All Chapters of Claimed By The Alpha Biker: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

Reese's POV.The sun glared down from the open sky and warm enough to sting the back of my neck. The air was thick with dust and the sharp scent of sweat and steel.The training field buzzed with noise, the clash of wooden swords, the thud of boots kicking into dirt, warriors shouting orders and insults. Somewhere to my left, someone yelped as their sparring partner knocked them flat.I wiped the sweat off my forehead with the back of my arm, squinting at Kara. She stood a few feet away, wooden sword raised lazily, a worried look on her face. Caleb stood at the edge of the field, arms folded, his sharp gaze scanning every movement like the silent overseer he was.“Reese, you sure you’re okay?” Kara asked, a crease forming between her brows. “You’ve been zoning out since we started.”I rolled my eyes, groaning. “That’s the twentieth time you’ve asked, Kara. I told you already, I’m fine.”She lowered her sword slightly, unconvinced. “You don’t look fine. Maybe you should rest a little b

Jaxon’s POVI tried my best to ignore the sound of engines being ignited outside. It felt....annoying and frustrating knowing that I wasn't the one starting it and feeling it rev.It had started few minutes after Felix had given the announcement. Warriors were already training, mechanics were working in the biker shed, and somewhere beyond that, I could hear the laughter and arguments of the younger wolves.I looked at the corner, where a shelf was. A shelf that had my trophies for winning 7 biker tournaments in a row. I stopped to let the younger generation win after I became alpha.Now it was their time. It was the kind of moment that usually calmed me. But not today.I rubbed my temple with one hand, my gaze fixed on the open folder before me. I was almost done with all the paper work. I should have been down but my mind wasn’t here. It hadn’t been since.The scent. Felix’s damn scent.He has taken what belonged to his Alpha. Every part of me screamed for me to end him. But I had t

Sheila’s POVI shivered lightly underneath the moon's light.Felix had told me to come out to the field exactly at midnight.He’d said it with that smile of his, that easy, charming one that made people forget to ask questions. When I’d asked why, he hadn’t answered, just leaned in, pressed his lips against mine, and murmured, “You’ll find out when you come.”So here I was.I glanced at the screen of my phone, 11:57 p.m.Just a few more minutes.The field wasn’t too far.As I walked, I passed two of the night patrol wolves. They gave polite nods. One of them smiled. I returned it, trying not to look suspicious.“Evening, Sheila." one of them said.“Evening." I replied smoothly. My voice was calm and steady.By the time I reached the edge of the field Felix was already waiting there for me.He stood near the center with his hands tucked in his pockets. His grin widened when he saw me. “You’re late,” he teased, his voice carrying easily across the quiet air.I rolled my eyes as I walke

Reese’s POVIt had been a twenty minute ride of hell as we rode the bike on the desert terrain. I had to bury my face in Kara's back to avoid going blind. My hair, the same one I hand tied into a bun was loose around my shoulder with sand and dust in it.She finally stopped the bike beside a cactus. A familiar one. I knew this place.Even before I looked around, my heart already recognized it.My old garage.The same one I’d spent years working in before everything changed.Before Jaxon’s men came.Before I was dragged into that new world.My garage was right in front of me. A few feet away.I climbed off the bike slowly, my throat tightening as I looked at it. “I can’t believe it’s still here,” I whispered.Kara pulled off her helmet and stretched her arms, glancing around. “This is your place?”“Yeah,” I said softly. “It was.”I took a few steps forward, my gaze fell on the familiar outline of the car parked just inside. the same one I’d been working on the day everything went wron

(Third Person POV)The moon was high in the sky and the stars shined bright. The desert was quiet except the sound of wind moving sand. And also the sound of footsteps.Four shadows moved across the open expanse, their boots crunching softly with each step. Their faces were covered with hoods and scarves, their movements careful, alert. They were the same four rogues who had met with Felix days ago. They walked without speaking for a long while until the sound of trickling water reached them. A stream.A single figure stood near it, facing a spit fire. He was tall and almost blending with the shadows of the cave behind him. The faint breeze tugged at the hem of his black cloak.The moment the four rogues caught sight of him, their pace quickened. Then, almost in perfect unison, they dropped to their knees.“Bishop,” The fist one, Kade, said. His voice low.The man turned slowly.Bishop’s face emerged from the dark, a sharp, angular profile marked with faint scars that caught the moo