All Chapters of The Biker Alpha's Lost Mate : Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

RyderThe hall is packed tonight, fuller than usual, every bench taken, men leaning against the walls, arms crossed, faces tight and serious. The smell of oil, sweat, and metal hangs thick in the air, mixed with the faint sting of antiseptic that still clings to me from the clinic. My side aches with every breath, the stitches pulling when I move, but I ignore it as I step forward. Pain is the least of my problems right now.I let my eyes sweep over them slowly, one face at a time. These are my men. My crew. The same ones who rode with me, bled with me, drank with me. And somewhere in this room might be the person who handed Jackal an opening on a silver platter.“Everyone who was around that night stays right where they are,” I say, my voice calm but hard. The hall quiets fast, the usual noise gone like someone flipped a switch. “No one leaves until we’re done.”Jerome stands a little to my right, arms folded, jaw set. Owen is near the front, leaning back against a table lazily.I ta

Alice I wander through the house late at night when sleep refuses to come and the room starts to feel too stuffy even with the windows open to the cool air outside. The old bruises from fights have healed enough that they do not hurt much anymore but my thoughts keep turning over everything that has happened, the ambush in the bush the way those men chased me, the blackout and waking up with Reign holding me covered in blood from his stab wound. He has suddenly been acting differently since that day keeping an eye on me without the usual arguments and the bond pulls at me in ways that annoy me. I don't want to notice how it makes me feel safer or something close to it. Gabe tells me all the time to try settling here to see that it is not as bad as rogue life, but I still catch myself looking for an exit… planning in my head even if I know leaving right now would put me straight in Jackal's path.The hallways are dark with only a couple lights left on low and I walk in my crocs so

Reign I spend the days after Jerome's news digging deeper into Cass, the last Alpha still breathing from the three who destroyed Sawmoon. Viktor hides under Jackal's pack protection now, but Cass operates from the shadows, using a false name and running his dealings like the coward he always was. The informant sends me fragments of information, a location here, a meeting there, and I follow each lead carefully. I keep the details from most of the crew because the traitor remains among us, leaking information to Jackal, and I cannot afford for this to reach the wrong ears too soon.The strongest lead directs us to an old warehouse district on the edge of neutral territory, where Cass reportedly meets suppliers under his new identity. I decide to take only Jerome and Knox with me, leaving the others to guard the compound and keep an eye on Alice. I do not trust her to stay put if she senses I am away for long. We ride out at night, engines throttled low, lights off for most of the tri

Ryder The war declaration stirs up pack politics overnight with calls coming in from neutral Alphas hinting Jackal offers them land if they stay out or join against us, so I spend hours on the phone pulling strings with old allies reminding them of debts owed and promising shares of any spoils if we win. Jerome interrupts one call to say a rogue group we helped last year wavers because Jackal threatened their camp, and I curse loudly, slamming the phone down deciding to ride out personally to meet their leader.I grab my jacket and helmet from the hook by the door telling Jerome to hold things down while I am gone and he nods saying be careful boss because these rogues flip easily when scared. I walk out to the yard where a few guys are checking bikes and Knox looks up asking where I am heading and I tell him to handle patrols and keep an eye on Alice because she has been edgy since the messenger left. He grins a little saying she always is but I ignore it swinging onto my bike and

Ryder Underground alliances start showing with human gangs Jackal hired, blocking our supply roads, ramming trucks, and taking shots at drivers, forcing us to reroute everything.I sit in the bar booth across from Rico, the gang leader, his tattoos covering arms folded on the table while his guys stand behind him, looking bored but ready. The place smells like old beer and smoke, with music low in the background and a few regulars at the bar not paying attention. Rico sips his drink slowly, watching me with that smirk he always has when he thinks he holds the upper hand."Reign, my man," he drawls, setting the glass down with a clink. "Heard Jackal put a price on your head, pretty much. Declared war over some rogue girl and her brother.""Over property he thinks is his," I reply, keeping my voice even. "But it is war now, and your boys are blocking my roads, ramming trucks, shooting at drivers."He shrugs like it means nothing. "Business. Jackal pays good for the job. Better than wh