All Chapters of The Biker Alpha's Secret Baby : Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

Aliyah’s POV Tracy’s eyes blazed as she rounded on her sister. “Jennie, shut your mouth right now. You have no idea what she’s been through.”Jennie only rolled her eyes. “Please, everyone has seen it, it’s not like she can hide forever.”The air in my lungs felt heavy, suffocating. I couldn’t move, couldn’t breathe. All I wanted was the ground to open and swallow me.But then Tracy stepped closer, her voice fierce. “Aliyah, don’t listen to her. My sister can be cruel, but she doesn’t know you. I know you. And I stand with you.”Something inside me cracked then. It's not in weakness, but in gratitude. My eyes filled with tears, and I bit my lip hard to stop them from falling.Jennie huffed and turned on her heel, storming off with her phone still in her hand. “Whatever. Waste of time.”Tracy turned back to me immediately, her face apologetic. “Aliyah, I’m so sorry. I didn’t know she’d say something like that. She’s… she’s obsessed with social media, with trends. She thinks tearing o

Aliyah's' POV He studied me for a long moment, then nodded slowly, like he didn’t believe me but wouldn’t press yet. “So why here?” I asked, shifting the conversation.“Because I don’t believe in coincidences,” he said. “You. Me. The way we keep crossing paths.”The words made my throat tighten. He didn’t know how dangerous it was for me to be around him, not just because of my secret, but because of the strange pull he carried, one I didn’t want to feel, not now, not with everything at stake.“You’re imagining it,” I murmured, looking away.“Am I?”Thirty minutes stretched between us. We didn’t train, not really. Instead, we circled each other in words and silence. Him asking quiet, probing questions, me deflecting, keeping every response guarded, measured. The secret under my skin throbbed like a second heartbeat, but I didn’t let it slip.Then the slam of a door echoed across the field.“Aliyah!”My body stiffened.Cohen.He stormed toward us, his face red with fury, his voice sh

Aliyah's POV I forced a laugh that cracked at the edges. “You’re imagining things.”“Maybe,” he said, though I could tell he didn’t believe me.I hurried into the locker room before he could say more. Alone, I pressed my hand to my belly, tears stinging my eyes. He was getting too close, far too close. And the secret I carried was a fire that would burn us both if he ever found out.Still, despite everything I told myself, despite the walls I tried to build, I couldn’t shake the memory of his voice, low and certain. What you think of me matters more than all of them combined.And that terrified me more than any curse Cohen could ever invent.Four days later, life had taken on a rhythm I never expected. Training beside Asher had become something I couldn’t ignore. At first, I had tried to convince myself that it was only coincidence, that his timing matched mine, that his interest in racing alongside me was casual. But the more time we spent on the track together, the more undeniable

Aliyah’s POVPain throbbed through every inch of my body. My ribs ached with every breath, my face burned where his hands had struck, and my arms felt heavy, bruised, and useless. Cohen had hurt me so badly that I could barely feel my own skin. My vision blurred from the tears that had dried on my cheeks hours ago, leaving behind the bitter taste of salt and despair.He had tried again, forcing his weight on me, trying to take what was never his. His breath had reeked of whiskey and cruelty as I twisted and fought beneath him. I bit his arm when he tried to kiss me, and he slapped me hard across the face, snarling like an animal.“Stop fighting me,” he growled, his voice a low rumble that made my stomach twist. “You owe me this, Aliyah.”“I owe you nothing,” I cried, my voice breaking. “Let me go. Please, let me go.”He only laughed, the sound dark and hollow. “You think anyone is coming to save you? You think your Asher can find you? You’re mine now.”He forced my wrists back down, p

Aliyah's POVThe pain hit first, sharp, hot, and deep, running through every nerve in my body. My breath came out in short, uneven gasps as I blinked against the harsh light spilling from the ceiling. My body ached as if I had been crushed by a mountain. Every inch of me screamed in pain, every breath burned my chest.I tried to move, but the ropes around my wrists had bruised my skin, and my legs trembled with weakness. My stomach felt heavy, sore. The first thought that flashed through my mind wasn’t about Cohen, or the pain, or even myself. It was about the life inside me.The baby.I closed my eyes, panic tightening my throat. “Please,” I whispered hoarsely. “Please, Moon Goddess… save us. Don’t let anything happen to my baby.”The sound of footsteps made my heart stop.Cohen.He was humming. Humming as if this was all some kind of game. The door creaked open, and his shadow fell over me. His shirt was half-unbuttoned, his hair messy, his eyes wild with a madness that made bile ri