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The reunion

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last update ปรับปรุงล่าสุด: 2026-01-04 19:56:28

Kianna's PoV:

The snow had turned to slush by the time I trudged back to the dorm from the mysterious building, my boots squelching on the salted sidewalks.

The city lights blurred through the falling flakes, but my mind was sharper than ever—racing, tumbling, questioning every step I'd just taken.

I shoved my hands deeper into my coat pockets, the black card now crumpled in my fist like a talisman I wasn't sure brought luck or curse.

What had I done? Joined hands with a stranger—a masked fig
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  • The Alpha's Claim, The Biker's Desire    The Creep of the unseen

    Kianna's PoV:The dorm room felt like a cage as I shut the door behind me, leaning against it for a moment to catch my breath.The string lights cast a soft, mocking glow over everything—the cluttered desk, Lesley's unmade bed and the half-eaten bag of chips from our last movie night. I peeled off my snow-damp coat and boots, the cold clinging to my skin like a bad dream I couldn't shake. My phone buzzed in my pocket, but I ignored it for now. I needed a minute. Just one minute to process what Mordred had just told me.What type of Game is this man playing with us? It looks like we're just some play dolls or puppets and he's the master.Did I make a mistake by accepting his offer to help me? What if Mordred is right? He's just using us all.I sank onto my bed, knees drawn to my chest, and let the events replay in my mind. The black sedan. The red-dressed girl—still nameless, still enigmatic—leading me through that hidden marketplace like it was her personal kingdom. The stalls with

  • The Alpha's Claim, The Biker's Desire    unseen Trap

    Mordred's PoV:The kiss lingered on my lips long after I'd dropped Kianna back at her dorm, the taste of her—sweet from the cotton candy, warm from the heat we'd built—clinging like a promise I wasn't sure I could keep. I'd held her against that cold metal wall in the changing area, her body arching into mine, her moans vibrating through me like they were my own heartbeat. Weeks of fighting, of silence, of watching her slip away to Maddox—it had all shattered in that moment. Reunion. Redemption. Whatever you wanted to call it, it felt like coming home.But as I rode back to the apartment through the snow-dusted streets, the high faded, replaced by a nagging itch in the back of my mind. Her words in the cafeteria earlier echoed: "Don’t worry about the bond. Everything will be alright." She'd said it with a smile, but her eyes had been distant and guarded. Like she was holding back a storm. Kianna wasn’t the type to brush off something like that—not with the deadline breathing down

  • The Alpha's Claim, The Biker's Desire    The reunion

    Kianna's PoV:The snow had turned to slush by the time I trudged back to the dorm from the mysterious building, my boots squelching on the salted sidewalks. The city lights blurred through the falling flakes, but my mind was sharper than ever—racing, tumbling, questioning every step I'd just taken. I shoved my hands deeper into my coat pockets, the black card now crumpled in my fist like a talisman I wasn't sure brought luck or curse.What had I done? Joined hands with a stranger—a masked figure in a hidden community, surrounded by guards whose faces were concealed just like the stalker from the amusement park. The Boss's auto-tuned voice echoed in my head: "Do nothing. Let the day happen. The day will shock you." Shock me how? By stopping the bond? Severing it? Or something darker, something that would leave scars I couldn't see yet?I climbed the dorm stairs two at a time, the building quiet except for the distant thump of music from someone's room. Lesley was out—probably at a

  • The Alpha's Claim, The Biker's Desire    The Boos behind all Mystery

    Kianna's PoV:I stared at the calendar on my phone, the date glaring back at me like an accusation: It was 18th. Four days more to go. Just four days until the 22nd—until I turned nineteen and the fated-mate bond with Maddox locked into place like a cage door slamming shut. It had crept up so fast like a blink in the chaos of the past weeks. The circus lights, the amusement park rides, the chase that still haunted my dreams—it all blurred together, making time feel like it was slipping through my fingers.The dorm was quiet this afternoon, Lesley was out at her part-time job at the campus bookstore, leaving me alone with the hum of the heater and the faint patter of snow against the window. Winter had fully arrived, blanketing the world in white, but inside my chest, everything felt like a storm. I’d barely slept last night, tossing under the covers as images of the masked stalker from the park replayed: his relentless pursuit, the way he’d vanished into the crowd when we reached s

  • The Alpha's Claim, The Biker's Desire    The Night of Celebration

    Maddox's PoV:I leaned against the cool metal of the lockers long after the hallway had emptied, arms folded tight across my chest, replaying the moment on a loop that felt almost too sweet to be real.Kianna walked into the cafeteria with Mordred.Not just walking, but her hand was lightly on his arm, guiding him like he was something fragile she was worried might break. Her voice was soft, concerned, asking if he’d eaten anything yet. Him looking like absolute hell—pale as paper, dark circles carved deep under his eyes, shoulders hunched like he’d carried the weight of the world all night and still letting her fuss over him.The Irony, he's always acting like a motherfucken baby In front of her, it's sick to watch.And me?I’d given them nothing more than a quick, casual smile. The kind you flash at someone you vaguely recognize from a class two years ago. Polite, distant and completely unbothered.I’d felt Mordred’s stare drill into my back the entire time I walked past their table

  • The Alpha's Claim, The Biker's Desire    The Doubtful Behavior

    Kianna's PoV:I flopped back onto my bed in the dorm, the mattress creaking under me like it shared my exhaustion. The room was dimly lit by the string lights Lesley had strung up for "cozy vibes," casting a soft glow over the posters on the wall—band flyers, motivational quotes and a collage of photos from better days. My helmet hair was a mess, and my cheeks still stung from the cold wind of the ride home in Kristen's car. Mordred had followed with his bike to make sure I got back safe, waving from the parking lot before heading off. Tonight had been… magical, in a way I hadn’t expected. The circus stunts, the amusement park rides, the laughter that felt genuine for the first time in weeks. But now, alone in the quiet, the high was fading, and the shadows were creeping back in.I pulled off my boots and tossed them by the door, then sank against the pillows, staring at the ceiling. The chase at the park replayed in my mind like a bad movie on loop. That guy in the black hoodie

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