All Chapters of THE ALPHA BIKER'S QUEEN: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

SONG OF THE CHAPTER: Animal I have become- Three Days Grace. IVARA'S POV: The neon sign flickers above the rusted roadhouse, buzzing like a dying insect. Its pale red light cuts through the darkness of the desert highway, painting jagged shadows across cracked asphalt. The engines roar, and the air smells of gasoline, sweat, and wet asphalt. I pull my leather jacket tighter around me, not that it will hide the way my hands are shaking. It's not from fear but from anger and the heat of anticipation coiling in my chest like a live wire. “Stay put,” my father, Kael, growls behind me, his hand pressing against my shoulder. His dark eyes gleam with that same cold pride that always makes my skin crawl. “Watch and learn. This is what strength looks like.” I bite back a retort, though the words burn my tongue. I’ve learned over the years that arguing with him is like swinging at a wall which is basically pointless, and sometimes painful. But my blood boils anyway. Watching

SONG OF THE CHAPTER: Control by HalseyIVARA'S POV: The air hums with whispers. Everywhere I go, I can feel it, their eyes darting toward me, voices dropping when I enter a room. The Voss pack is full of gossip as usual, but now, I notice it from both sides: Dravens. My father’s rival pack. Even from the human bikers who linger near the outskirts, there’s a murmur, a prickle of tension that raises goosebumps on my skin.Something is happening. I feel the pulse before I see it; the pull, subtle but sharp, dragging at the edges of my control and I hate it. Every fiber of me screams to resist, to deny, to bury it deep where it can’t touch me but the world refuses to comply. Rumors ripple like wildfire: the Alpha’s interest in Kael’s daughter, the tension between them, the bond. I hear snatches, “Did you see him looking at her?”, “She doesn’t belong there. She’s dangerous.” The words taste bitter in my mouth. I clench my fists, letting the cool metal of my bracelet bite i

SONG OF THE CHAPTER : Monster by Imagine DragonsIVARA'S POV: The morning smells like ash and gasoline, the remnants of last night’s chaos clinging to everything. Smoke curls from the edges of burned tires where hunters tried and failed to claim our wolves. My wolf growls beneath my ribs, restless, furious, demanding motion. I can’t ignore it, but I must. I must pretend everything is normal, even though nothing feels normal anymore. Rumors are already spreading. I hear snatches of whispers as I walk past the Voss pack’s gathering hall: Did you see her last night? The Alpha was like a wolf with her… Is she really his mate? My hands curl into fists, nails digging into my palms. I will not give them anything to talk about. I am Kael’s daughter. I am Voss royalty. And I am not his mate. Yet, the pull nags at me, relentless, teasing. My wolf trembles beneath my skin, urging me to feel what I refuse to name. I slip into the garage before anyone can corner me, trying to

SONG OF THE CHAPTER: “I Hate Everything About You” By Three Days GraceIVARA'S POV: I can feel the weight of their stares before I even step out of the cabin. The air is thicker today, buzzing with whispers that slip through cracks in doors and around corners like smoke. Wolves don’t need phones to spread rumors, we’ve got sharper ears than any gossip line and right now, every single one of those ears is tuned to me.“Ronan let her live.”“She must’ve used something on him.”“Maybe she’s a witch. Or worse, maybe she wants him.” I grit my teeth until my jaw aches. Wolves crouch near the fire pit, sharpening knives, tinkering with guns, pretending they’re too busy to talk but leaning just enough so I catch every poisonous word. I tell myself I don’t care. That I’ve spent my life swimming in hatred; Kael’s lessons, Kael’s training, Kael’s never-ending tirades about the Bloodfangs. It’s supposed to make me stronger, not weaker. But the truth? Every murmur feels like claws dig

SONG OF THE CHAPTER: “The Kill” by Thirty Seconds to MarsIVARA'S POV:They’re talking about me. I can feel it in the way the camp buzzes when I walk through, whispers curling behind me like cigarette smoke. Words dart from mouth to mouth; traitor, wolf-slut, curse. I keep my chin up, my boots crunching against the gravel, pretending their stares don’t burn like hot knives down my back. But I know that they know.Somebody saw me riding last night. Somebody saw him chasing me and now it’s all over both packs.~~ Kael’s voice is waiting for me inside his cabin, sharp as a whip before the door even shuts.“You shame me.” I stop in the doorway. He’s at the table, maps and bottles scattered in front of him, but his eyes are pinned on me, cold and merciless. “Good morning to you too,” I say, forcing my voice light. “Or is it afternoon? Hard to keep track when your father greets you with an execution speech instead of coffee.” His fist slams against the wood, rattling the bo