All Chapters of Claimed by my Biker Stepbrother: Chapter 131 - Chapter 140

PearlThree months had passed since that bloody night at the gala. Three months of court dates, federal interviews, and Zander healing from the bullet wound that nearly took him from me. Tonight, we stood outside the courthouse as Robert Chen was led away in handcuffs after receiving a life sentence as judge's verdict. I watched them put him in the back of the van, his expensive suit replaced by an orange jumpsuit. No more smug smiles, no more power at his beck and call. “Feels good, doesn’t it?” Zander said beside me, his arm finally out of the sling. The scar on his shoulder was still pink and angry, but he was getting better every day.“Yeah,” I replied, leaning into his side. “But it doesn’t bring Dad back.”Zander kissed the top of my head. “Nothing will. But we finished what he started. That’s something.”Brick walked up to us, grinning from war to ear. “Serpents are done. Most of their guys scattered or got picked up in the sweeps. Iron Wolves got full clearance from the fed

PearlThe months blurred together in the best way possible. Club business stabilized under Zander’s leadership. The legitimate companies I managed started turning up real profit, clean money for the first time in years. We fought, we made up, we built something solid. And tonight, one year after Chen’s sentencing, the clubhouse was dressed up in fairy lights and wildflowers for our wedding.It was not anything big. No white dress or fancy venue. Just us, our people, and the family we had chosen.I stood in the back room in a simple ivory slip dress that hugged my curves perfectly, with my father’s ring hanging on the chain around my neck. Zander walked in without knocking, already dressed in his black button-up and cut, looking every inch the president and the man I fell in love with.“You’re not supposed to see me before the ceremony,” I told him. He closed the door behind him and pulled me into his arms. “Rules are for other people. I needed to see my wife.”“Not your wife yet,” I

PearlWhen the nursery was finally finished, it had gray walls, dark wood crib, and a motorcycle-shaped mobile hanging above it that Zander had spent three evenings building. I folded tiny onesies while he leaned against the doorframe, watching me with that half-smile I still wasn’t tired of looking at. “You’re nesting hard today,” he said, arms crossed.I held up a onesie with little wolf paws on it. “Can you blame me? He’s going to be here in a few weeks. I want everything perfect.”Zander walked over and wrapped his arms around me from behind, hands gently cradling my belly. “It’s already perfect. You’re perfect.” He kissed the side of my neck. “But you’ve been quiet since lunch. What’s going on in that head of yours?”I leaned back into him. “I got a weird call this morning. Unknown number. They hung up when I answered, but.. they left a voicemail.”I could feel the way his body grew tense instantly, like it something that he had been trying to avoid. “What did it say?”I pulled

PearlThe room was thrown into real chaos.“Down!” Zander said, shoving me behind the couch while drawing his gun. Glasses shattered as bullets tore through the front windows. Vienna screamed and dropped to the floor, hands over her head.Brick and Ghost were already returning fire from the kitchen.“Who the fuck is out there?” I yelled, gripping my pistol with both hands. My belly felt huge and vulnerable. Every kick from Finn reminded me what was at stake.“Reyes’ men!” Zander shouted back. “At least four, maybe more. Stay low, Pearl!”A bullet slammed into the wall above us, spraying plaster. Zander cursed and fired twice through the broken window. Someone outside screamed.Vienna crawled closer to us, face streaked with tears. “This is my fault. All of it. I should’ve burned that drive years ago.”“Save it,” Zander snapped, reloading with one hand while keeping his body between me and the windows. “You dropped enough bombs tonight. Snake? Really? You let me believe Flinn was my f

PearlThe field office smelled like burnt coffee and stale air. Of course I reasoned that detectives liked coffee in their respective divisions, but this one just seemed to choke the freshness right out of the air. I sat beside Zander in a small conference room, my hand firmly in his while Agent Ramirez went over the events of last night for the third time.“So Reyes admitted to ordering the hit on Flinn along with Chen?” Ramirez asked, leaning forward.Zander nodded. “He said Snake was my biological father. Bragged about it. Then he sent his men to kill us for the drive.”I squeezed Zander’s hand. “Vienna brought the real evidence. She sacrificed herself to protect us. Without her, we might not be sitting here.”Ramirez looked between us, then at my very pregnant belly. “I’m sorry for your loss. We’ll keep Reyes in maximum security. He’s facing multiple federal charges now. With the new evidence on that drive, we can tie up the last loose ends of the network.”Zander leaned forward.