All Chapters of Fake Dating My Ex Alpha Mate’s Rival Biker Stepbrother: Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

A knock sounds on my door.I look up from where I’m sitting.“Come in.”The door opens slightly.“One of the guards says Alpha wants to see you,” the girl at the door says.I nod. “Okay.”She leaves, and I sit there for a second before standing up.I know why he is calling for me. He knew something was wrong with me this morning. And he clearly said he would ask me about it when he returns.How am I going to convince him that I’m fine?I smooth my hands over my clothes, more out of habit than anything else, then walk out.The walk to his office is quiet.People move around like usual.Some nod at me.I nod back.It still feels a little strange.Being here.Being seen.I get to his door and push it open.Calix is behind his desk. He looks up the moment I step in.“Hey,” he says.“Hey. You are back.” I close the door behind me and walk in slowly and sit on the chair opposite him.There’s a brief silence.Then—“What’s going on?”Straight to it. I expected that.I shrug slightly. “Nothi

The past few days have been… quiet.They blur together when I try to think about them. Morning, afternoon, night. The same routine, over and over again.I ate.I walked around the mansion with no real destination.I read books I didn’t care about.Scrolled through my phone for hours.Slept.Then did it all again.It should feel normal. Easy.But it doesn’t.It feels like something is pressing down on me. Slowly. Constantly.Like I’m stuck.Like I’m waiting for something that isn’t happening.Sometimes, I catch myself thinking about my shop. The noise. The work. The movement. The way I used to actually do something with my day.Here…I just exist.And it’s starting to feel suffocating.I sit by the window, my legs pulled slightly to the side as I scroll through TikTok.The screen lights up my face. Video after video. Sounds blending into each other.I’m not really paying attention.My thumb just keeps moving.Up.Up.Up.A laugh from one of the videos plays, but it doesn’t reach me.Th

I step out of the room quietly, pulling the door closed behind me.Marcus is standing a few steps away, arms crossed, eyes alert. He turns the moment he hears the door.“Where is Calix?” I ask.“In his office,” he says. His gaze flicks briefly to the door behind me. “How’s she?”I exhale softly. “Still unconscious. I cleaned her up and changed her clothes.” My fingers curl slightly at my sides. “The injuries are really bad.”His jaw tightens just a little.“No idea who she is?” I ask as I start walking.Marcus falls into step beside me.“Not yet,” he says. “But right after we stepped out, one of the guards came running.”I glance at him.“Three men showed up at the gate,” he continues. “Asking if a girl ran in here.”My chest tightens.“So Calix told me to stay back and guard the room,” he adds. “He went to deal with them.”I nod once.“They’re in his office now.”I don’t slow down.“Okay,” I say. “Go back and stand guard at the door. Don’t let anyone near her.”Marcus nods without he

Night comes quietly.The room grows darker little by little, the last bit of light slipping through the curtains before disappearing completely. Lamps are turned on at some point, but it still feels dim. Calm on the surface.She hasn’t woken up.Not once.I sit beside her for a long time, watching the slow rise and fall of her chest, waiting for something to change. For her fingers to move. For her eyes to open.Nothing.Just silence.Eventually, I force myself up.I take a quick bath, letting the water run over me, hoping it would clear my head the way it usually does. But it doesn’t do much this time. My mind stays busy and restless.When I step out, I dry off and change, then walk back into the room.She’s still the same.Still.Quiet.I walk to the bed and climb in, careful not to disturb her. The mattress dips slightly under my weight. The space is big enough that I’m not too close, but still close enough to reach her if anything changes.I lie on my back and stare at the ceiling

We walk quickly through the hallway, our footsteps echoing against the walls. I can barely keep up with Calix’s pace. He doesn’t slow down, doesn’t look back. There’s something in the way he moves—tight, controlled—that makes my chest feel uneasy again.Marcus is right beside him.“The Alpha of Silverfangs,” Marcus says, his voice low but firm. “He’s here for the girl.”My stomach tightens immediately.For a second, I don’t even breathe properly. It feels like something just dropped inside me.He’s here.For her.Fear creeps in before I can stop it. Not loud. Not overwhelming. Just… there. Sitting quietly in my chest.“Where are they?” Calix asks.“The throne room.”Of course.We don’t stop walking.My fingers curl slightly at my sides as we get closer. I don’t even know what I’m expecting, but my body is already tense. My mind flashes back to her—how she looked when she woke up, the way her hands shook, the way she kept looking at the door like someone would walk in at any second.He