All Chapters of THE BIKER'S EX RETURNS : Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

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CHAPTER THIRTY-ONE: THE SIEGE BEGINS

They came at midnight.Two hundred bikes. Roaring engines. The sound of war.I stood on the roof with Razor and Hammer, watching headlights approach like a swarm of angry fireflies."Here we go," Razor said quietly."Remember the plan," I said. "Let them get close. Then light them up."The New Serpents stopped a hundred yards from our gate. Engines idling. Waiting.Then Crystal's voice boomed through a megaphone."Jenna Carter! Come out and face me! Or I start killing your people one by one!""Do not answer," Razor hissed. "Let her sweat."But I was already moving toward the stairs."Jenna, no—""She wants to talk. So we talk." I grabbed the megaphone from a guard. "Crystal! You want me? I am right here!"I walked to the gate, fully visible, fully exposed.Behind me, I heard Razor cursing.Crystal dismounted from her bike, walking forward until we were separated only by chain-link fence.She looked different. Harder. Her eyes were dead."You really thought I was dead," she said. "You

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CHAPTER THIRTY-TWO: FACE TO FACE

I tracked Crystal through the clubhouse using sound.Her breathing. Her footsteps. The soft rustle of her clothes.She was good. But I was better.Because I knew this building. Every creaking board. Every hiding spot. Every exit.This was my territory.My home.I found her in the bar. Standing by the window, silhouetted against the moonlight."Took you long enough," she said without turning. "I was starting to think you ran again.""I do not run anymore. You should know that by now.""Then prove it." She turned, gun raised. "Face me. No tricks. No backup. Just you and me.""Fine." I raised my gun. "But first, answer one question. Why Colt? Why did you have to kill him?""Because he loved you." Crystal's voice was raw. "Even after you left. Even after you broke him. He still loved you. And I could not compete with a ghost.""So you made him one.""So I removed the competition." She smiled. "And it worked. For a while. I thought with him gone, I could finally take control. But then you

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CHAPTER THIRTY-THREE: THE OFFER

I stood at the gate, blood soaking through my shirt, facing two hundred enemy soldiers.They looked scared. Young. Lost.Just like I had been, not so long ago."My name is Jenna Carter," I said, my voice carrying across the silence. "I am the president of the Devil's Reign MC. And I am here to offer you a choice."Murmurs rippled through the crowd."Crystal promised you power. Territory. A place to belong. And then she led you here. To die. For her vendetta. Against me." I paused. "But I am not your enemy. I am not the person you should be fighting.""Then who is?" someone called out."The system that made you desperate enough to follow her. The world that told you violence was your only option. The circumstances that brought you here." I met their eyes. "I know what it is like. To have nowhere to go. No one to trust. Nothing to lose.""So what are you offering?" a woman in the front asked. "If we do not fight you?""Three options. One: You leave. Right now. We do not stop you. You go

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CHAPTER THIRTY-FOUR: THE TRUTH

Crystal looked small in the hospital bed.Not the terrifying villain who tried to destroy me. Just a woman. Broken. Defeated."You came," she said. Her voice was weak. "I did not think you would.""Neither did I." I sat in the chair beside her bed. "What do you want?""To tell you the truth. About Colt. About what really happened that night." She closed her eyes. "I owe you that much.""I am listening.""I did give Cross the information. The building. The timing. All of it." She opened her eyes. "But Colt knew. He figured it out. The day before the raid."My heart stopped. "What?""He confronted me. Said he knew I was working with Cross. Knew I wanted him dead." Crystal's voice cracked. "And he forgave me. Said he understood why I did it. That he did not blame me.""I do not believe you.""I did not either. I thought it was a trick. A way to get me to confess. But he was serious." A tear slid down her cheek. "He said he knew what desperation felt like. Knew what it was like to want so

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CHAPTER THIRTY-FIVE: NEW BEGINNINGS

Six months passed.The Devil's Reign MC grew. Thrived. Became something new.We merged with Victor's MC. Formed an alliance that spanned five states. Legitimate businesses on the surface. Protection and security underneath.The new recruits from Crystal's army integrated well. Riley became my second-in-command. Sharp. Loyal. A good friend.Agent Morrison became our consultant. Helping us navigate legal waters. Making sure we stayed on the right side of the law. Mostly.And Mae. Mae continued being the heart of everything. The glue that held us together.I visited Colt's grave every week. Brought flowers. Told him about the club. About my life. About how I was finally learning to be happy again."I met someone," I told him one afternoon. "His name is Daniel. He is a mechanic. Works at the garage downtown. He does not know anything about MCs or clubs or any of this world. And that is what I like about him."The wind picked up, rustling leaves."I think you would like him. He is kind. Pa

