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The Puppet In the Dark
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The Alpha's Claim, The Biker's Desire His Comeback
Maddox's PoV:I woke up to my phone buzzing like a goddamn hornet's nest, notifications piling up faster than I could swipe them away. Groggy from last night's hangover—yeah, I'd partied a bit too hard at that shithole apartment with the guys. I grabbed the phone off the nightstand, expecting the usual crap: likes on my latest gym selfie, flirty DMs from underclassmen, maybe a text from Kianna saying good morning. But no, the screen was flooded with tags, mentions, and shares from the school forum app. "What the fuck?" I muttered, sitting up in bed, the sheets tangling around my legs.I opened the app, and there it was: a post from some anonymous profile called ‘ShadowExpose’. And under it were videos of me at the Millwood Apartments last night, hanging with my crew—Jake, Tyler and the usual suspects. We were messing around with that nerdy chick, Emily, the one who's always got her nose in a book. She looked rough, yeah—sick from whatever flu was going around, or maybe just ligh
The Alpha's Claim, The Biker's Desire Hand in hand with the Devil
Mordred's PoV:I slumped deeper into the worn-out armchair in my dimly lit living room, the fabric frayed at the edges from years of neglect, much like everything else in this godforsaken apartment. The bottle of cheap whiskey—some off-brand rotgut I'd picked up from the corner store on my way home, clutched in my hand like a reluctant lifeline. The amber liquid sloshed gently as I raised it to my lips, the sharp burn sliding down my throat, searing away the edges of the day's humiliation. But it couldn't erase the memory. No, that played on an endless, torturous loop in my mind: Kianna’s warnings, the eyes that watched us fight like cats and dogs, the smugness on some of their faces and Kianna's last glare at me before walking away with Lesley. And it was all the bastard's fault, if he hadn't interfered in our life, if he'd leave us the fuck alone..none of it would've happened.I took another swig, wincing at the fire that spread through my chest, but welcoming the haze it broug
The Alpha's Claim, The Biker's Desire Rooftop Promises
Kianna's PoV:I barely made it to the girls’ bathroom before the dam broke again.The door slammed behind me, echoing off the tiles like a gunshot. I stumbled into the furthest stall, locked it, and slid down the wall until I was sitting on the cold floor, knees to my chest, arms wrapped tight around them as if I could physically hold myself together. The sobs came in waves, ugly and unstoppable, ripping out of me until my throat burned and my ribs ached.Why is it so hard to just be normal? Why does every time I think I’m safe, the ground opens up and swallows me whole?Mordred’s face in the cafeteria flashed behind my eyes: rage turning to shock when I accused him of stalking me. The way his fist had frozen mid-air. The hurt that flickered across his features before he shut it down. Even though I'm trying my best to deny it, the thought of losing him still haunts me to this day.Every damn time I see his face, something in me just awakens. I can still recall all the precious mo
The Alpha's Claim, The Biker's Desire It Hurts So Good
Mordred's PoV:The safe house felt like a tomb that night—cold and empty with the kind of silence that presses in on you until it hurts to breathe. I paced the living room like a caged animal, boots scuffing the hardwood and the echo mocking me with every step. The lights were off, but the city glow seeped through the blinds in sickly stripes, casting long shadows that danced like ghosts on the walls. I couldn't sit. Couldn't think straight. All I could do was to replay the scene at Pearl Street over and over, a nightmare loop that clawed at my insides.Kianna, my Kianna—bursting through that door, her face crumbling like I'd taken a hammer to her heart.The tears in her eyes, the way her voice broke on “it's over”. Like all the moments we'd shared—the rooftop kisses under starlight, the way she'd laugh when I'd burn breakfast trying to impress her, the nights she'd trace my scars with her fingers like they were maps to my soul, meant nothing. Like I was just another asshole in a
The Alpha's Claim, The Biker's Desire The Puppet In the Dark
Maddox’s POV: I'd spent weeks trying to track this ghost—paying Jayden under the table, slipping him my phone's logs, chasing shadows through burner numbers and encrypted calls. And now here he was, sitting across from me like we'd scheduled a coffee date. "You," I breathed, straining against the ropes. "What did you do? How did you…"The auto-tune laughed, cutting me off in a recognized echoing sound that always crawled under my skin. "Since you were looking for me... I decided to come and see you instead.” the voice muttered, then took in a deep breath before continuing.“Don't waste your time tracking me, Maddox. Everything you do, I know.”I glanced at Jayden, his head lolling to the side, blood trickling from a gash on his temple like a zombie. They'd beaten him bad—probably to make a point. "You didn't have to do this," I said, voice low but trying to sound tough. "We're on the same side and our plan is working successfully. I just wanted to meet you and at least thank yo
The Alpha's Claim, The Biker's Desire The Boss Trap
Maddox’s POV:The drive home was a blur of red taillights and pounding rain, the wipers slapping a rhythm that matched the throb in my jaw where Sinclair's fist had connected. I gripped the steering wheel tighter, knuckles whitening as the memory replayed: his rage-filled eyes, his insults and the way he'd shoved me like I was nothing. That bastard! Always playing the hero where he's not even needed and always the one who got the girl. Kianna's pleading but protective face when she'd stopped him twisted something deep in my gut. She still cared about him, even after everything. Even after I'd handed her the truth on a silver platter at Pearl Street.Kianna's always weak, always…and that's why I tried to help her become tougher, but she thought I was harsh on her.I pulled into the garage, the door rumbling shut behind me like a final curtain on the night's shitshow. The house was dark but felt empty. My Dad must probably be outside for one of his illegal deals or out on some busi
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