All Chapters of Rebirth of The Biker Alpha's Bride: Chapter 191 - Chapter 200

Aldrich's POVOh… fuck.She stood there, stark naked and God, it was like oxygen had been evacuated from the room. My mouth fell open and my eyes roamed her body.Goddess…. She looked like sin and salvation all wrapped into one—one I couldn't refuse nor accept.Her breasts that were once full and upright had become fuller and sagged slightly which looked so sexy by the way. Her nipples were so thick and pink that it felt like it hurt and needed my lips closed around them to ease up.Her ass was rounded and bigger with shiny thin lines of cracks that looked like an art. Her stomach was shiny and protruded forward enough to hide her cunt. But I could still catch the faint smell of her arousal.Oh.. God, staring at her now, I realized how much I had missed her even though I had tried to deny it.I had stayed months without sex. Every time I tried to have sex with the ladies at the clubhouse, I found myself irritated by their touch and ended up chasing them off. I even summoned Ivy once b

Mara's POV Aldrichhhhhh! He challenged me to use my power to push him away but I couldn't. I fucking tried to summon the powers within me, lifted my hand to throw him against the wall but my hands suddenly felt heavier. It felt like my power had suddenly lost its essence. It was then that I realized that I wanted him just as much too. This bastard wasn't supposed to touch me. Not like this. And even if he did, I wasn't supposed to enjoy it. Not like this. Not so much that I craved him over and over again. And even if I enjoyed it, I wasn't supposed to moan. Not so loudly, and shamelessly. And even if I moaned, I wasn't supposed to pull him closer to me—subtly telling him to go harder. I tried to fight the pleasure building up fast inside me, but instead, I had gripped his head tightly as he devoured my cunt like he had never done even when we were still together. I guessed he had purposely done that to show me what I had missed in months. When he suckled my nipples… I swore I want

Aldrich's POV“Lilith,” I called after my sister as she stormed off to her chambers. “I'm sorry, okay? Please forgive me.”She did not respond. Instead, she stepped into the room and tried to close the door, but I placed my foot at the bottom to stop it.“Leave!” Her eyes blazed as more tears slid down her cheeks. “Leave, Aldrich. I don't want to see your fucking betrayal anymore, especially since her scent and arousal is still all over you.”“Just listen to me, Lilith. I did not mean to do what I did. We are both broken now, and disagreeing with one another shouldn't be what we are doing right now.”“Broken?” She let out a bitter laugh. “I don't think you're broken. For all I know, you're having a nice time with the woman who is responsible for my husband's death. Evander has just been buried, for Goddess’ sake, and you're already living like he never even existed.”“This is not true, Lilith, and you know it!”I growled, hating the way she thought I wasn't hurt by everything happenin

Mara's POVAldrich scoffed bitterly. “What nonsense are you spewing, Mara?” Confusion was thick in his voice, and even his expression hinted that he didn’t know what I was talking about, but I swore I wouldn’t let myself be fooled by this man ever again.“You are still pretending like you don’t know what I mean!”“That is because I don’t know what you mean!” he screamed back. “I swear, you are driving me crazy right now, and this is not even funny at all. Which ritual are you talking about, and why the hell would I want to use you and the children that I love and care so much about? Do you even realize how excited I was when Anita told me I would soon be a father?”I paused, now even more confused by how serious his expression was and how genuinely frustrated he looked. So, I decided to spill the truth.“Well… I heard everything Anita told you that morning.”I began, my voice hard as the memories of that day—our wedding morning—crossed my mind. Yet, it turned out to be the saddest day

Mara's POV“I’m asking for Seer Anita,” I say to a young boy of about ten years old. His head is shaved clean, and he is dressed in a white monk’s uniform—probably undergoing training. “Have you seen her around?”He bows deeply. “Luna.” I wonder how he recognizes me, despite the silk scarf wrapped around my head. Then he raises his head. “Come with me, Your Highness.” He turns to his left, and I follow behind him.We keep walking until he stops in front of a building.“She should be inside,” he says, gesturing at the entrance. “Please pull off your shoes and go in.”I manage a small smile at him. “Thank you.”“I’m glad I could help.” He smiles respectfully and runs off.I take a deep breath in and out, pull off the flats I am wearing, and climb the small stairs leading into the building.The moment I step in, the thick smell of incense hits my nostrils sharply, making me slightly nauseous. Then the sound of a ritual bell echoes through the air, accompanied by low, unfamiliar chants.A