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Chapter 69

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My breath caught.

For a moment, the room seemed to tilt, the walls drawing in around me. A ridiculous flutter moved across my chest, as if my heart forgot how to beat in any normal rhythm. Flowers? From Alpha Jaron? The same man who could barely speak to me without either issuing a command or crushing me under that cold, impenetrable stare?

I stared at Betty, trying to make sense of her words.

“He gave them?” I asked slowly, almost in disbelief. “You are saying he actually thought of doing that
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    The council gathering was never meant to feel like a battlefield.Yet by the time the first delegations began arriving, that was exactly what it felt like.The great hall of the ridge fortress had been opened early that morning. Windows were thrown wide to let in the scent of wet earth and new growth, but the spring air did little to soften the tension settling over the territory.Word had spread faster than we expected.By noon, rumors were already twisting through the visiting packs—livestock slaughtered, mercenary symbols carved into trees, recruits captured in the act.And one name whispered again and again.Varik.I stood beside Jaron near the central table as the last of the visiting Alphas entered. Wolves from six territories had answered the council summons, some curious, others clearly wary.Transparency had been my idea.But transparency also meant scrutiny.Jaron leaned slightly toward me.“Half of them think this is a trap,” he murmured.“They should,” I replied quietly. “

  • The Alpha Biker's Healer   Chapter 134

    Spring did not arrive gently.It came in fractures.The snow retreated in jagged patches across the forest floor, exposing dark soil and broken branches beneath. Meltwater ran in thin, cold veins through the territory, carving quiet paths through the land that had been frozen only days before.Change was always messy.But change also revealed things winter had hidden.Including threats.The first sign came three mornings after the thaw began.I was in the healer’s chamber reviewing supply inventories when the outer bell rang—once, twice, then a third sharp note that signaled an urgent arrival rather than danger.Jaron entered moments later, already pulling on his cloak.“Messenger from the southern pack,” he said.I followed him into the courtyard where a young wolf stood trembling beside his exhausted horse. Mud splattered his boots and cloak; he had ridden through melting terrain without stopping.He bowed quickly.“Alpha Jaron. Healer.”“Report,” Jaron said.The messenger swallowed

  • The Alpha Biker's Healer   Chapter 133

    The storm followed us home.By the time our gates came into view, dusk had swallowed the sky whole, turning the snow into a blinding sheet of silver. Our sentries emerged from the tree line at Jaron’s signal, their relief obvious even beneath disciplined expressions.“They’re stable,” Jaron told them before anyone could ask. “But the infection hasn’t peaked.”It was the unspoken truth beneath his words that tightened every shoulder: if it hadn’t peaked there, it could surface here.Inside our own hall, warmth greeted us—but not comfort. Word had traveled ahead of us. The elders were assembled near the central hearth, voices hushed, eyes sharp.“You risked exposure,” one of them said as we approached. “You risked bringing it back.”“I calculated the risk,” I replied before Jaron could answer. “And minimized it.”A flicker of surprise crossed the elder’s face. I rarely spoke before Jaron in council settings. Tonight, exhaustion had stripped me of patience.Jaron didn’t contradict me. In

  • The Alpha Biker's Healer   Chapter 132

    The wind bit sharply at the exposed ridge as we approached the small village of the allied pack. Snow swirled in dizzying patterns, masking the tracks of our escort and the faint footprints of children too weak to run. Smoke rose thinly from a handful of chimneys, signaling habitation, but the stillness between was suffocating.“This is worse than I imagined,” I said softly, scanning the small courtyard where a few older wolves tried to keep the fires going. Their faces were pale, their movements slow and measured, cautious even in their domesticity.Jaron’s hand found mine again. His grip was firm, grounding me against the cold and the anxiety that gnawed at my chest.“We’ll get through this,” he said, voice low but unyielding. “Focus on what you know. I’ll handle the rest.”I nodded, grateful for the unspoken trust. Trust that was more lethal than any teeth or claws.Inside the communal hall, the sick were gathered in makeshift cots. Coughs rattled like chains through the air. Fever

  • The Alpha Biker's Healer   Chapter 131

    The retaliation did not come with claws.It came with silence.Two trade caravans failed to arrive within the same week—one carrying preserved meats from the western ridge, the other hauling generator parts from the southern human township. No wreckage. No bodies. Just absence.Absence is harder to fight than an enemy you can see.In the lodge war room, the air was thick with it.“They’re testing supply tolerance,” Jaron said, hands braced against the long oak table. His voice was steady, but I could see the restrained energy under his skin—the Alpha instinct to move, to hunt, to answer force with force.“Or they’re seeing how quickly you redirect resources internally,” I said.One of his betas shifted. “We can’t look weak.”Jaron’s gaze flicked to him briefly. Controlled. Dominant without volume.“We don’t look weak by staying fed,” he said.After the meeting dispersed, I lingered.“You’re thinking about striking,” I observed.“I’m thinking about deterrence.”I walked to the map pinn

  • The Alpha Biker's Healer   Chapter 130

    KAHLIA'S FORDDawn had always been my favorite time of day.In the hospital, it meant transition—night shift handing off fragile lives to the morning team. At home, it meant quiet before the world demanded something from you.With Jaron, it meant something else entirely.It meant watching an Alpha pretend he could rest.I lay beside him, tracing the faint edge of the bandage along his ribs. I’d stitched that wound myself three nights ago. Clean entry, shallow tear. Healed well. He’d barely flinched while I worked.He flinched now.Not from pain.From thought.“You’re doing it again,” I murmured.His eyes opened immediately. Always alert. Always aware.“Doing what?”“Running scenarios instead of sleeping.”A corner of his mouth shifted. “Occupational hazard.”“Alpha hazard,” I corrected softly.The rivalry hadn’t ended at the clearing. It had shifted into something quieter. More strategic. And while the packs had retreated, I knew better than to assume resolution meant safety.I see te

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