All Chapters of Claimed by the Rogue Biker Alphas : Chapter 141 - Chapter 150

Sera's POV“We did not only come here for reconciliation, Anita,” I said, setting my cutleries down and dabbing the napkin on my lips.I fixed my gaze on her as she munched on her food quietly. She looked better than earlier. Her skin was no longer gloomy and even her hair was glistening, probably brushed and shampooed.“We also came because we needed your help, Anita. We wanted to know if there was any way that we could be saved. All of us. My babies, I, and my mate. Anyway that could truly be saved, Anita,” I quickly added. “And please… don't tell us to stay away from each other. We've tried it and saw that it wasn't possible. It was no different from a death sentence.”She smiled faintly. “Of course, I would never tell you to do that. I have seen the love that the three of you share, so I know staying apart is a dead end.”“Good.” I was glad she knew. I took a sip of water before I continued speaking. “So, is there anything that could be done?”“Actually… there is something.”The t

Forest Of EvilAuthor's POVThe Forest of Evil swallowed Anita the moment she stepped in, and everything about it felt wrong in a way she could not explain because even though she knew it was morning outside, inside the forest there was nothing but thick, suffocating darkness that refused to let in even the smallest hint of sunlight, and the little lamp she carried in her hand barely helped as its weak glow struggled against the heavy shadows surrounding her.Fear settled deep in her chest as she walked carefully, her steps slow and uncertain while her eyes darted around nervously because the forest did not feel empty, it felt alive in the worst possible way, and she could sense the presence of creatures lurking around her, hovering just beyond the reach of her light, watching her every move without revealing themselves fully.Sometimes she caught glimpses of them, distorted shapes with glowing eyes and unnatural forms that made her heart pound wildly, and even though they did not att

Seraphina's POVHours Later….My eyes fluttered open and the first thing I felt was the dull ache throbbing in my skull, followed by the pains that coursed all over my body.What the hell had happened? I thought, pressing a palm to my forehead.Just then, the memories of everything that had happened played out vividly in my mind—the ritual, the burning sensation in my mark, and the darkness that had consumed me.“Now, the curse is broken,” Scarlett’s words echoed through me, and I sprang up to sit despite the weakness of my body.A small smile curled up my lips. Had the curse truly broken?I swung the duvet off me, wore the floppy indoor slippers by the bed, and made my way out of the room. I needed to ask if I had heard Scarlett correctly before I passed out.Just as I walked by the mirror, I saw it, and I paused instantly. I took a step backward and stepped closer to the mirror to assess my neck. There was no mark there anymore. In fact, it looked like I had never been marked. Just

Sera's POV Lucien's juice was salty, thick and absolutely delicious, so I did not waste time before gulping it down slowly so I wouldn’t choke, and it filled my stomach completely. Smirking down at me, he pressed his tip and more of his pre-cum pooled into my mouth. “Swallow it, pookie,” he pressed my head closer to his cock. “All of it.” When I was done, he pulled his cock out of my mouth and I breathed out, cum and saliva dripping down. Soon, I started screaming loudly as Lysander pounded harder into my creamy pussy. “Ohh, yes,” I moaned as his fingertip hit my sensitive spot over and over again. “Yes. Goddess.” My fingers wrapped around his wrist tightly. Maybe to stop the pleasurable assault or maybe for him to go harder, I didn’t know. My knees pressed harder into the cold tiled floor. Lucien walked to the corner of the room, grabbed a bottle of their favourite Bourbon wine and gulped down a little. “You’re so loud, baby,” he sneered, stroking his cock with his free hand. “D

Seraphina's POV “I will do everything I can to fix you and mother’s marriage,” I said firmly, squeezing his hands to comfort him because the pain in his eyes and voice made my chest ache. “You don’t have to,” father insisted. “She wants to divorce me, so I should let her do it. I had thought about it and concluded that I shouldn’t avoid it. Tomorrow, I would show up in court and get it done with.” “No, no,” I shook my head. “I wouldn’t let it happen!” I stomped my feet on the floor. “Or did you really want this divorce? You didn’t love her anymore?” He hesitated but shook his head. “No, I didn’t want the divorce and I still loved her so much. We had been through so much together, especially when we lost you.” “Exactly. The reason why she wanted to divorce you was because I hurt her. She thought I was going to die and now that everything was fine, we should let her know and maybe she would change her mind.” “I didn’t think we would.” “We could never tell until we met her,