Semua Bab His to Break: The Biker Alpha's Hated Mate: Bab 11 - Bab 20

LIORA'S Point of view“Are you jealous, my slave?” he said it low, like a threat. “Did it hurt watching me give someone else what you’ll never be worth?”“I said no. No, I don’t feel jealous.” The words scraped out.I didn’t know if I was lying to him or to myself. My lips moved, but the pain never left my chest. It twisted deeper the more I pictured her hands on him, her mouth breathing his name, her body where mine never belonged.I couldn’t let him see it. Couldn’t let him see how broken I was, how badly I wanted to rip the image out of my mind. So I stayed silent. Let the lie rot between us.He didn’t take it well.“You’re a liar,” he snarled.Before I could breathe, his hand closed around my throat. Not enough to choke, but enough to warn. His fingers pressed in, jaw locked with fury, eyes cutting through me.“You want to play the silent game?” he growled. “You think I don’t see it written all over your face?”I said nothing. Didn’t flinch. Just stood there, spine stiff, holding

LIORA’S Point of viewPeople screamed and engines still roared, but none of it mattered.I stood frozen as the crowd scattered. Smoke hung in the air. My body felt numb. I couldn't look away from the wreck where Draven had crashed. The motorcycle was twisted. He wasn’t moving. I waited for him to get up but he didn’t.My heart pounded hard enough to hurt. My chest tightened. My knees nearly gave out, but I stayed upright. Men ran to him and someone shouted for help. Sirens wailed in the distance.They pulled him from the wreck. He looked lifeless. His head hung limp. Blood stained his face.They carried him quickly and he wasn’t awake.“No,” I whispered, starting to run. “Wait!”The ambulance doors slammed shut.It sped off. I stood shaking, watching the red lights fade.Then I ran.I didn’t know where. I just knew I had to find help. I had no phone, no way to follow.So I went back to the pack house.I burst through the gates, lungs burning, hands stained with dirt and smoke. My legs

LIORA'S Point of viewI rinsed the cloth, wrung it out, and wiped the side table, careful not to disturb the wires snaking into his bruised body. The machines beeped softly. The room smelled like antiseptic and something colder, rejection.I felt his eyes on me again. Heavy. Unreadable.I didn’t look up.His silence was sharper than any insult he could throw.Still, I asked quietly, “Do you need something?”The door burst open behind me.Heels clacked hard against the tiles.“What the hell is she doing here?” a sharp voice snapped.I turned slowly, already knowing who it was.Ms. Blackwood stood in the doorway, dressed like she hadn’t just come from a hospital. Silk blouse, perfect lipstick, not a strand of hair out of place. She looked straight at me, then at Draven like she expected him to explain why the trash hadn’t been taken out.I straightened without meaning to.She didn’t look at me when she said, “I was told your wife was in here. I didn’t realize it was her.”Draven’s eyes

LIORA’S Point of view “How the hell do you know that already?” Luna asked, stunned.The guard pulled a device from his belt, sleek and black. It wasn’t like any human hospital tech. “Encrypted frequency. Direct line to the Steelfang Riders' security force.”I blinked. Wait… the pack could speak directly to the guards in a human hospital?Luna didn’t look surprised. Just angry that it came to this.I stared at the guard, breath catching. “That’s… that’s how Alpha Draven knows everything? Even here?”“He never leaves the pack blind,” the guard answered. “He may be injured, but he knows every move the second it happens.”A chill ran down my spine. The rumors were true. Steelfang Riders didn’t just operate in the shadows. They ran with a grip that extended beyond the pack borders. Even here, in a human city, their Alpha’s reach never loosened.“We need to get home,” Luna said, already turning.The guard tossed her a set of keys. “Black SUV in the west parking lot. Code’s 418.”“We’re not

My fingers clenched into fists. I didn’t want to go in. Something in me screamed don’t. This wasn’t the old pack house. This wasn’t familiar.This was something else.I flinched when I heard footsteps behind me.“Liora,” a soft voice called, warm and familiar. I turned sharply, eyes wide. “Luna?”She approached calmly, barefoot, her soft curls dancing in the wind, a light shawl wrapped around her shoulders. Her presence instantly soothed me, though I hated how much relief I felt just seeing her."Where are we?"I panicked.“Calm down,” Luna said, gently taking my hand. “It’s okay. You’re safe now.”I hesitated. My throat tightened. “This isn’t the pack house… Where are we? Why did they take me here?”“This is the pack house now,” she said calmly, brushing her hand down my arm to settle my nerves.“Draven moved us here after the last attack. The rogues knew too much about the old location ,its tunnels, our routes, even our infirmary layout. It wasn’t safe anymore.”I blinked, still str