All Chapters of Stepbrothers Are Alpha Bikers And My Mates: Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

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We fight

Damian's POV Jaxon crouches beside me, his face pale with his eyes fixed forward.“It can’t be what I’m thinking,” he mutters under his breath. His voice is low, but it cuts through the silence.I keep my gaze locked ahead. I don’t answer.Jaxon shifts closer, his shoulder brushing mine. “How does Aurora have a sister?” he mutters like the thought itself is dangerous.I clench my fists. My claws threaten to break skin. My chest burns with something I don’t want to name.“Quiet,” I growl. My voice is sharper than I intend but I don’t take it back.Because Blackfang might hear and In front of him, chained, beaten, but unbroken is a girl that is almost the exact copy of Aurora.Her chin is raised high, her lips tilts with a smirk that doesn’t belong on someone in chains.And she laughs, the sound makes something twist in me. It makes Blackfang’s eyes darken.“Tell me,” Blackfang thunders, his voice so loud it shakes the ice. “Who is the MoonMarked between you both?”The girl tilts her h

Last Updated : 2025-09-24

I want everything from you

Rory's POV The door pushed open with a low creak. I snapped my head up, my pulse hammering in my ears as Dante stepped in tall as ever, his eyes sweeping the room. His gaze landed on me, standing stiff in the corner. I was fully dressed now, the sheet gone, my arms folded tight against my chest.He didn’t waste time. “Let’s go,” he said, his voice clipped.I didn’t move at first. My legs wanted to stay rooted where I was but he was already striding forward and reaching for me. His hand closed around my arm, firm and unrelenting.I stumbled when he pulled me catching myself before I fell. Every step toward the door felt heavier, my body dragging while his grip refused to loosen.“Don’t touch me like that,” I hissed, trying to jerk my arm free.But he didn’t answer. He didn’t even look at me. His pace was steady, his face unreadable.Getting outside was chill the floor cold under my bare feet until we reached the threshold. He led me further, the cold biting against my skin. My stomach

Last Updated : 2025-09-24

Aconites

Damien's POV The cold North breeze cut against my skin but all I could taste was the sharp tang of iron in the air. Jaxon’s shoulders brushed mine, his gun steady in his grip with his eyes scanning.“We fight,” I said flatly.Before the words had even settled, a rogue lunged from behind sharply, his fangs bared, his claws slicing the air.Jaxon moved first with his gun as he shot, the bullet tearing through the beast’s skull. The rogue collapsed mid-leap, crashing at our feet.Another one came from the side. Jaxon’s hand shot out, grabbing its arm. With a grunt, he hurled the snarling thing across the stone wall, the sound of its bones breaking echoing between us.I didn’t wait. I didn’t hesitate. The others were already rushing me. Five at once. Their snarls thundered in my ears.I didn’t shift because I didn’t need to. My body knew combat better than it knew peace.The first rogue leapt high. I ducked, twisting as my claws extended with a metallic snap. I caught its throat mid-air,

Last Updated : 2025-09-25

Revealing his true mask

Rory's POV The car slows. My chest feels tight, my stomach rolling all at once in anxiety. I glance at Dante, but his face is blank. We stop before a high gates. An estate rises behind them, massive and cold, its walls lined with iron, its perimeter filled with guards. Armed men everywhere. Some with rifles, some with weapons I've never seen before. All of them turn to the car as we drive in. Fear shoots through me. My hands twist in my lap. This isn’t a home. This is a feels like a torturing prison house. The car pulls to a stop and Dante steps out first. His boots hit the ground with a sharp crunch. He circles the car, opens my door, and without a word, he grips my arm and yanks me out. “Dante—stop, you’re hurting me,” I gasp, stumbling as he drags me forward. He doesn’t loosen his hold. His stride is long, fast and my feet barely keep up. “Where are we?!” My voice rises. “What is this place?” He doesn’t answer. The guards stationed at each corner watch as we pass. Their ey

Last Updated : 2025-09-25

He would call every favour he can

Jaxon's POV My hands didn’t stop moving as I pressed my palms into Damien’s shoulder wound with everything I had, feeling the heat of his blood through my gloves, smelling the cold reek of the fight earlier. I was a wreck of motion now, shouting into my phone, cursing in the middle of the road, trying to make the world bend to the single, small, impossible thing I needed: time. I had given Tim—yes—Doctor Tim, the pack doctor 5 minutes to come here . I had not phrased the order politely, I did not do polite. And in a few minutes, his car pulled up right in front me. He didn’t ask how it happened of course he knew better. He opened his trunk and came running with a portable kit as he crouched down. “Let me see him,” Tim said. His voice professionally commanding. He moved fast, his thumb instantly placed on the carotid, ears to his chest, his fingers everywhere like he could read the aconite poison from Damien's body. I didn't want to talk too fast so I forced my words down. “Acon

