All Chapters of Claimed By The Biker Kings: Their Forbidden Queen: Chapter 111 - Chapter 120

Alina’s POV - The Next MorningI woke up in my old room at the compound, sunlight streaming through familiar windows, the distant sound of motorcycles and conversation drifting up from below. For the first time in weeks, I’d slept deeply, dreamlessly, without the constant low-level anxiety that had haunted me in the apartment.Someone had brought my belongings while I’d slept—my clothes hung in the closet, my books stacked on the desk, my personal items arranged on the dresser exactly as I’d left them. Like they’d been waiting for me to come back, preserved in case I changed my mind.A knock sounded at my door. “You decent?” Maddox’s voice.“Come in,” I called, sitting up.He entered carrying a tray with coffee, toast, and fruit. “Figured you’d be hungry. You didn’t eat last night after… everything.”“You didn’t have to bring me breakfast in bed,” I said, touched by the gesture.“I wanted to,” he replied, setting the tray on my lap. “Plus, there’s a club meeting in an hour. Wanted to

He made a sound low in his throat, almost a growl. The strategist, the planner, the always-in-control Ronan vanished. In his place was a man stripped bare of pretense. He yanked my shirt over my head and tossed it aside. His eyes drank me in, dark and intense. Then his mouth was on my neck, sucking and biting, sending sharp jolts of pleasure-pain straight to my core. I cried out, my fingers clawing at his shoulders.He kissed a blazing trail down my chest. His hands unhooked my bra with frustrating slowness, his knuckles brushing my skin, making me shiver. When the fabric fell away, he didn’t just look. He worshipped. He took one peak into his mouth, sucking deeply, his tongue swirling around the tip. A wave of pure sensation rolled through me, and I arched off the desk with a moan.“Ronan…”“I know,” he murmured against my skin. “I’ve got you.”He switched to the other breast, giving it the same devoted attention while his hand slid down my stomach, over my hip, and down to the waist

I turned to face him fully, taking his face in my hands, making him look at me. “You’re not going to lose me. I’m right here. I’m alive. I’m staying.”“You don’t know that,” he said desperately. “You can’t promise you’ll be safe. Hell, you got attacked two days ago just walking home from a party. How am I supposed to not be terrified when threats keep coming?”“You’re not,” I said simply. “You’re supposed to be scared. That’s what love is…caring so much that the thought of losing someone paralyses you. But Jaxon, you can’t let that fear control you. Can’t let it stop you from actually living.”“I don’t know how to not be afraid,” he admitted, tears finally spilling over. “I don’t know how to be with you without constantly waiting for the moment everything falls apart.”“Then we

Alina’s POVChloe’s last day in Chicago was bittersweet. We’d packed her entire life into boxes now loaded in a moving truck, ready for the drive to Seattle. Her new job, new apartment, and new life waited for her across the country.“You don’t have to go,” I said one last time, even though I knew it was selfish.“I do,” Chloe said gently. “I need normal, Alina. I need boring. I need to build a life that doesn’t involve danger or violence or constantly looking over my shoulder. You found your path. Now I need to find mine.”“I know,” I said. “Doesn’t make it easier to say goodbye.”We stood in her now-empty apartment, echoes bouncing off bare walls. So many memories here—late night talks, laughing over college gossip that seemed silly now, planning our futures when we thought we knew what they’d look like.“You saved me,” C

Alina’s POVHe had a point. I was always preparing for disaster, always assuming things would fall apart. Maybe because so much of my life had fallen apart before.“I need time,” I said again. “Not to decide if I love you or want to be with you. I already know the answer to that. But to figure out what forever actually means. What I want it to look like.”“Fair enough,” Ronan said, standing. “Take all the time you need. Like I said, we’re not going anywhere.”Jaxon pushed off the wall. “And whatever you decide, we’ll respect it. No pressure, no guilt trips.”“Can I ask you something?” I said as they started to leave.“Anything,” Maddox said.“Why now? Why bring this up now instead of waiting longer?”The three of them exchanged glances, having some silent conversation I couldn’t follow.“Because w