All Chapters of Claimed By The Biker Alpha: Chapter 131 - Chapter 140

Jolie pov "So we sit through my father's wedding to a Council weapon." I laugh bitterly. "Watch him solidly his marriage to the woman who played me like a violin, knowing that afterward, armed operatives are coming to kidnap me." "Yes." Gio moves closer. "But while you're sitting there, I'll be getting your bikes ready, clearing an exit route, and making sure you can run the second the ceremony ends." "You'd do that?" I look up at him. "Risk Father finding out you warned us?" "I'm not staying here." He says it firmly. "Whether you take me with you or not, I'm not staying in this pack after what I've learned. Father sold you to the Council for political advancement. Celeste is a weapon designed to eliminate empathic wolves. This whole thing is sick, and I won't be part of it." "Then you come with us." I stand. "When we run, you run with us. Iron Fangs takes care of its own." "We need a solid plan." Cass pulls out a tactical map of the estate. "Exit routes, timing, contingencies

Jolie POVThe mountain wind cuts through my leather jacket as we race away from Nightshade Estate. Seven bikes roaring through tight curves, engines screaming, putting distance between us and the trap that almost closed. Ryder leads, Knox and Cass flanking, Luna and Phoenix covering the rear as Gio rides beside me, his face grim with determination.My hands shake on the handlebars. The adrenaline from our escape is fading, leaving behind cold reality. Celeste played me. My father tried to sell me to Council remnants while I demonstrated my empathic power in front of witnesses who'll use it against me. And I ran once again."Compound in twenty minutes!" Ryder's voice crackles through the helmet comm. "Stay tight, stay focused!"I lean into the next curve, trying to focus on the road instead of the humiliation burning through my chest. But Celeste's satisfied smile keeps flashing through my mind. She won, she got exactly what she wanted.No. I grip the handlebars tighter. She got what s

Jolie POVI wake to voices in the main room. For a moment, I'm disoriented—the cabin is dark, Ryder's arm heavy across my waist, my phone showing 2:47 AM. Then memory crashes back. The escape, Celeste's video, the threat of breeding programs and torture weapons.I slip out of bed carefully, not wanting to wake Ryder. He needs rest too, even if his alpha instincts want him awake and planning.The main room is bright with laptop screens and tactical maps. Luna, Phoenix, Gio, and Doc huddle around the table, speaking in low urgent voices."Jolie." Doc looks up when I enter. "You should be sleeping.""Couldn't." I move closer, studying the documents spread across the table. "What did you find?""Nothing good." Phoenix pulls up files on his laptop. "The Northern Academy is real. Located in Alaska, officially listed as a private boarding school for troubled wolves. It has been operating for thirty years.""Thirty years?" My stomach drops. "How many wolves do they have""At least two hundred

Jolie pov "See?" I show them. "She's willing to meet in neutral territory. That's not trap behavior." "It absolutely is." Luna shakes her head. "Crossroads is a perfect ambush location. Multiple exit routes, lots of civilian cover, easy to have backup hiding nearby." "Then we have backup hiding nearby too." I'm already planning. "Knox and Cass can position themselves with sniper coverage. Phoenix can monitor communications. Luna can coordinate from here. If it's a trap, we spring it. If it's genuine, we get intelligence." "And if it's somewhere in between?" Gio asks. "If she's partially genuine but also partially still following Council orders?" "Then we read her." I touch my chest where my empathy gift lives. "I'll know the moment I'm close enough. Whether she's really scared or just performing it." "Too dangerous." Ryder's voice is alpha command. "You're not going." "Yes, I am." I meet his eyes steadily. "Because if there's even a chance that Celeste knows something about Co

Ryder POVWe make it back to the compound just as the sun fully rises. Celeste rides behind Jolie, arms wrapped tight around my mate's waist like she's afraid of falling. Part of me still doesn't trust her. Still thinks this could be an elaborate long game designed to infiltrate our pack and destroy us from within.But Jolie's empathy gift doesn't lie. And Jolie says Celeste is genuine. So Celeste gets a chance, one chance. We pull through the gates and Doc is already waiting, medical bag in hand."She needs evaluation." He approaches cautiously as Celeste dismounts. "Physical and psychological. Thirteen years of conditioning doesn't break cleanly.""I'm fine." Celeste's voice is automatic, conditioned response. Then she catches herself. "No. I'm not fine, I don't know what I am.""Let's find out." Doc gestures toward his clinic. "Come on. I promise I'm gentle."She looks at Jolie, seeking permission or reassurance."Doc's safe." Jolie touches her arm. "He won't hurt you. He's helped