All Chapters of Claimed By The Alpha Biker: Chapter 101 - Chapter 110

Jaxon’s POVThe guard had brought the guests to the mesh hall. It was the largest hall we had in the pack. It was the only place that could take everyone. There wasn’t anyone that wasn’t curious as to knowing why another pack had come in force.Solomon walked beside me as we headed to where they were waiting, his face stoic and serious.“They’re here.” he said softly, almost more to himself than to me.I nodded, though my hands itched to shift, to reach for something, anything. My mind had already begun ticking through scenarios. I could feel it in my chest.This technically wasn’t my fight. I had mine to face.The man waited in the center of the hall. Not alone. A few of his loyal wolves, lean, dangerous, with eyes like sharpened daggers that stood behind him. The man himself was tall, composed, every inch the image of someone who had stepped out of shadows and claimed his own throne. But there was no respect in his gaze for me yet. No recognition, no bowing to the Alpha of this pac

Kara’s POV"Just for the record,” Caleb said suddenly, his voice flat with exhaustion, “I hate to be Sheila right now but can we settle down already?”I rolled my eyes at that. He was always looking for a reason to taunt Sheila.The one in question shot him a look sharp enough to cut through bone.“What a beautiful tired princess you are." she snapped.Caleb huffed. “I nearly died helping you yesterday, in case you’ve forgotten.”“Oh, terribly sorry,” she muttered. “Let me build you a shrine.”I exhaled slowly.“Enough.” I said, tired.The desert didn’t change.It didn’t matter how many hours passed or how much ground we covered, everything looked exactly the same. Endless dunes and more sand. I had been forcing myself not to think it.That maybe we’d already missed her.That maybe we were just walking in circles like idiots while Reese was—No.I shut that down hard.I wasn’t done looking.Not yet.There was no scent, no tracks, no sign that another being had passed through this was

Reese’s POVSleep did not not come early. It seemed weird. One minute I was sitting against cold wall that seemed to freeze my spine, staring at flames that would not blink, listening to my heart beat too loudly inside my skull....and then, I was no longer there.The air seemed to thicken, becoming hot. It tasted wrong like burned metal and blood.I opened my eyes and the cave was gone.The world around me was made of fire and shadow. Not flames the way candles burned, but storms of heat twisting through the air. The ground beneath my feet wasn’t stone, it was cracked obsidian glowing faintly from beneath.And I knew before I even saw her that I wasn’t alone.“Don’t.” I whispered before I realized it had escaped me.The air shifted she seemed to appear before me.The same woman that had met me when I had called upon the second candle. But this one seemed a bit different. This one did not appear calm in anyway. I felt her power, the true power of the golden wolf and it was burning. My

Reese’s POVI wasn't brought outside with chains or any restraints this time. Maybe he trusted me to behave.Honestly, I was too tired to do anything.Two rogues came for me, standing at the mouth of the cave. They didn’t speak. They never did. Just walked over and pulled me up, pushing me gently to move forward.I stood slowly, every muscle tight. They walked behind me, not close enough to restrain, not far enough to escape. I could feel their eyes crawling up my spine, waiting for me to run so they’d have a reason to break me open.But I didn’t give them the pleasure.The Bishop sat exactly where he always did. On the same stone slab underneath the night sky. He smiled when he saw me.That warm, familiar grin that never reached his eyes.“Reese,” he greeted softly, as if we were old friends. “You look well.”I didn’t answer, just sat across from him. A rogue approached with a bowl and I nearly flinched when I saw it.Steam curled upward from the surface, the smell thick and uninvit

Kara’s POVI coughed back to life, choking on desert sand. Sand was in my mouth, in my nose and pressed against my eyelids. I tried to breathe and swallowed a mouthful of dust instead.Panic exploded in my chest but I forced myself still before I wasted what little oxygen I had left. My lungs burned. My throat ached. My heart hammered so violently I thought it might shatter my ribs from the inside.Think.Move slow.I wiggled my fingers upward, searching for anything that felt like open space.Nothing.Only more sand.Oh gods.I nudged my right arm higher. Then my left. I twisted my shoulders, inch by inch till my face broke through the surface.I sucked in air like a drowning woman.I coughed hard, violent, desperate. Sand poured out of my mouth and onto my chest as I spat and retched and dragged myself upright.My entire body shook.I pushed loose hair back from my eyes, blinking through tears as the world swam into focus.“Kara!” someone croaked nearby.I whipped my head to the sid