Lahat ng Kabanata ng The Alpha Biker's Healer: Kabanata 31 - Kabanata 40

ALPHA JARON'S POVThe wheels of my chair hummed over the stone path as I moved toward the garden. I needed air, space to think, anything to quiet the echo of her voice in my head.“Speak harshly to me and I will leave.”A threat. A line drawn. And I, Alpha of this pack, had stopped myself. Damn her.The garden was quiet, the wind rustling the leaves, the scent of herbs thick in the air. I was halfway down the path when whispers drifted toward me, soft but cutting.“She didn’t even fear him,” one voice said.“She actually told him off,” another added.“First time I’ve seen Alpha Jaron yield,” a third murmured.“Was it something else?”My hands tightened on the wheels. They were talking about me, about her. And they were right. I had stopped. I had let her speak. I had let her stay.Worse, I wanted her to stay. I didn’t know why, and that made it worse.A rough, bitter laugh cut through the air.“Ah, so the Alpha isn’t invincible after all,” someone said.I spun the chair toward the sou

KHALIA'S POVMorning light seeped through the curtains in soft, muted gold, warming the corners of the room as it brushed gently against my skin. My entire body felt heavy and sore, my hands most of all.The hours I spent treating the pack last night left a deep ache in my bones, the kind of exhaustion sleep could not fully mend. I forced my stiff limbs to move and pushed myself upright, feeling fatigue settle in my chest like a second heartbeat.I stretched carefully, rolling my shoulders before heading to the shower.The moment the warm water hit my skin, a slow sigh escaped me. It felt like a quiet embrace, gentle enough to ease the tightness in my muscles and strong enough to wash away the lingering scent of herbs, blood, and healing salves.I let the water run over me longer than necessary, closing my eyes as memories of last night’s chaos flickered behind them. Warriors lined up with burns, broken bones, torn skin, exhaustion on their faces and worry in their eyes. And I treated

I froze.He had said I was “distracting,” and for a moment, neither of us moved. The word hovered between us like something forbidden, sharp enough to slice through the tension we had been drowning in.I inhaled slowly, forcing myself to focus. Focus on anything except the burn in my cheeks or the heavy silence wrapping around us.“I think,” I said, turning away before I reacted stupidly, “we better start the session instead of arguing about nonsense.”He did not immediately respond. I heard the faint creak of his wheelchair, the soft shift of his weight, and I could feel his stare drilling into my back.Finally, he spoke, voice deep and controlled.“Fine. If you insist.”Even in agreement, he sounded dominant and commanding, like the air itself obeyed him. I took a deep breath, centering myself before facing him again.“Let’s begin,” I said in the most professional tone I could manage.He nodded once, sharp and precise, and the argument dissolved into something quieter but no less in

My eyebrows pulled together. “What does that even mean, Alpha?”Jaron’s jaw flexed. Those storm-dark eyes stayed locked on mine, like he was forcing himself to explain something he’d rather keep buried under that rigid Alpha posture.“It means,” he said slowly, “Daniel has a mate.”I blinked.Once.Twice.A third time, just to make sure I heard him right.“That’s… why you came here?” I asked. “That’s the reason?”His expression stayed carved in stone, calm but clipped. “Yes. I’m avoiding trouble. I don’t want you caught in anything unnecessary.”My mouth fell open a little. “Trouble? Alpha, I'm just comforting her..“It didn’t look like nothing,” he replied, tone firm but controlled. “And people will talk if they see something they misunderstand. Especially given the situation with his mate.”I slowly shook my head. He still wasn’t getting it.So I told him.“Alpha,” I breathed out, “his mate cheated on him.”That finally made Jaron’s eyes flicker. A slight shift. A crack in the mask.

KAHLIA'S POVI woke with a start, my heart hammering so violently I thought it might burst through my chest. The room was dark, the soft glow of the streetlights filtering through the blinds the only illumination. My pulse raced, and for a split second I couldn’t remember where I was, or why the anxiety had clawed its way into my sleep. Then came the frantic pounding on my door, sharp and insistent.“Dr. Ford!” a panicked voice called out. “You need to come, now!”I shot out of bed, my bare feet hitting the cool floor as I rushed to the door. Before I could even reach for the handle, the door swung open. Daniel stood there, eyes wide, his usual composure shattered.“Alpha…” he gasped. “He passed out. You have to come quick.”My stomach dropped, a cold wave of panic sweeping over me. I swallowed hard, forcing my legs to move, and followed him without another word. My mind raced. The Alpha had passed out. Alpha Jaron, the man I had been treading so carefully around, the one I had been m