All Chapters of Claimed by my Biker Stepbrother: Chapter 21

Zander The house was still empty when the door shut behind me. No, scratch that, it wasn't just quiet, it felt empty. One would think they were the same thing, but there was no way you would be able to differentiate between the both of them until you had felt or experienced it. There was a difference, and my body knew it before my mind caught up. Quiet meant rest, meant breath held in anticipation of sound, while empty meant absence, and a wrongness that pressed against the inside of my skull.“You painted a target.” Bear’s voice hadn’t left me. “You showed them where to press.”I didn't want to agree with the man, but I hated that I found myself unconsciously doing that because he was right. My head throbbed in time with my pulse, a dull ache that spread behind my eyes and down my neck. The adrenaline that had carried me home was burning off now, leaving exhaustion and a sharp, bitter edge of nausea behind. That, and a dull throbbing pain that threatened to send me to the after