All Chapters of Mated To The Beta Biker: The Luna Without A Wolf: Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

Kaelis's pov“What do you think?” I asked as I took a gown from the wardrobe and held it against myself. I looked down at it, adjusting the fabric a little so I could see how it fit, then turned slightly to get a better view. I waited quietly for an answer but none came. I turned to Elaris, who was giggling, her eyes glued to her phone.I groaned as I looked down, my lips turning downward as a crease formed between my brows. "You'd better be looking for good fittings on Pinterest, Ela."She slowly raised her head up as she jerked a little when she noticed me watching her. Her phone slipped in her hand as she quickly locked the screen, pretending she hadn’t been doing anything."I… I wasn’t doing anything," she said, forcing a small smile. But her voice wavered, and the way she held the phone close to her side looked almost defensive.I tapped her lightly with the dress, and she let out a small, dramatic moan. It sounded so silly that we both started laughing right away."Do you..." I

Draven's povThe elevator ride was a blur as we couldn’t keep our hands off each other.Our mouths moved together hungrily, our tongues meeting again and again as if neither of us wanted to stop. My hands slid over her waist, her back, anywhere I could reach. Her warmth pulled me in, made my head feel light, made everything else disappear.Without breaking the kiss, I lifted her easily, and her back hit the wall of the elevator with a soft thud. She wrapped her legs around me, pulling me even closer as her fingers buried into my hair. Her breath was hot against my mouth, and every sound she made only drove me further.The elevator kept moving, but to me, it felt like the world had stopped.Her lips moved along my jaw, warm but shaky, and I felt her breath hit my skin. She held onto me like she didn’t want even an inch of space between us.“Draven…” she whispered, her voice soft and unsure.I pressed my forehead against hers. “I’m here.”The elevator hummed, but it felt far away. All

Kaelis's pov“Crimson, who is he?” Draven asked. His voice wasn’t loud, but it made my whole body tense, and I could hear the curiosity in it.I turned to him slowly as my lips parted, but no words came out. I tried to speak, but my throat felt tight, like the words were stuck there.A shaky breath escaped me instead.I looked at Draven, then at the man, then back at Draven. My heart was beating too fast, my thoughts spinning around with no place to land. I felt lost, unsure where to start or what to say.I wanted to answer him. I wanted to explain.But nothing felt right.So I just stood there, silent, my chest tight and my eyes burning, unable to give him the answer he was waiting for.Draven turned toward me, and the look on his face made my stomach twist. I couldn’t hold his eyes. If I did, everything would spill out, so I quickly looked away.“What can’t you tell me?” he asked, his voice low.I didn’t answer. Instead, I turned to the man. His expression had softened from before,

Draven's povMy heart sank as her voice echoed in my head, and my thoughts ran wild. How on earth was I supposed to say the one thing I’d avoided all my life? My chest felt tight, my thoughts scrambled like leaves in a storm. Every word I could think of sounded wrong.I opened my mouth, then shut it again. My hands itched to do something or anything but they stayed useless at my sides.“Go on,” she said, her voice soft but firm. She stood in front of me, hands folded, eyes locked on mine. Her head tilted slightly, like she could see right into me.Her patience… her calm… it made the panic inside me worse. I swallowed hard, the lump in my throat like a rock. How do you tell someone everything you’ve hidden, everything that could change how they see you forever?My eyes drifted to Elaris and Noah. Elaris’s fingers paused halfway to her mouth, popcorn forgotten, and Noah’s jaw tightened as he slowly sat back, his eyes narrowing a little. Neither of them said a word, but the change was c

Kaelis's povThe knot in my chest kept getting tighter, like someone was pulling it with invisible hands as it pressed there, heavy and painful, making it hard to breathe. I couldn’t sleep, I couldn’t think straight. Every time I closed my eyes, the memory came flooding back into my head, and it stung all over again.I wanted to tell him the truth. The words stayed on the tip of my tongue so many times, but they never came out. How could I say it? How could I explain something that would only break him more?I did it for him. I did it to keep him safe. I had no choice... absolutely none, but knowing that didn’t make it easier. It didn’t make the guilt quieter.And the worst part… the part that kept stabbing at me was knowing that I took away the one person who could have softened his pain when I couldn’t be there. The one person who could have held him together when I knew I would eventually fail.That thought alone felt like a hand squeezing my heart until it hurt to even stand sti