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CHAPTER THIRTY-SIX: THE STRANGER AT THE GATE

One year after Colt's death, life had found a rhythm.The club was stable. Territory was secure. I even managed to sleep through most nights without nightmares.Daniel and I were good. Not perfect. But good. He made me laugh. Made me feel normal. And that was enough.Then she showed up.I was in my office reviewing supply contracts when Razor knocked."We have a visitor. Says she knew Colt. Says it is urgent.""Who is she?""Would not give a name. Just said you would want to hear what she has to say." Razor's expression was troubled. "There is something off about her. I do not trust it.""Bring her in. But stay close."The woman who entered was maybe forty. Dark hair streaked with gray. Tired eyes that had seen too much. She wore expensive clothes that did not quite fit right. Like she was playing a role."Ms. Carter. Thank you for seeing me." Her voice was cultured. Educated. "My name is Dr. Sarah Mitchell. I was Colt Richardson's therapist for five years."I froze. "Colt never menti

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CHAPTER THIRTY-SEVEN: UNRAVELING

I did not tell anyone about Dr. Mitchell's visit.Not Mae. Not Razor. Not Daniel.I just carried it. Like a stone in my chest. Getting heavier every day.Three days later, I went to see Victor.He was at his compound, working on a bike, when I arrived."Jenna. What brings you here?" He set down his tools. "You look like hell.""Did you know?" I asked. "About Colt. About his depression. His suicidal thoughts. Did you know?"Victor's expression closed off. "Who told you?""His therapist. She showed up with session notes. Documentation. Everything." I stepped closer. "You are his father. Did you know your son wanted to die?""I suspected. But Colt did not let people in. Not even me." Victor lit a cigarette. "Why does it matter now? He is gone. Knowing why does not change that.""It changes everything!" My voice broke. "I spent a year believing he died saving me. That he was a hero. But what if he was just a sick man who found an excuse to end his pain?""Does it have to be one or the oth

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CHAPTER TWENTY-EIGHT: THE HUNT

We had seventy-two hours to find a ghost.The man who killed William Cross died without leaving evidence. No DNA. No witnesses. No leads.Just a corpse and questions nobody could answer."We start with a motive," I said, gathering the core team. "Who wanted Cross dead?""Everyone," Hammer said. "That is not a short list.""Then we narrow it. Who had access to the prison? Who could get inside his cell undetected?""Guards. Inmates. Staff." Razor pulled up files on his laptop. "That is still hundreds of people.""What about Victor?" Tommy suggested. "He had connections everywhere. Maybe he arranged it."I called Victor."Did you kill Cross?" I asked bluntly."No. Though I wish I had." Victor paused. "But I know who did."My heart stopped. "Who?""I cannot tell you over the phone. Meet me. Same place as before. One hour."He hung up."It is a trap," Razor said immediately."Maybe. But it is our only lead." I grabbed my jacket. "I am going.""Not alone you are not."We took five bikes. Ex

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CHAPTER THIRTY-NINE: THE BREAKING POINT

Three days later, everything came crashing down.Dr. Mitchell returned. Not to the compound. To a coffee shop downtown. She called and asked me to meet her.Against my better judgment, I went.She was waiting at a corner table. Two cups of coffee already ordered."Thank you for coming," she said as I sat."What do you want? I read the letters. I know the truth. What more is there?""There is always more." She pushed a folder across the table. "This is Colt's full psychiatric evaluation. Done six months before he died. He finally agreed to a comprehensive assessment."I opened it. Pages of tests. Diagnoses. Treatment recommendations.Major Depressive Disorder. PTSD. Borderline Personality Disorder.Recommended treatment: intensive therapy, medication, possible hospitalization."He never did any of this," I said."No. He refused. Said he could handle it on his own." Dr. Mitchell's voice was sad. "That is the tragedy of mental illness. The people who need help most are often the ones mos

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CHAPTER FORTY: MOVING FORWARD

Two weeks after the truth came out, I went to Colt's grave one last time.Not to mourn. But to say goodbye."I know the truth now," I said. "About your depression. Your plans. Your decision." I knelt beside the headstone. "And I am angry. Furious. Because you lied. You made me think you died saving me when really you were just trying to escape your pain."The wind picked up. Like he was listening."But I also understand. Because I know what it is like to be so broken you cannot see a way forward. I know what it is like to think death is easier than living." I touched the stone. "So I forgive you. For lying. For leaving. For choosing death over fighting beside me."Tears streamed down my face."But I also want you to know something. You were wrong. Love was not not enough to save you. But that does not mean you were not worth saving." I smiled through the tears. "You were worth everything. And I am going to spend the rest of my life making sure your death meant something. That your sac

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