The Biker Alpha's Lost Mate 의 모든 챕터: 챕터 41 - 챕터 44

AliceI wait until the compound settles into that uneasy quiet it gets after midnight, when most people pretend to sleep but no one actually does. The halls thin out, footsteps fade, and the guards rotate into their slower shifts. That is when I move. I pull my hood up, more out of habit than fear, and head toward the storage wing like I belong there, because technically I still do, no matter how many looks I have been getting lately.My head is loud. Every step I take echoes with Gabe’s face behind bars, the way his eyes refused to meet mine, the way his hands shook even when he tried to play it tough. He confessed, yes, but nothing about it sits right with me, and I am done waiting for permission to prove it.The storage building smells like oil, metal, and old dust. I flick on the low lights, enough to see but not enough to draw attention from outside. Shelves line the walls, stacked with crates, spare parts, and old patrol gear. In the far corner is what I came for, the metal cab

AliceI barely sleep, and when I do, it is shallow and restless, filled with static voices and half heard threats that jerk me awake with my heart racing. Lately, I can only do my findings in the middle of the night or very early, that's if I don't want any pests, I am already on my feet, pulling on my boots and jacket, my mind locked on one thing. Proof. Real proof. Not theories, not gut feelings, not something Reign can brush off as stress or jealousy.The radio room smells like dust and old metal, a place most people avoid because it reminds them of long nights on patrol and bad news crackling through speakers. I shut the door behind me and flick on the lamp, the low hum of electricity filling the space. The console lights up, familiar and comforting in a strange way. I have spent enough time here to know where things hide when people think no one will look too closely.I start with the archived logs, fingers moving fast over the controls, pulling up dates around the day Gabe was