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

Jolie POV I wake up to find Luna sitting beside the bed, reading a book. She looks up when I stir, and something in her expression—relief mixed with wariness—tells me this conversation won't be simple. "There she is." She sets the book aside. "How do you feel?" "Like I got hit by a truck." I try to sit up and immediately regret it. Every muscle protests, bone-deep exhaustion making even breathing feel like effort. My arms shake with the strain of supporting my weight. "How long was I out?" "Twelve hours." She hands me a water bottle, watching carefully as I take it with trembling fingers. "Drink. Doc's orders." I drain half the bottle before asking, "Phoen?" "Up and walking around like nothing happened." Luna smiles, but there's something complicated in it. "The other injured wolves are stable too. You saved three lives yesterday, Jolie." The weight of those words settles over me. Three lives. Because of something I did. Not because I was strong or fast or powerful in the ways t

Jolie pov The first bullet punched through the compound wall three feet from my head.I dropped to the ground. Dust and concrete chips rained down on my hair. My palms scraped against rough gravel as the sharp smell of gunpowder filled my nose.Doc grabbed my arm and hauled me toward the medical building as gunfire erupted across the compound. Each shot cracked through the air as my ears rang."Stay low." He shoved me through the door.Inside, the medical building smelled like antiseptic and drugs. The chemical scent burned my nostrils as Sweat trickled down my back. Luna was already there, dragging supplies onto tables. Metal instruments clattered against steel trays. The sound made me flinch.Phoenix worked at a laptop in the corner, his fingers flying across the keyboard. The clicking filled the tense silence between gunshots outside."I'm tracking their movements through the security cameras." He didn't look up. The blue glow from the screen lit his face. "Fifteen hostiles, maybe

Ryder povThe ride was supposed to be simple.Fifteen bikes, twenty wolves, one last run before I became a mated man. We'd hit the highway, run the northern loop, should be back in three hours.Should've known better."Contacts on our six." Cass's voice crackled through my helmet comm. "Three vehicles, moving fast."I checked my mirror. Behind me was a black SUVs with tinted windows. Not the Steel Serpents' usual style."Split formation." I revved my engine. "Knox, take half the pack east. We'll draw them north."The pack split smoothly. Years of riding together meant no wasted movement. But the SUVs stuck with my group."They're targeting you specifically." Cass pulled up beside me. "This isn't random."The first shots confirmed it. Bullets sparked off the road behind my bike."Silver rounds." Knox's voice came through the comm. "We've got shooters on the east road too. It's a coordinated attack."My wolf snarled inside me. They'd planned this. Waited for us to leave the compound vul

Jolie pov A man came at me with his gun but I knocked it away as I kicked him off. Another came at Phoenix was was down in minutes blood pooling under his head in an expanding circle.Something inside me snapped. Ash surged forward. Not the terrified, trembling wolf I'd always been. My shift was smooth. My bones were breaking and reforming. Skin tearing and healing. But faster than ever before. More smooth like my body finally knew what it was meant to be.When I opened my eyes, the world was different. Every scent was distinct, every sound was crystal clear.The warrior dropped Luna and stared at me, his expression shifting from triumph to uncertainty.I was bigger. Not massive like Ryder's wolf, but not the pathetic runt I'd always been. My fur rippled with light, catching the flames from outside. The warrior lunged. I met him mid-air, our bodies colliding with bone-jarring force.We went down in a tangle of claws and teeth. He was bigger and trained in ways I'd never been.But

Jolie POVI woke up in Ryder's bed. Again. This was becoming a pattern.The room was dark except for a single lamp. Ryder sat in the chair beside the bed, his head in his hands. He looked exhausted, his shirt still missing from earlier, dried blood streaking his chest."Hey," I croaked.His head snapped up. In two steps he was beside me, his hand on my face. "You scared the hell out of me.""What happened?" My mouth tasted bitter. Every muscle ached like I'd run a marathon."You healed Knox." His thumb traced my cheekbone. "Completely. The silver poisoning, the wound, everything. Then you collapsed."Memory flooded back. The light. Knox's scream. The feeling of power draining out of me like water through a broken dam."Is he okay?" I asked."He's fine. Better than fine. You saved his life." Ryder's jaw tightened. "But you almost killed yourself doing it."I tried to sit up. My arms shook with the effort. "I had to do it. He's part of my pack.""You've been unconscious for six hours."