All Chapters of His to Break: The Biker Alpha's Hated Mate: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

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CHAPTER TWENTY ONE

LIORA'S Point of viewThe next morning, I jolted upright to the sharp crash of glass hitting the floor.My heart thudded as my eyes flew open but I was still on the sofa and blanket tangled around my legs. Cheek pressed against the cushion I’d buried my face in sometime after he’d barked his last order at me.But the sound wasn’t from a dream.Draven stood near the dresser, half-dressed, bare-chested, eyes blazing with silent fury. His right arm hung stiffly at his side, shoulder wrapped in bandages that peeked through his open shirt. A shattered water glass lay at his feet.He looked like a man ready to burn the whole house down.“Get up.”The words weren’t shouted, but they cracked like a slap.I shot to my feet, still blinking the haze of sleep from my eyes.“I...I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to...”He turned sharply. “Don’t talk. Just fucking move.”I flinched, and silence bloomed between us, thick and cold.“I can’t get this damn shirt on with one arm,” he ground out, holding it toward

Last Updated : 2025-07-31

CHAPTER TWENTY TWO

DRAVEN'S Point of ViewThe moment she knelt to clean the broken glass, I should have looked away.But I didn’t.Liora's hair fell forward, the strands loose and dark, catching light like ink spilled across the floor. Her small fingers moved cautiously, sweeping the shards into her palm with the same care she gave my bandaged arm, too careful, too soft, like I was still worth preserving. Like she hadn’t learned her lesson yet.“Sweetheart,” Ms. Blackwood’s voice cooed beside me, dragging my gaze from the girl who should’ve meant nothing.I turned toward her, jaw clenched tight.“Should I help you back into bed?” she asked, already rising, her hand skimming over my thigh. “You need to rest that shoulder.”I gave a half-nod, and she took that as permission.“Liora,” I barked. My tone dropped like a blade.She flinched.“Leave.”She froze mid-motion, fingers curled around a sliver of glass, still kneeling.“I...” Her lips parted, but no words came.Ms. Blackwood was already pulling me up

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CHAPTER TWENTY THREE

My jaw clenched so tight it cracked. That fucking bastard.He was standing way too close. Closer than any man had a right to be near her. His hand moved like he might touch her arm or worse, her face. And that smile… like he knew something I didn’t. Like he thought he had a shot. And she wasn’t flinching. She wasn’t backing away. She was listening to him.My blood boiled. Heat shot up from my ribs like wildfire. My muscles twitched under the bandages barely holding me together. I didn’t care. I’d tear them open again if it meant I could slam my fist through Lucas’s smug face.I pushed forward. My first step wobbled, pain screaming through my body. My arm burned like fire, a sharp reminder of how useless I was right now. I couldn’t even raise my hand without pain shooting down to my fingertips.“Alpha?” a voice called from behind probably one of the guards but I didn’t answer.I kept going.I gripped the stair rail so hard my knuckles went white. Every step felt like thunder pounding i

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CHAPTER TWENTY FOUR

Liora’s Point of ViewHis eyes dropped to my lips. I didn’t move and I almost didn’t breathe. His hand lifted halfway like he might touch me, but stopped. His fingers curled into a fist instead, knuckles white and trembling. “Don’t make me lose control,” he said, voice raw, like it scraped from the inside of his chest.The distance hit like a slap. Colder than I expected. “Don’t forget what I said,” he muttered, voice hoarse. “You're here because I allow it.”And just like that, he turned around and walked away.Didn’t look back and didn’t stop. The heavy echo of his boots on the tile was the only thing left of him when he vanished around the corner.I stood there frozen, my arms clenched tight at my sides, everything in me screaming in silence. My chest burned, and my throat ached like I’d swallowed fire but I refused to cry.Not this time.A moment later, soft footsteps came from the hall. Then a gentler voice than his ever was.“Liora,” Luna said softly.I didn’t turn. Not yet. I

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CHAPTER TWENTY FIVE

Draven’s Point of ViewI wanted to drown in the bottle. To empty it down my fucking throat until I couldn’t think, couldn’t feel. Until her face stopped bleeding into every corner of my mind. I didn’t want this.I didn’t want her.I poured another glass of wine, sloshing it too fast and spilling over the rim. Didn’t care. I didn’t even taste it anymore. Just bitterness. Just heat. Just something to shut up the chaos storming behind my ribs.This wasn’t about jealousy. No. It wasn’t about her soft lips parting when she looked at me like she wanted to be kissed. Or how her voice trembled when she lied and said she was fine. This wasn’t about how she looked at Lucas like he was the only person who gave a damn whether she lived or died.No, fuck no. This was about control.This was about putting the daughter of Alaric Hale in her place beneath me, broken, owned.That’s why I brought her here.That’s why I made her sleep on the damn sofa.So why the fuck couldn’t I stop imagining her in my

