LOGINVeya's POV I didn't move. I didn't breathe louder than I had to. Still, Rook said, and for once we agreed on something without her having to convince me. The voices drifted closer and then, just as suddenly, began to fade, moving off at an angle that carried them past the shelter instead of towar
Veya's POV I didn't stop to think. Thinking took time I didn't have. Move, Rook said again, sharper this time, and my legs obeyed before my mind caught up. I ran without any sense of direction anymore, because direction had already betrayed me once today, and all that mattered now was putting dis
Veya's POV I didn't wait to see who it was. Whoever moved like that, steady and purposeful through brush that should have slowed anyone down, wasn't out here by accident, and I had learned a long time ago that the people who weren't here by accident were the ones who wanted something from me. I p
Chapter 1 Veya's POV The walls were screaming before I understood it was an alarm and not just another sound they'd invented to break me. Run, Rook said inside my head, and for once I didn't argue with her. I'd learned a long time ago that my wolf only spoke when it mattered and she never waste
Hey everyone, Welcome to Book 2 of Bred by the Biker Alpha Kings. If you're coming from Book 1, thank you for sticking with me through Sarah, Cain, Jax, and Ryder's story, and for loving it enough to want more. This one picks up years later and follows their sons, Elias and Owen, as they find thei
"I know," I said. "But I still feel guilty." "That's because you're a good person," Ryder said. "If you didn't feel guilty I'd be worried." Elias finished his bottle and I lifted him to burp him and he let out a massive burp that made us all laugh. "That's my boy," Cain said proudly. "He gets th
"We'll give them that chance if we can," I said. "But Sarah you need to understand that some of them might be too far gone. They might not be able to be saved." "We have to try," Sarah insisted. "We will," Cain promised. "But the mission objective is the Broker. Everything else is secondary." Sar
Ryder's POV The next three weeks were the most intense training period I'd ever coordinated and watching Sarah push herself day after day while her belly grew bigger and her movements got slower made me simultaneously proud and terrified. "Again," I called out as Sarah practiced her draw from the
"What if the babies ask about her someday," I said. "What do I tell them. That their grandmother died before I could remember her and some psycho pretended to be her to kidnap them." "You tell them the truth," Jax said. "That their grandmother loved you enough to fake her death to keep you safe fro
Sarah's POV I sat on the bed with my back against the headboard and my hands on my belly and tried to process everything that had just happened and all I could feel was anger and hurt and grief all mixed together. My mother was dead and had been dead my entire life and some stranger had pretended







