Claimed By The Alpha Biker

I always loved early mornings in the garage. The smell of oil and steel, the quiet hum of the desert wind brushing against the rusted doors – it was my peace. I wiped sweat off my forehead, smearing grease across my cheek, and leaned back to admire my work. The Harley’s engine purred beneath my fingers, a deep, beautiful sound only a biker could appreciate. “Perfect,” I whispered, feeling a small smile on my lips. My dog-eared phone buzzed against the workbench. Liam’s name flashed across the cracked screen. "Coffee later? Need to talk." I chuckled. That was Liam, my only real friend in this dusty little town. I was about to text him back when a low rumble made my heart jump. I turned my head and frowned at the black SUVs pulling into the yard. They rolled in like silent predators, dark windows reflecting the morning sun. Something in my chest tightened. I didn't have any pickups or repairs planned for today. I dropped the wrench, wiped my hands on my jeans, and stepped out int

Days passed in a blur of confusion and pain. Jaxon had taken me, rough and mechanical, like I wasn't a human with emotions and feelings, just a tool to be used. My body felt strange, like something inside me was shifting. I woke up each morning with nausea rolling through my stomach, and my chest ached with a dull, constant throb. My mood swung like a broken gate in the desert wind – one moment I wanted to scream, the next I wanted to curl up and cry until there was nothing left inside me. I tried to hide it from everyone. From Blaze, who watched me silently each day as I trained with Kara and Caleb, the two warriors Jaxon had assigned to me. From Mara, the chef who offered small smiles whenever she saw me in the kitchen. And most of all, from Jaxon. He hadn’t spoken to me since that first night. He’d pass by in the halls without so much as a glance, his heavy boots echoing against the wooden floors. But each time he walked past, something in my chest tightened, a warmth blooming

Jaxon's POV The night air was sharp with the scent of desert sage and engine oil. I stood on the balcony, staring out at the moonlit sand dunes stretching beyond the gates. My fists clenched tight at my sides, knuckles white under my skin.She was gone.Blaze stood behind me, silent as always, but even without looking, I could feel the tension rolling off him. The others waited near the gates, shifting uneasily in the cold breeze, their breath misting under the full moon.“Tell me exactly how it happened,” I growled, my voice low and vibrating with fury.Blaze cleared his throat. “She packed light. No one saw her leave. She picked the lock at the west gate. Left no trail.”“No trail?” I turned on him sharply, my amber eyes narrowing. “She’s human. She bleeds and sweats like the rest of them. Her scent must be everywhere.”Blaze lowered his head in submission. “Yes, Alpha.”I turned away, breathing hard. My wolf snarled beneath my skin, restless and furious. Every part of me burned wi

Jaxon’s POV"Arghhhh!" I roared as I flipped my desk over.It still wasn't enough. I turned around, searching for more things to break or flip when I spotted a small mirror right beside me, reflecting my glowing amber eyes and half buttoned shirt.Crack.It shatters as my fist connects with it. My office was beginning to look like the inside of a warzone. Books littered the floor, papers torn to pieces and glass shattered. The walls bore deep claw marks. It had taken the brunt of my rage.I paced from one end of the office to the other with my hands pulling at my hair. I just might run mad soon. Every breath I took was fire, my wolf snarling against the cage of my skin, demanding to be let loose.Why was it taking them this long to find her?How could she have run from her alpha.And now, I couldn't control the beast inside me. Being this close to snapping, the only thing I needed was Reese.The thought of her name was enough to send me spiraling again. My hand caught the edge of a v

Jaxon’s POVThe desert wind blew against my fur as I ran across the wasteland, my paws hitting the dry earth with reckless speed.My chest ached as I kept running but it didn’t slow me. It couldn’t. My wolf snarled and urged me faster, the bond between us stretched thin as it tugged me in a dozen different directions but offering no clarity.'Find her!' he howled in my head“I’m trying!” I snarled back at him, my mind splintering with the effort.But the bond gave me nothing but emptiness. Like she was somewhere my hands couldn't reach.The thought made my insides twist with a terror I refused to name. I pushed harder, my claws digging into the sand. My vision blurred with rage and desperation. I had no fucking idea where she was. The desert stretched far and wide, she could be literally anywhere. And every second that passed felt like another second too late.And then—I stumbled as I felt something hit me.It was from within. I skidded to a stop, using my claws to pin myself to the