Last Updated : 2025-09-26

Wendigos Are Devils

Jaxon's POV “Don’t tell me you want to ask the Wendigos for a favour?”Doctor Tim’s voice trembled as though the very word Wendigo scorched his tongue. His latex gloves dripped crimson.Valessa froze mid-press, her slender hands still digging into the wound on Damien’s abdomen. She turned her head toward me slowly, disbelief etched across her pale face. Her lips parted but no sound came out, only her widened eyes.I tightened my grip on Damien’s limp hand. It was clammy, too cold, his pulse fluttering against my thumb like the faintest drumbeat—there, then fading. Each weak throb was a warning that told me he was slipping.I had always fought with him, been the one that also envied him somehow, the one who carried the weight of our father’s respect when I was too wild to earn it—was dying in front of me. And all Doctor Tim could do was sputter warnings, was he being serious right now?“What would you have me do, Tim?” My voice broke through the silence, raw. “Stand here and watch him

Last Updated : 2025-09-26

Bound

Rory's POV The door slammed open so hard the walls shuddered.Two women walked in, one older, one younger, both with hard faces that made my stomach twist. Before I could even sit up fully, they were on already me, their hands tight and tearing at the neckline of my dress.“What the hell are you doing?” I screamed, thrashing back, but they were strong. Too strong.The younger one yanked me forward by the arm while the older one gripped the fabric of my dress and ripped it clean apart, the sound of tearing cloth echoing in the room. Cold air rushed over my bare skin. I tried to cover myself, but one of them slammed me back down, pinning my wrists.“Let me go!” My voice cracked as I struggled. “Stop it! Let me—”They didn’t listen. The younger one laughed low, cruel, and shoved me harder onto the bed.“Hold her,” the older one barked.Together they dragged me off the bed, my feet barely scraping the ground as they hauled me across the room. My body hit the tiled floor of a bathroom wit

Last Updated : 2025-09-27

My Will

Blackfang's POV The hall is endless tonight. My feet resound against the floor, a rhythm that grates against my own nerves. Pacing back and forth is the only thing keeping me from tearing my guards limb from limb. Every time my claws threaten to surface, I tight my fingers into fists until the skin splits. The sting is grounding but the rage is not.The door groans open and a rogue guard steps in with his head bowed. His scent is sour, weak, and it irritates me further.“We lost the intruders,” he mutters, his voice trembling. “They were too strong. But—we succeeded in shooting one with aconite. I doubt he will survive it if they do not have the antidote.”For a heartbeat, I pause. Intruders. Strong enough to push back against the mindless rogues. Strong enough to leave my men cowering. Only a handful of people in this wretched world would dare.My sons.The thought slits through my veins, and I almost laugh. Jaxon and Damien—always chasing shadows, always questioning me. Sons too bl

Last Updated : 2025-09-28

He made sure he was dead

Blackfang's POV The announcement landed swift in my ear “Alpha, we found the location of the girl.” The room seemed to tilt to match the anger that raced through me. The rogue who spoke waited on the threshold.Athena thought she could run from me. She thought the thin breath of freedom would be enough. She had no business imagining she could just disappear from me.“Where is she headed?” I asked, each word a cold measure.The rogue hesitated only a heartbeat. “I believe she’s headed to your pack.”For a sliver of a second the world narrowed until only that thought remained. My palms went slick. Color bled from my face. Every careful plan I'd woven for years tightened and threatened to snap.“Why is she going there?” I asked, but the answer flared in my mind before the guard finished. Rory. The thought struck me like cold water.Athena and Rory was fraternal twins I made sure to separate by birth and greed. My plan had been to keep them apart until the moment I chose. Let them meet?

Last Updated : 2025-09-28

Athena

Athena's POV I run. The cold whacks through me heavily but my legs do not stop. My lungs burn, my throat tastes of blood and winter, but I push forward anyway because stopping means death—or worse, it means capture. And I swore to myself, the moment I slipped from Blackfang’s grip, that I would never be caged again. The road stretches endless. My bare feet slap against soil ground, leaving little prints like scars behind. My fingers clutch the single piece of information I stole years ago, the rumpled scrap of paper I had seduced out of one of those witless rogues during a night when pain had bent me so far I thought I would die. It was a note, stained, crumpled, useless-looking to anyone else. But to me—it is the map to my deliverance. The address of Blackfang's pack. His sons. Every time Blackfang touched me, every time he shoved me into agony, something inside me cracked open wider. I saw through him. That was my curse, my bloodline—seer, witch-blooded, cursed to see what ot

Last Updated : 2025-09-29

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