All Chapters of Claimed By The Biker Kings: Their Forbidden Queen: Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

Ronan’s POV All three of us plus Blade sat around the table, reviewing the evidence. Financial records, communications, photographs of documents, audio recording of Tommy’s conversation. It was damning. Absolutely, unquestionably damning.“He’s been stealing from us for over a year and a half,” I explained. “Selling information to the Vultures, pocketing the profits. He Used his position to feed them information about our movements, our vulnerabilities. Framed Nick to cover his tracks when Nick got too close to exposing him. And now he’s planning to move Chloe tomorrow as part of a larger plan to sabotage our authority.”“So we arrest him,” Jaxon said. “Right now. Tonight. Before he can do more damage.”“We can’t do that,” Blade replied slowly. “We need to get the club’s agreement first. Tommy is part of the senior leadership, and we can’t just imprison him without discussing it with everyone.”“Even with all this evidence?” Alina questioned, pointing at the screens filled with proof

Ronan’s POVThe main hall was packed by seven AM—every available Serpent crammed into the space, sitting on chairs, standing against walls, perched on tables. The energy was tense, filled with anticipation. Word had spread that this was an emergency meeting about “critical club business,” which in Serpent-speak meant someone was about to get seriously fucked.Tommy stood near the front, looking relaxed and confident. He had no idea what was coming, which was exactly how we’d planned it.“Thank you all for gathering on short notice,” I said, moving to stand at the head of the room with Jaxon and Maddox flanking me. Alina sat in the front row beside Chloe, both of them surrounded by security. “We’ve called this meeting to address a matter of utmost importance to the club’s integrity and safety.”“This about Nick?” someone called out. “Because I still think we should’ve

Ronan’s POV - Later That EveningI found Alina in the library—a quiet place we made at the compound for anyone looking to escape the chaos around us. She was cozied up in a big chair, staring off into space, deep in thought.“Mind if I sit here?” I asked from the doorway.She motioned for me to join her. “Actually, I could use the company. My thoughts are getting overwhelming.”I sat down, and for a moment, we enjoyed a comfortable silence. Something had changed between us lately; the walls I had built around myself were starting to crumble, revealing a more open and vulnerable side.“Care to share what’s on your mind?” I asked.“Tommy called me poison,” she said quietly. “He said I was ruining everything. Part of me wonders if he’s right. Not about his methods, but about the truth underneath it all. My being here has caused problems. There’s been division. P

Alina’s POV - Trial Day FiveI wasn’t scheduled to testify again, so I could sit in the audience and watch. The courtroom had become familiar over the past week—the same wooden benches, the same quiet conversations, the same feeling of anticipation every time a new witness sat down.Today felt different, though. There was tension in the air. People whispered about a “surprise witness” the prosecution was calling.“Do you know who it is?” I whispered to Ronan, who sat on my left. Jaxon was on my right, and Maddox had stayed back at our place for security—we’d learned not to leave it completely empty.“No idea,” Ronan whispered back. “But judging by Hart’s lawyers scrambling around, they didn’t know either.”The bailiff’s voice rang out. “The prosecution calls David Reeves to the stand.”The name hit me like a punch. David Reeves—t

Maddox’s POV - Two Days LaterThe trial had stopped for the weekend, giving everyone time to process the bombshell that was David Reeves’ testimony. Hart’s defense team was scrambling, public opinion had turned completely against him, and legal experts were predicting a quick guilty verdict.Which made the Vultures desperate.The attack came at dawn—too early for most people to be fully awake, late enough that night security would be tired and less alert. Smart timing. Professional planning.The first explosion took out the front gate.I was already moving before the sound stopped echoing, grabbing my gun and heading for Alina’s room. Found Jaxon already there, pulling her from bed while she was still groggy and confused.“What’s happening?” she asked, voice thick with sleep.“Compound’s under attack,” Jaxon said shortly. “Get dressed. Put on a body armor. Now.&rd