All Chapters of Claimed By The Biker Alpha: Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

Ryder POVI didn't sleep, couldn't manage even a few minutes of rest despite my exhaustion. Not with Jolie curled against me, her breathing too shallow and her skin burning with unnatural heat. Every few minutes I found myself checking her pulse, counting the too-fast beats against my fingertips and trying not to let panic take hold.Doc had left strict orders to wake him immediately if she got worse, and Cass had stationed himself outside our door like a devoted guard dog, refusing to leave his post. The rest of the pack knew something was deeply wrong—I'd felt their concern rippling through the pack bonds all night long, waves of worry and fierce protectiveness washing over me in the darkness.When dawn finally broke through the window in pale golden light, I was already mentally planning our route north, calculating distances and potential dangers."Ryder?" Jolie's voice was rough with sleep as she stirred against my chest, her movements sluggish and uncoordinated."Right here." I

Jolie POVThe first hour of riding wasn't so bad.I focused on the rhythm of Ryder's bike. The rumble of engines around us. The way the pack moved together it distracted me from the burning in my chest.The second hour, the pain got worse.Every bump in the road sent shocks through my body. My arms ached from holding onto Ryder. My head pounded with each heartbeat.By the third hour, I was barely holding on."We need to stop." Ryder's voice cut through the wind and engine noise. He was slowing down."I'm fine." I forced the words out."You're shaking so hard I can feel it through my jacket." He pulled off the highway onto a rest stop. "We're taking a break."The pack followed us into the parking lot. Empty except for one semi-truck and a beat-up sedan. Ryder killed the engine and helped me off the bike. My legs buckled immediately. He caught me before I hit the ground."I've got you." He lifted me like I weighed nothing and carried me to a picnic table in the shade.Doc was already p

Ryder POV No response."She's unconscious," Doc said as he checked her pulse. "Her body is shutting down to protect itself.""How long until" I couldn't finish the question."Hours. Maybe less." Doc met my eyes. "We need to get her to Elena now.""She can't ride like this," Cass said from the bank. "And the bikes can't make it through the forest to Elena's territory.""Then we carry her." Knox stepped forward. "We'll take turns.""It's twenty miles through rough terrain." Mara crossed her arms. "That's hours of hiking.""Then we hike fast." I lifted Jolie out of the water, feeling how her skin was still too hot against my arms. "Everyone grab what you need from the bikes. We're abandoning them.""Ryder" Cass started."Now!" The word came out as a roar.The pack scattered and moved with purpose. Within minutes, they'd stripped the bikes of weapons, supplies, and Doc's medical equipment, working in silence broken only by the clink of metal and the rustle of canvas bags.I held Jolie ag

Ryder POV I step outside Elena's cabin, and the morning air hits my face like a slap. The pack has set up a rough camp in the clearing, bikes parked in a defensive circle with tents scattered between them. Knox looks up from where he's sharpening a knife. "She awake?" "Yeah." I walk over and drop down beside the fire they've built. "Elena says we're staying for training. Could be weeks." "Weeks?" Mara stops cleaning her gun. "Ryder, we can't leave the territory undefended that long." "I know." I rub my face, feeling the exhaustion in my bones. "But Jolie needs this. You saw what happened yesterday. She almost died." "Better her almost dying here than actually dying back home when she loses control during a fight." Doc pours coffee into a tin cup and hands it to me. "Elena knows what she's doing." I take the coffee gratefully. It tastes like dirt, but it's hot and strong. "So what's the plan?" Cass sits down across from me. "We all stay here, or do some of us head back?" "I ne

Ryder POVI watch Jolie eat the stew Doc made, her hands shaking so badly she can barely hold the spoon. She's trying to hide it, but I see everything when it comes to her."Stop staring." She doesn't look up from her bowl. "I'm fine.""You're not fine." I sit down beside her on the log. "You look like you went ten rounds with Knox.""Feels like it too." She manages a weak smile. "Elena doesn't believe in taking it easy."Knox appears from the darkness beyond the firelight, materializing like a ghost. "Perimeter's secure. No signs of trouble yet.""Yet." Doc stirs the pot of stew. "That's the word that keeps me up at night.""Elena said a week." Jolie sets down her half-finished bowl. "That's enough time to prepare, right?""Depends on what we're preparing for." Knox drops down across from us. "She say anything else about this vision?""Just that hunters are coming." I put my arm around Jolie and feel her lean into me gratefully. "Doesn't take a genius to guess it's her old pack.""Or