Library

Search

Home / YA/TEEN / Two hot Alphas bet on the biker-widow mate / Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

All Chapters of Two hot Alphas bet on the biker-widow mate: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

168 Chapters

Chapter 31

Gabriel's POVThe sound of hushed voices outside my bedroom door pulls me from sleep. I can hear my mother's voice, strained and emotional, mixing with my father's deeper tones. Something's wrong. The way they're talking—urgent, secretive—sends an uncomfortable chill through me.I swing my legs over the side of the bed, running a hand through my disheveled hair. The digital clock on my nightstand glows 7:23 AM. Too early for whatever drama is unfolding outside my door. But the tension in their voices is impossible to ignore.What now? I think, frustrated. First, I lose the race to some mysterious rider who came out of nowhere. Then Paxton nearly gets us both killed with his insane stunt. Now my parents are having some kind of crisis meeting outside my room like I'm still a child who can't handle adult conversations.I stand up and walk to the door, pressing my ear against the cool wood. My mother's voice is shaky, almost tearful."How could you keep this from me, Richard? How could yo

Last Updated : 2025-08-17

CHAPTER 32

Paxton's POVI can't stop smiling as I walk toward our small house. The conversation with the mysterious racer didn't go as I wanted, but I got something she didn't know she gave me. When she turned her head quickly to escape, a few strands of long dark hair slipped out from under her helmet. It's not much, but it's a clue.Finally, something to work with. The excitement bubbles in my chest. Everyone at school won't shut up about how amazing this anonymous racer is. I'm getting tired of hearing it. She's good, I'll give her that, but the way people talk about her like she's some racing goddess is annoying.I chased her for miles through the back streets, but she knew the area better than I thought. One second, her taillight was right there; the next she vanished down some alley I didn't even know existed. Frustrating as hell, but at least I got that hair.Dark, almost black, and longer than most girls wear. I replay the moment in my head. The way it caught the streetlight before she sp

Last Updated : 2025-08-20

Chapter 33

Paxton's POVMy cheek still stings from Mom's slap as I pace back and forth in our cramped living room. The floorboards creak under my feet with each step, and I can hear Gabriel's father's car engine starting outside. The expensive purr of his luxury vehicle is so different from the rough sounds of our neighborhood—old trucks backfiring, motorcycles with broken mufflers, kids shouting in the street.Something's not right here. The feeling gnaws at my gut like a hungry animal. Mom's never lied to me before, not about important stuff. But the way she looked when Gabriel's father mentioned family, the way her face went pale—there's something big she's been hiding.I stop pacing and turn to face her. She's standing by the window, watching Gabriel's father's black sedan pull away. Her shoulders are slumped, and she looks older than her forty-three years. The afternoon light streaming through our thin curtains shows every line of worry on her face."Mom," I say, trying to keep my voice ca

Last Updated : 2025-09-03

Chapter 34

Carlota's POVI push through the front door with three heavy grocery bags in my arms, the plastic handles cutting into my fingers. The weight of them feels good though—solid proof of what I accomplished last night. The prize money from the race is tucked safely in my pocket, more cash than I've seen in months.I actually did it. Pride swells in my chest as I set the bags down on our small kitchen counter. I won that race against Gabriel and Paxton, against all those other riders with their fancy bikes and expensive gear. Me, with Dad's old bike and his racing suit.The kitchen looks different with actual food in it. Fresh bread, real milk instead of the powdered stuff, some decent meat for dinner. I even bought Mom's favorite tea—the expensive kind she never lets herself get because it costs too much.She's going to notice. The realization hits me like cold water. Mom keeps track of every penny we spend. She'll want to know where I got the money for all this food.I start unpacking q

Last Updated : 2025-09-05

Chapter 35

Paxton's POVIt's a new school week, and the anger from yesterday still burns in my chest like acid. I can barely focus on anything else except finding Gabriel. The conversation with Mom keeps replaying in my head – her confession about Gabriel's father, the way she looked when she said she might consider his proposal. The thought makes my stomach churn.I walk through the campus with my bag slung over my shoulder, but it feels heavier today. Everything feels heavier. The weight of secrets, lies, and a truth I never asked for. My eyes scan the usual spots where Gabriel hangs out with his crew, but he's nowhere to be seen.The courtyard is empty of his presence. The parking lot where all the expensive cars gather – nothing. Even the cafeteria where he usually holds court like some kind of king is Gabriel-free. My jaw clenches as frustration builds inside me.I pull out my phone and text Tony, one of my most reliable guys. "Find Gabriel. Send me his location when you spot him."The res