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CHAPTER TWENTY SIX

Liora’s Point of ViewThe door clicked behind me, and I stood in the hallway, numb.But it didn’t take long. Seconds, maybe. Before my vision blurred and the warmth in my chest spread like wildfire through my throat. I blinked hard. Then again. But the tears came anyway, and I had no strength left to stop them.Draven’s voice still echoed in my ears."You're polluting the room with your stench."Every word felt like glass in my lungs.I moved on instinct, walking through the hallway with no real destination. Just needing to be far from him. Far from the suffocating walls of that room. My bare feet made no sound against the polished floors, but inside me, a storm raged loud and merciless.My hands trembled at my sides, and I clutched the hem of my dress to keep them from showing. But I couldn’t stop my shoulders from shaking. Couldn’t stop the ache that clawed up my throat until my lips parted and a sob slipped free.And that’s when I saw him.Lucas.He was leaning against the wall, ar

Last Updated : 2025-08-04

CHAPTER TWENTY SEVEN

It was Luna. I turned slowly to face her, trying to keep my face neutral, but I knew I looked like hell. The wind had tangled my hair, and my eyes were swollen from crying. She saw all of it. Saw right through me like always.“I just needed some air,” I said softly, unable to meet her eyes.She glanced past me, toward the trees behind the pack house. “He’s looking for you, Liora.”My heart stuttered.Luna stepped forward, lowering her voice. “And he’s mad. Real mad. He asked for you twice already, then broke a whiskey glass when no one answered.”I swallowed hard, pulse thundering in my ears. “Did… did he ask where I went?”“No. But it won’t take him long to figure it out.” Her gaze sharpened. “Especially if he catches even a trace of another wolf on you.”It’s Lucas. I stepped back instinctively, the panic clawing up my throat. My eyes darted to the hallway, to the doors, the staircase anywhere he might appear.“Luna…” My voice cracked. “You have to help me.”“I’m already helping you

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CHAPTER TWENTY EIGHT

Draven didn’t answer my question. His jaw clenched hard enough to crack bone. Then, just like that, his fury roared.“Do your fucking job,” he snapped, stepping back like my presence was poison.“Clean this pack house from top to bottom. If you leave again, if you even think of stepping outside with him, I swear, Liora, I’ll make sure the punishment is something you won’t survive.”My breath hitched because I know he meant it.There was no softness left. No moment of humanity. Only cold, controlled madness coiled beneath his skin like a beast biding its time.“Go,” he barked.I didn’t move. I should have. But I stood there for a heartbeat too long and frozen in place. My lips trembled, and I wanted so badly to ask why. Why he couldn’t stop hating me. Why I had to suffer for things I never did. Why he let the bond rot between us when it could’ve been something sacred.But he turned his back on me, as if the conversation was over.So I left and I cleaned. Not because he told me to but b

Last Updated : 2025-08-05

CHAPTER TWENTY NINE

Draven’s voice exploded through the courtyard like a thunderclap.“Enough.”The sound of it rooted the maids where they stood, freezing them mid-blow. Zena’s hand was still tangled in my hair, and Marla’s grip still crushed my wrist. But their faces turned ghost-pale the moment they saw who was standing just a few feet away.Alpha Draven. The storm.His eyes locked on them like the barrel of a loaded gun, dark, savage, completely unhinged. His chest heaved, lips drawn back, jaw clenched so tight it looked like it might snap.He looked ready to kill.Zena was the first to speak, her voice trembling. “A-Alpha, it’s not what it looks like…”“No?” His voice dropped low, dangerous. “Then what exactly does it look like to you, Zena?”Her mouth opened, but no words came out.“Because to me,” he snarled, stalking forward, “it looks like you’re laying your filthy hands on my wife.”He shoved Zena off me with one hand, and she stumbled back so fast she nearly tripped over her laundry basket. I

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CHAPTER THIRTY

His voice struck again like the cold snap of a whip against my spine. I froze mid-step, hand braced against the doorframe. My body trembled despite how tightly I clenched my fists, my back still turned to him.I didn’t dare face him. Not now. Not after everything he said.His boots echoed behind me. “Don’t think I defended you because you deserved it.”I stiffened.He came closer, stopping so near I could feel the heat of his breath against the back of my neck. The air between us turned sharp, suffocating.“I didn’t stop them because I give a damn about you,” he said, voice thick with venom. “I stopped them because no one lays a hand on what’s mine. Not Zena. Not Marla. Not anyone.”My throat tightened.“No one touches you but me,” he went on, slower now, each word deliberate. “No one makes you cry but me. No one breaks you but me.”I turned my head slightly, enough to catch his reflection in the window beside the door. His face was hard, unyielding. His jaw set like stone.“I…” My vo

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