Claimed By The Alpha Biker のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 71 - チャプター 80

Reese’s POVBang. Bang. Bang.For a second, I thought I was dreaming. Then came another BANG!like someone was trying to break the damn door down.I groaned, rolling over and dragging a pillow over my face. “You have got to be kidding me,” I muttered. “It’s like the universe has a personal vendetta against my sleep.”My head was still heavy from the night before and now, some maniac was making sure I remembered I wasn’t allowed to have peace.The banging didn’t stop.“Alright, alright!” I yelled, swinging my legs off the bed. “I’m coming, for moon’s sake—”I shuffled across the cold floor, running a hand through my hair and mumbling, “You guys really need to learn how to knock like normal—”I didn’t even get to finish.The door burst open before I could touch the handle. Sheila shoved past me, slammed it shut, and twisted the lock so fast it rattled.“What the—” I blinked, half awake. “Sheila?”She turned to me, her eyes wild, her breathing coming out fast like she’d been running a mar

Jaxon’s POVI continued to watch the men work from outside the window, a glass of juice in my hand, as the sound hammers being used sounded.The wolves were still setting up the final ring for the tournament as the air outside was charged with anticipation. The last day, the final event. Every damn pack here was counting down the hours.Even in my office it wasn't any different as the four Alphas sat and laughed, munching on roasted ducks. Each one of them holding a glass of drink.Alpha Raymond sat closest to the window with his teeth visible from a smile as he ate. I’d never met a man who smiled more when he was saying nothing worth smiling about.Next to him sat Alpha Marcus. He was the most well dressed and he made sure to rub it in our faces. With every conversation , he kept demonstrating with his hands, making sure his cufflinks caught the light. Expensive cufflinks.Across from them, Alpha Gideon ripped a large piece from his roasted duck as leaned back in his chair to decimat

Sheila’s POVThe shouting of the people nearly made the earth shake as I felt vibrating through the metal rail I was holding on to. Reese’s bike shot forward, weaving cleanly between two riders. The fans screamed her name, some of them anyway. Others screamed for their own champions. The energy was wild.i released a breath as I understood what this actually meant. The attack would be anytime soon. I felt eyes on me so I scanned the stands as my eyes landed on someone I absolutely did not expect.Kara.she stood with her arms crossed over her chest and her jaw clenched tight. She didn't smile when our eyes met, just looked at me. My first instinct was to glare back. Old habits die hard. Kara annoyed me even when she wasn’t trying to.Then I remembered.We were on the same damn team now.The memory of how we'd come together an hour ago flashed into my head.********Reese was alone on the training ground when I found her. Her helmet was on with her hands on the bike’s handles and her

Sheila’s POV.I blinked as Felix hit the ground. My ringing sound and my heart beating loudly in my ear.I can’t stop my hands from shaking. The weaver’s lifeless eyes staring directly at me.Everything seemed to move slowly. Both on the inside and on the outside. I could barely process what was happening.Even my lungs forgot how to work and my knees nearly gave out under me as I stared at his collapsed body.I couldn’t breathe.I couldn’t think.My stomach lurched.I staggered back from Felix, from the dead Weaver, from the chaos exploding across the arena. My arm throbbed violently from where Felix’s claws had torn into me, warm blood trickling down my elbow. My mind couldn’t catch up.Felix… had lost control.And I’d known it was coming.I had prepared for this. I thought I could handle it.I thought I got it all under control.A scream tore through the air, snapping me out of the shock.I spun around just in time to see more rogues bursting from the sand. Dirt exploded around t

Reese’s POVI took a deep breath and regretted it immediately as the pain hit me. I coughed out sand and it only got worse.my whole body hurt.like a dozen bikes had rode over me.My head thudded so violently I swear something inside had cracked. Every pulse felt like a hammer slamming into my skull. My stomach rolled. My ribs ached. My throat burned.I groaned, at least, I tried to.The sound came out weak. Something jolted beneath me and I realized I wasn’t standing.I wasn’t lying.I was hanging?My body swung slightly with each step the person carrying me took. My stomach lurched again as another wave of pain crashed through my head.“What.... what the....” My voice was a rough rasp. “H-Hey… put… put me down…”I tried to lift a hand to my head, to rub the pain away, or at least confirm that my skull wasn’t split open, but my arms didn’t move.They were pinned. Bound.Something tight and rough wrapped around my wrists behind my back.Panic sparked, cutting through the haze.I twist