All Chapters of The Biker Alpha's Secret Baby : Chapter 1 - Chapter 5

Aliyah’s POVThe wind whipped against my face as I ran through the heart of the Shadow Claw Pack, the moonless sky cloaking my pain, the gravel beneath my bare feet tearing into my skin. But I didn’t stop. I couldn’t. My lungs burned. My breathing hitched. My throat tasted of salt and blood—but the tears just wouldn’t stop.I didn’t care that the guards at the southern boundary stared as I passed. Or that Elder Marcus shouted something behind me. Nothing mattered anymore.Everything was unraveling.Cohen.The name echoed in my mind like a curse.I had given him everything. Every smile. Every kiss. Every part of me that was soft, pure, and believing. I could still remember the first time he said “I love you”—we were sixteen, lying on the hill behind the Crescent Training Grounds, laughing at the stars and dreaming of running our own warrior school.I gave him my heart. My trust. My soul.And now…“No,” I gasped, slowing to a walk, my chest heaving. I clutched my stomach as I staggered

Aliyah’s POVThe wind nipped against my face as I stood before the grand, graffiti-laced gate of M Spring Boots Racing Club. The rusted hinges creaked as I pushed it open, revealing a row of glossy motorbikes lined like soldiers at war. Engines purred in the background, the smell of grease and rubber mixing with the sharp scent of fresh-cut grass.My fingers curled tightly around the straps of my helmet. It felt like it weighed a thousand pounds on my palm. Every part of me wanted to turn around. But Papa’s words haunted me."You’re a loser if you give up with your life because of this downfall."I walked in, ignoring the whispers. A few steps further, and the first mocking voice pierced the air."Look who decided to show up. The Omega with no wolf and a bruised ego."More laughter followed. My back stiffened. The girls stood in clusters, draped in leather jackets, flaunting their sleek bikes and the arrogance that came with having a wolf form. Their eyes glinted with amusement. They

Aliyah’s POV It gave room for the guilt to crawl back in. Every time I closed my eyes, I heard Cohen’s laughter echoing in my head.“Better back off now… or you’ll lose your face very badly.”I had believed him. Worse, I had let him convince me that I didn’t belong. That I would never be enough.Until I heard the growl of a bike engine cutting through the wind.I froze, heart thumping. No one came here—this was well beyond the border of Ember Pack. I chose this place because I wanted to disappear.The engine cut off.Boots hit gravel.And then he appeared.Asher Moretti.Black boots. Dark jeans. A leather jacket clinging to muscles like it was custom-made for danger. His hair was damp from the drizzle, and the moment our eyes met, my breath hitched.Of all the people to find me..."I was just passing through," he said casually, as if the sight of me didn't surprise him. "Thought I’d stop for some water."I blinked, gripping the fishing rod like it was a weapon. “This beach is a long