting through the wind.I froze, heart thumping. No one came here—this was well beyond the border of Ember Pack. I chose this place because I wanted to disappear.The engine cut off.Boots hit gravel.And then he appeared.Asher Moretti.Black boots. Dark jeans. A leather jacket clinging to muscles like it was custom-made for danger. His hair was damp from the drizzle, and the moment our eyes met, my breath hitched.Of all the people to find me..."I was just passing through," he said casually, as if the sight of me didn't surprise him. "Thought I’d stop for some water."I blinked, gripping the fishing rod like it was a weapon. “This beach is a long
Last Updated: 2025-07-24
Chapter: Chapter 4Aliyah’s POVSkipped meals, slept in the club's garage, trained until I couldn’t feel my legs. I wanted to win—no, needed to win.To silence the mockery. To prove I wasn’t just the president’s pitiful Omega daughter. To honor Papa.I’d been to the Ember Pack stadium a few times growing up—always in the safety of Papa’s shadow—but today was different. Today, I was no longer in the shadows. I was at the center. Under the light. Under their judgmental stares.The stadium roared with life as I stepped in. Banners flew in the wind. The strong scent of fuel and testosterone hung in the air. Tires screeched in practice laps and engines growled with power.My throat dried up instantly.I clutched my gloves tighter. I’ve been here before… but never this nervous.My fingers trembled and I could feel my heartbeat in my teeth. Papa walked up to me, dressed in his racing gear, the club's crest proudly stamped across his chest. He placed a firm hand on my shoulder and squeezed.“You’ll do just fine
Last Updated: 2025-07-24
Chapter: Chapter 3Aliyah’s POVThe wind nipped against my face as I stood before the grand, graffiti-laced gate of M Spring Boots Racing Club. The rusted hinges creaked as I pushed it open, revealing a row of glossy motorbikes lined like soldiers at war. Engines purred in the background, the smell of grease and rubber mixing with the sharp scent of fresh-cut grass.My fingers curled tightly around the straps of my helmet. It felt like it weighed a thousand pounds on my palm. Every part of me wanted to turn around. But Papa’s words haunted me."You’re a loser if you give up with your life because of this downfall."I walked in, ignoring the whispers. A few steps further, and the first mocking voice pierced the air."Look who decided to show up. The Omega with no wolf and a bruised ego."More laughter followed. My back stiffened. The girls stood in clusters, draped in leather jackets, flaunting their sleek bikes and the arrogance that came with having a wolf form. Their eyes glinted with amusement. They
Last Updated: 2025-07-24
Chapter: Chapter 2 Aliyah’s POV The moment I woke up, I wished I hadn’t.A splitting headache tore through my skull like a blade, sharp and unrelenting. My mouth tasted like ash, my tongue dry, and my limbs too heavy to move. It felt like my head was about to fall off my neck, and my brain was trying to claw its way out.Where... am I?I blinked. The sheets felt too smooth to be mine. The scent of cinnamon and pine hung in the air, rich and masculine. This wasn’t home.I turned my head—slowly, painfully—and that’s when I noticed the bed beside me wasn’t empty.A man.He was facing the other way, but I could see the broad shoulders beneath the sheet, muscles shifting as he breathed. A wave of panic clenched my chest. I clutched the bedsheet to cover my nakedness and sat up slowly.Then it hit me. Flashes. Sounds. Movement. Moans.*Flashback Last night*His lips on my neck. His fingers digging into my waist. My name falling from his mouth like a promise. The way his eyes had stared into mine as if he cou
Last Updated: 2025-07-24
Chapter: Chapter 1 Aliyah’s POVThe wind whipped against my face as I ran through the heart of the Shadow Claw Pack, the moonless sky cloaking my pain, the gravel beneath my bare feet tearing into my skin. But I didn’t stop. I couldn’t. My lungs burned. My breathing hitched. My throat tasted of salt and blood—but the tears just wouldn’t stop.I didn’t care that the guards at the southern boundary stared as I passed. Or that Elder Marcus shouted something behind me. Nothing mattered anymore.Everything was unraveling.Cohen.The name echoed in my mind like a curse.I had given him everything. Every smile. Every kiss. Every part of me that was soft, pure, and believing. I could still remember the first time he said “I love you”—we were sixteen, lying on the hill behind the Crescent Training Grounds, laughing at the stars and dreaming of running our own warrior school.I gave him my heart. My trust. My soul.And now…“No,” I gasped, slowing to a walk, my chest heaving. I clutched my stomach as I staggered
Last Updated: 2025-07-24
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