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Chapter 53 – Not Our Colors
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2026-10-11 22:42:06
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Claimed By The Biker King Chapter 54 – Let Her Fight
MarcusBy the time the fourth rumor reached us, Jarek had started looking at every doorway like it had personally offended him.The false Dagger cuts at the Vipers warehouse had not fooled Brian, and the stolen-cargo paperwork had not fooled Max. That should have helped. Instead, I could practically watch Jarek’s nerves tighten every time another message came in from a club that did not know us well enough to separate fact from whatever Mateo wanted circulating that hour.Sable was downstairs with Nixx when Jarek finally said, “Until we know how far this spreads, she stays inside the compound.”I looked up from the burner report I had been reading. He stood near the bedroom window with his arms folded, staring toward the gate. The bruising along his ribs had faded enough that he no longer moved like every breath hurt, but recovery had not done much for the part of him that wanted to control every variable he could see. Yesterday he had let Sable ride south with Brian because she was t
Claimed By The Biker King Chapter 53 – Not Our Colors
SableBrian called before breakfast, and the first thing out of his mouth was, “Before you hear this from somebody else, no, I do not believe your club did it.”That got my attention faster than the coffee Marcus had just set in front of me. Jarek was already awake at the kitchen table with a legal pad beside his plate, pretending the fact that he had made it downstairs without anybody helping him meant he was fully recovered. Marcus stopped halfway to his own chair when I put Brian on speaker and asked what happened.“One of our storage properties got hit overnight,” Brian said. He sounded tired rather than angry, which told me he had already worked through whatever his first reaction had been. “South side warehouse. Mostly bike parts, some old records, tools. Nobody was there. Security caught three men going in through the rear around two twenty.”Jarek’s pen stopped moving. “And?”“They were wearing Black Daggers cuts.”The room went still, and I looked at Jarek first because I kne
Claimed By The Biker King Chapter 52 – They Came to Us
JarekThe call came at four seventeen the next afternoon.I knew the time because I had been staring at the clock when Marcus’s phone rang.Not because Sable was downstairs.Progress.Marcus answered on the second ring, listened for less than five seconds, then stood so fast the chair scraped across the floor. When I asked what happened, he looked straight at me.“Middletown Motor Works.”Everything in me changed.The Daggers owned the shop through a legitimate company handling motorcycle repair, parts, and fleet work. The front doors were closed for inventory, leaving Bryce, Smitty, and two trusted mechanics inside. The back office held years of old vendor invoices and local camera archives. At that morning’s operations briefing, we had assigned Stone and Nixx to pull those records tomorrow because two names from Mateo’s ledger appeared in old files. Enough brothers had heard that plan to make the timing a problem.Marcus put the phone on speaker, and Bryce’s voice came through over
Claimed By The Biker King Chapter 51 – Run Him Down
SableI hit the starter before the garage door finished slamming behind me, but Brian was half a second faster.The warning Jackal shot out of Vic’s lot in the black pickup hard enough to fishtail across both lanes before the tires caught. Brian went after him with Tag immediately behind, while Stone pulled into traffic on my right and Nixx stayed close enough to keep the five of us together without stacking bikes on top of one another. The comm in my helmet cracked alive with Brian reminding everyone not to shoot unless the bastard gave us a reason.I rolled harder on the throttle.The industrial strip gave the Jackal exactly what he needed. Wide roads, warehouse entrances, delivery trucks, and enough intersections that one lucky light could put half a mile between us. He blew through the first yellow and clipped the red on the next without slowing. Brian and Tag made it through before a delivery van cut across my lane and forced me onto the brakes.“Fuck.”Stone stayed with me while
Claimed By The Biker King Chapter 50 – I Can Do My Job
SableBy ten the next morning, Jarek had managed to say no four different ways without actually using the word.The first came when Brian told us he still had one old Vipers contact who might recognize the warning Jackal. Jarek wanted to know why Brian could not simply call the man. When Brian explained that Vic Salazar had spent years doing quiet favors for Luke and Gino and would not say anything useful over a phone, Jarek suggested Brian take Tag and Stone instead. Then I said I was going, and the room went quiet long enough for Marcus to stop pretending he had not seen the argument coming from half a mile away.Jarek sat at the war-room table with one hand wrapped around a coffee he had forgotten to drink. He looked better than he had two days ago, but there were still shadows under his eyes and a stiffness to the way he turned his upper body instead of twisting through his ribs. None of that made the expression on his face any less presidential or any less husband. Those two part
Claimed By The Biker King Chapter 49 – The Ledger
MarcusBy the time the last motorcycle rolled through the gate, it was after one in the morning and the clubhouse had settled into the kind of noise that meant the night was finally winding down.Not silence. The Black Daggers were almost never silent. Somebody was still arguing near the bar, bottles clinked in the kitchen, and Hannah had threatened three different men with bodily harm if she found birthday cake ground into the floor by morning. But the visiting Vipers were gone, Max and Emilio had headed back to their rooms, and enough people had drifted upstairs or out to the bunkhouse that Nixx could carry his laptop into the war room without making it look like we were calling an emergency meeting.That mattered now.Everything mattered now.Jarek came in behind me with Sable beside him. He was moving better than he had a few days ago, but the stairs and an evening on his feet had taken more out of him than he wanted anyone to notice. He lowered himself into the chair at the end o
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