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Chapter seventy seven
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2026-06-08 14:10:20
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I Rejected My Mate For The Biker Rogue Lord. Chapter Eighty
Draven’s POVI came back through the eastern tree line at dawn, pushing hard on the last mile.The burst of power from my hind legs had me springing forward.I loved running, in my shifted form, the wind in my fur rippling across my face.It had been a while since I did this, ran around for the fun of it.Most times I just did my stroll around the border and strolled right back in, today however I needed the extra burst of energy.My wolf needed it, needed to burn off my discomfort before I had to be human again and make decisions with logic instead of instinct.I shifted at the edge of the clearing, my fur shrinking back into my skin, claws receding, knuckles relaxing.Thor was already there, my clothes folded over his arm, holding them out like he always did. Most times I lost him so I could have some peace but today it didn't work.I pulled on the shirt first, then the jeans, running a hand through my hair that was still damp from the shift."Anything on the northern stretch?" I as
I Rejected My Mate For The Biker Rogue Lord. Chapter seventy nine
Bella's POVI found myself at the garage by six.The sun was still hidden under the clouds, the grey light washing over the tree line.I was freezing cold.But I needed to make a good impression and I wanted to see what I was working with.Once upon a time early mornings in a garage had been my way of life. My father used to call me a grease monkey and I had never once minded. I had forgotten that about myself somewhere along the way.I was done forgetting.I pushed open the side door and stepped inside, coming to a stop.Three men were already inside. One tucked under a bike on a hydraulic lift, two more at the workbench along the far wall. A rock song blared from somewhere, low and scratchy. The smell of grease, exhaust and burnt rubber that nobody had bothered to clean up."Hello," I called out, striding forward.None of them looked up.I crossed to the main tool wall to see how the tools were arranged. The layout was different from what I'd expected — the wrenches weren't grouped
I Rejected My Mate For The Biker Rogue Lord. Chapter seventy eight
Ronan's POVThe letter arrived at noon.My father's secretary placed it on the desk without a word, the council seal pressed into the wax at the fold,“ What's this?” I asked, and he sighed“Just as you see it, a letter from the council showing Alpha Draven conditions”He said walking out before I could ask him anything.I already knew what it was. I'd been waiting for it since the moment I filed the petition.I broke the seal.I read it once.I read through it once, blinking rapidly at the sentences on the page, heat of rage filling my gut at once. I picked up the nearest thing on my desk— a glass decanter, crystal, a gift from the eastern pack elders three winters ago — tossing it across the room.It crashed into the window, shards of glass falling to the floor. The sound of it shattering against the stone outside did nothing to ease my rage.Taking a deep breath, I grabbed the paper from off the desk reading it again.The Alpha of the Rogue Kingdom, Draven Voss, has formally accept
I Rejected My Mate For The Biker Rogue Lord. Chapter seventy seven
Bella's POVI nodded, fully processing what was said and what it meant."Fine," I said, my voice steadier than I felt."We'll meet the council. We'll convince them it's a misunderstanding, something we can easily solve."It sounded easy enough when I said it like that.I almost believed myself.Draven shifted slightly at the table, he wasn't hissing with pain at every movement anymore.The sheets rustled under him, and his jaw flexed as he evened out his breathing."You don't have to be there," he said."It's a pack matter."There was no insistence in his tone and somehow that made it worse, almost like he was giving me an exit he didn't actually want me to take."I said I'm coming," I replied, waving him off."Bella—""I'm fine," I cut in, softer this time but final."You're the one stitched together. Focus on that."He huffed in amusement."Stitched together and still doing better than you," he muttered.That almost made me smile.Almost.His eyes stayed on me a second longer than n
I Rejected My Mate For The Biker Rogue Lord. Chapter seventy six
Bella's POVThe doctor had been right about one thing.My ankle wasn't broken.Unfortunately, that also meant I had no excuse to remain in bed.I had spent hours trying to force myself to sleep after he and the overly helpful maid left.Closing my eyes. Turning from one side to the other. Pulling the blanket higher and then throwing it off when it became too warm.Nothing worked.Every time I closed my eyes, my thoughts circled back to the same things.Ronan.The race.Draven riding through the forest with blood soaking through his shirt. I groaned and sat upright the room suddenly feelingtoo small.Why the hell was I torturing myself with thoughts of things that hadn't happened yet.Besides Draven was not my problem, he was an enemy I would have to settle the scores with sooner or later.I wasn't going to get any sleep like this, better to run myself rugged by walking around for a while.It would also get rid of the rambling thoughts that I didn't want to have.My ankle protested wh
I Rejected My Mate For The Biker Rogue Lord. Chapter seventy five
Bella’s POVI closed the door behind me and pressed my back against it.The room was dim and quiet, a welcome contrast to the war drums pounding in my chest.I had no clue why that was. I pressed my palm against my sternum as though it might stop the aching and exhaled slowly through my nose.It didn't help.It was the bike.That was all it was.An hour pressed against someone's back with nowhere else to put your hands but on his body definitely did strange things to your sense of safety.It wasn't particular to him.It was proximity and exhaustion, nothing more.My body had simply taken the nearest available warmth. I couldn't allow myself to believe it meant more than it actually did.It didn't mean anything.I pushed off the door and limped toward the bed, my wounded ankle aching with every step. The bag slid off my shoulder and hit the floor, and I left it there before lowering myself carefully onto the edge of the mattress.No need to cause myself unnecessary discomfort.I sat in
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