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CHAPTER TWENTY FIVE
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AvelineThe moon was high—cold and distant, a silent witness to my rebellion.My heart thundered against my ribs as I crept through the Black Fang estate like a ghost, sticking to shadows, avoiding every creaking board and flickering light. Every footstep felt deafening. Every breath was a countdown.Matteo’s scent lingered in the halls, stubborn as smoke. It clung to the walls, the air, and even me. My wolf whimpered quietly in protest with every step away from him, but I shoved her down. I had to.This was the only way to survive.The symbol I left behind wasn’t much—just a single obsidian feather, placed on the windowsill of his war room. It was from the pendant I used to wear before all of this. He’d find it. And when he did, he’d know I was gone—not kidnapped. Not dead.Gone by choice.The eastern gate loomed ahead, a sliver of freedom wrapped in steel. The amulet Knox had given me burned against my chest, humming with faint magic. As promised, there was no scent trail left behin
The Biker Alpha’s Hated Mate CHAPTER TWENTY NINE
AvelineThe knock was so soft I almost didn’t hear it.I sat up sharply from my bed, heart already racing. The estate was supposed to be locked down, Matteo’s guards posted at every hallway turn. No visitors. No surprises. No hope.Unless this was the surprise I’d been waiting for.“Who is it?” I whispered, cautious.“It’s Knox.”I didn’t hesitate. I slipped across the room and opened the door, just enough to let him in. He moved like smoke—silent, purposeful, dangerous in that confident way only men like him could be. His hood was up, shadows clinging to him like old friends.“You’re insane,” I muttered. “Someone could’ve seen you.”“They didn’t.” He flashed me a quick grin. “I don’t take chances. Especially not with you.”My arms folded. “You sure about that?”He didn’t answer, just closed the door behind him and turned, his expression shifting into something far more serious.“It’s time, Aveline.”My breath caught. I hadn’t realized how much I’d needed those words until I heard the
The Biker Alpha’s Hated Mate CHAPTER TWENTY SEVEN
MatteoThe chamber echoed with polished boots and fraying tempers. The scent of tension was thick—councilmen murmuring under breath, elders trading disapproving looks, and at the center of it all stood Serafina Moretti, draped in obsidian silk and poison. She sat beside me at the war table like she still belonged there. Like Aveline didn’t exist.“La Vipera,” they still called her. The Viper of Verona. My past, and more than that—an empire-builder in her own right. Her fangs had fed this pack when it was starving, her tongue had saved our lives during those early deals with syndicates that wouldn’t blink twice before burying a pack under concrete and blood.But now, she was circling again. And this time, her fangs were aimed at Aveline.“You’re being weakened,” Serafina said calmly, twirling a crystal glass of dark vermouth as if we were at some wine-tasting, not a council meeting. “That girl… Carrington. She is a risk.”“She’s my mate,” I said evenly.“You didn’t choose her. Fate for
The Biker Alpha’s Hated Mate CHAPTER TWENTY SEVEN
MatteoThe chamber echoed with polished boots and fraying tempers. The scent of tension was thick—councilmen murmuring under breath, elders trading disapproving looks, and at the center of it all stood Serafina Moretti, draped in obsidian silk and poison. She sat beside me at the war table like she still belonged there. Like Aveline didn’t exist.“La Vipera,” they still called her. The Viper of Verona. My past, and more than that—an empire-builder in her own right. Her fangs had fed this pack when it was starving, her tongue had saved our lives during those early deals with syndicates that wouldn’t blink twice before burying a pack under concrete and blood.But now, she was circling again. And this time, her fangs were aimed at Aveline.“You’re being weakened,” Serafina said calmly, twirling a crystal glass of dark vermouth as if we were at some wine-tasting, not a council meeting. “That girl… Carrington. She is a risk.”“She’s my mate,” I said evenly.“You didn’t choose her. Fate for
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MatteoThe room reeked of smoke, sweat, and steel—just the way I liked it. Beneath the estate, deep in the old vaults carved before the first war, the Black Fang council gathered. The stone walls had been retrofitted with high-end tech, but the bones of the room remained ancient, primal. A reminder of what we were before the money, the bikes, the blood-stained suits.I sat at the head of the obsidian table, leather cut draped over my chair like a crown I never asked for. My men flanked me—Ezra Vale to my right, calm and deadly as ever, knuckles tattooed with words that had drawn blood more times than I could count. Lucio Garza stood to the left, flipping through a digital report on his sleek black tablet, his slicked-back hair and thousand-dollar watch a sharp contrast to Ezra’s raw brutality.“The last two runs out of Edgepoint were compromised,” Lucio said, tapping a screen. “Cameras went black. The convoy was intercepted at the bridge, and we lost three crates of silver-grade weapo
The Biker Alpha’s Hated Mate CHAPTER TWENTY FIVE
AvelineI stood still long after Matteo left me there—barefoot and seething, his scent lingering in the chill morning air like gunpowder after a spark.He didn’t kiss me.He wanted to. I saw it in the way his eyes darkened, in how his hand trembled against my jaw, hovering on the edge of surrender.But he didn’t.And I wasn’t sure if I was relieved or disappointed.The sun was rising now, splashing its light across the estate like a mocking promise. Another day. Another test. Another game of survival. But for one brief second, I’d seen a crack in his armor—a flicker of the man behind the Alpha, the fire-wielding tyrant, the one who used pain like currency and power like a leash.I’d touched his humanity.And he’d run from it.My wolf stirred in my chest, unsettled, confused. She didn’t understand why our mate resisted. She didn’t care about bloodlines or curses. She just wanted. But I couldn’t afford to think like her. Because desire made people soft, and softness got you killed.I to
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