Last Updated : 2025-09-14

Chapter 36

Gabriel's POVI had followed my father yesterday. The curiosity was eating me alive, and I needed to see for myself who this supposed stepbrother was. When his car pulled up to that run-down neighborhood, when he stepped out and walked to that shabby little house, my stomach twisted with disgust.And when I saw him talking to Paxton's mother – that woman with her tired eyes and cheap clothes – something inside me snapped. This was my father's big secret? This was the family he'd abandoned us for, even if just for a moment all those years ago?Now, standing here with Paxton's hands around my collar, blood dripping from my nose, I feel that same disgust mixed with rage."Fine," I had said, my voice barely above a whisper. "But you're not going to like what I have to tell you."Paxton's grip loosens slightly, his eyes narrowing. "Try me."I wipe the blood from my face with my free hand, tasting the metallic bitterness on my lips. The room around us is destroyed – computers overturned, p

Last Updated : 2025-12-15

Chapter 37

Paxton's POVI wait until the last bell rings and the campus empties out before I finally move. My body aches from this morning's beating, but the bruises are already fading faster than they should. I need to be careful about that – can't let anyone notice how quickly I heal.The sun is setting as I walk through the streets, my hands shoved deep in my jacket pockets. Everything Gabriel said keeps replaying in my head like a broken record. His words about Mom, about us being nothing to each other, about never accepting me even as a slave. The hatred in his voice when he said it.Maybe he's right. Maybe we are nothing to each other.By the time I reach downtown, it's completely dark. The neon signs of bars and clubs cast colorful shadows on the wet pavement. I stop in front of a dive bar called Murphy's – the kind of place where nobody asks questions and the drinks are strong enough to make you forget your problems.The smell of stale beer and cigarettes hits me as I push through the d

Last Updated : 2025-12-15

Chapter 38

Carlota's POVI wait until Mom leaves for work at the Blackwood mansion before I make my move. The morning light filters through our small kitchen window as I finish my coffee, my mind already focused on what I need to accomplish today."I'm going out to get some school supplies," I call out to Mom as she gathers her cleaning supplies by the door.She pauses and looks at me with that worried expression she's been wearing more often lately. "School supplies? What kind of supplies?""Just some notebooks and pens," I lie smoothly. "Maybe some art materials for my design class."Mom nods, but I can see the concern in her eyes. Money is always tight, and she knows it. "Don't spend too much, mija. We need to be careful with our budget.""I know, Mom. I'll be smart about it."She kisses my forehead before heading out. "Be safe. And don't talk to strangers."If only she knew what I was really planning to do.Once I'm sure she's gone, I slip out of the house and make my way to Dad's old shed.

Last Updated : 2025-12-15

Chapter 39

Paxton’s POVI found myself boxed into a corner. Everything happened too fast, and before I even had time to understand what was going on, I was already surrounded. If I wasn't a werewolf, I'd be lying on the ground unconscious by now. But there were too many of them for me to handle. My breathing was heavy. My fists hurt. My vision kept shaking like the ground was moving. I tried to look around, but it was almost like there were ten shadows instead of five. They came at me from every direction. I punched one, kicked another, dodged the third, but the fourth hit me so hard that I felt my bones vibrate.Another hit landed at the side of my head. I groaned, the sound escaping me before I even realized it. The kind of groan that makes you understand you are truly in trouble.If I wasn’t a werewolf, I’d be unconscious by now… maybe even dead, I thought bitterly.I tried to swing again, but my arm felt heavy. My chest burned from the hits. One man grabbed me from behind, locking my arms.

Last Updated : 2025-12-15

Chapter 40

Carlota’s POV I kept smiling in my dreams as the first thing I felt in the morning was someone gently rubbing my arm. I was still half asleep, my face buried inside my pillow, my hair sticking everywhere. I didn’t want to open my eyes yet. My whole body felt heavy, because I didn’t sleep properly. Maybe because my mind was still replaying what happened with Paxton last night. I hope he’s okay, he's not going to find out anything right?“Carlota,” a soft voice called.I recognized it immediately and almost jumped. My mother never wakes me up gently like this. She usually stands at the door and says my name. I opened my eyes slowly and blinked up at her. She was smiling at me which isn't weird but feels weird at the same time. “Good morning, sweetheart,” she said.I frowned a little. “Good morning, Mom… Are you okay?”She laughed quietly. “Of course I’m okay. Why wouldn’t I be?”“Because…” I sat up, rubbing my eyes. “Because you’re smiling at me like you want something.”She placed

Last Updated : 2025-12-15

PREV

...

NEXT

SCAN CODE TO READ ON APP

DMCA.com Protection Status