Semua Bab Mated To The Beta Biker: The Luna Without A Wolf: Bab 51 - Bab 59

Draven's povI had known my father was many things— ruthless, cruel, impossible to reason with, but being the reason I lost Lucero… that was something I wasn't ready to face.My hands tightened around the bouquet, petals crushing under my grip. I could feel my jaw clenching, muscles tense, as anger and fear twisted together in a bitter knot inside me.Every memory of Lucero— his laughter, his loyalty, the way he had always been my anchor flashed through my mind. And now, knowing my father had stolen that from me, I felt a cold, hollow ache spread through my chest.The scent of the flowers masked me perfectly. They had no idea I had walked in, and in that small mercy, I found my advantage. If they had sensed me, I wouldn’t have uncovered what I now knew. I turned to Kaelis as her eyes were wide, like she’d seen a ghost. Shock and disbelief washed all over her as my chest tightened at the sight. I owed her answers; she deserved to know everything, but not yet. Not when the weight of wh

Eve's PovI watched the light slowly leave his eyes as his blood dropped into the bowl. A sense of delight filled my veins knowing I was this close to getting back what had been stolen from me.A slow smile pulled at my lips. Finally, after all these years of searching and chasing shadows, after all the lies and failures, I was this close— this close to getting back what had been stolen from me.Orin hung there, weak and barely able to lift his head. His breath came out in short and broken gasps. I walked toward him as I felt the old magic settle warmly in my hands.“Do you feel that?” I asked, even though I knew he could barely hear me. “Your blood knows exactly what it was meant for.”I looked down at the bowl again, the mixture swirling on its own like something alive. My heart pounded with excitement, with hunger, with righteous anger.“I told you,” I whispered, brushing my fingers over the rim of the bowl. “I always finish what I start.”"Why?" His voice came out weak and almost

Torin's pov“You think you’re a grown man and can decide what you want to do?” I asked, my voice echoing through the office, sharper than I intended.My son squared his shoulders, his jaw was tightened so much like mine it irritated me more.“I am a grown man, Father. And I can do whatever I want, however I damn well see fit,” he spat back.A humorless laugh escaped me. “Is that so? You barely have control over your temper, yet you believe you’re ready to make decisions that affect an entire pack?”“I’m not a boy anymore. Stop treating me like one.”I stepped forward, closing the space between us. “Then stop behaving like one.” I sighed. "You forget yourself," I said, my voice dropping to a dangerous whisper. “Every victory you have ever claimed was built on the foundation I carved for you.”His jaw clenched. “And every bruise I carry? Those were carved by you too.” He flinched, not out of fear, but out of anger. “You can’t keep controlling everything I do.”“I’m not controlling you,”

Draven's pov“What truth?” I asked, my voice low but trembling. My chest tightened, and a cold knot of fear formed in my stomach. My hands clenched into fists at my sides, nails biting into my palms.Elaris didn’t answer right away. She tilted her head, eyes sharp as daggers, as if weighing whether I was strong enough to handle what she was about to say. My heart thudded painfully in my chest, each beat echoing like a warning.“You think you know her,” she said slowly, her words deliberate, “but there are parts of her even I don’t fully understand. You needed to see them for yourself.”“Explain,” I demanded, my voice harsher than I intended, my fear sharpening into anger. “Now.”Her lips curved into the smallest, sharpest smile, and I felt a shiver crawl up my spine.I turned to Jax, who had quietly risen and moved toward Elaris, head bowed like a soldier awaiting orders. My chest tightened with anger, a hot surge of betrayal coiling in my stomach.“You told her first? Before me?” I b

Kaelis's povHow do I get out of this? The question hit me over and over, loud in my head. My throat tightened and my thoughts spun so fast they tripped over each other.What the hell do I even say?A scream pushed at my chest, sharp and hot, but I swallowed it down. If I let it out, if I panicked now, it would be over for me. Completely.If this leaked... if anyone else found out... I'd be dead or maybe sentenced to something worse.My mind kept firing off thoughts. They were messy, frantic, and crashing into each other with no order. I could feel the walls closing in as my palms were cold, my legs felt weak, and I couldn't even breathe right.All I knew was one thing: I was out of time.I lifted my head slowly, my throat tight as Draven's stare pinned me in place. He wasn't blinking. He wasn't moving. He was just waiting... waiting for an answer I didn't have, waiting for the truth I had sworn to take to my grave.My chest rose and fell too fast as the room began closing in even wi