Chapter Thirty-Seven

Morning didn’t ask permission.It arrived with the low rumble of engines and the smell of wet earth, the storm having scrubbed the compound raw overnight. I woke to gray light leaking through the curtains and the steady, reassuring weight of an arm around my waist. For a moment, I stayed still, testing the reality of it. Testing us.He was awake too. I knew because his thumb moved in a slow, absent circle against my skin, like he was grounding himself the same way I was.No rushing. No pretending.Just the quiet acknowledgment of what we’d chosen.“You’re staring,” he said.“I’m confirming you’re real.”A huff of amusement left him. “Disappointing verdict?”“Not yet.”He shifted, propping himself up on one elbow, studying me with that focused intensity that used to make me feel like prey. This morning, it felt different. Not ownership. Awareness.“Council’s going to notice,” he said.“They notice everything.”“Not this.” His mouth tipped slightly. “This is going to drive them insane.”

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Chapter Thirty-Eight

Morning came slower than usual.Not because the sun hesitated, but because I did.I lay awake long before the compound stirred, listening to the rhythm of his breathing beside me. Deep. Steady. The kind of calm that only came after choosing something hard and refusing to regret it.The storm had passed sometime in the night. Rain still clung to the windows, tracing lazy paths downward like it hadn’t quite let go. My body felt heavy in a way that had nothing to do with exhaustion. It was the weight of certainty settling in.This wasn’t a moment anymore.It was a line crossed.I shifted slightly, testing the space. His arm tightened around my waist instantly, instinctive, possessive without being cruel.“You trying to disappear?” he murmured, eyes still closed.I smiled despite myself. “Just checking if this was real.”His eyes opened then, sharp even in the dim light. “It is.”Good. Terrifying. Good.The compound woke in stages. Doors opening. Boots hitting concrete. Engines coughing t

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Chapter Thirty-Nine

The first shot didn’t come with sound.It came with instinct.I felt it before I heard it the sharp pull in my gut, the sudden shift in the air like the world had taken a breath and forgotten to let it out. He moved at the same time I did, his hand catching my arm, dragging me down just as glass exploded somewhere above us.Then the sound hit.Gunfire ripped through the compound, loud and merciless, tearing apart the fragile quiet we’d been pretending was peace. Shouts erupted. Boots thundered against concrete. Engines roared to life, not in celebration this time, but in war.“Inside. Now,” he barked.I didn’t argue. I ran.We moved through the hallways like we’d practiced it a hundred times, even though we never had. Muscle memory built from survival kicked in. He shoved me into the reinforced room at the back of the compound, slamming the door shut behind us just as another shot cracked outside.My heart was trying to claw its way out of my chest.“They found us,” I said.“No,” he r

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Chapter forty

Morning didn’t arrive so much as it crept in thin light leaking through broken panes, dust motes floating like they had nowhere else to be. I’d slept, technically. But my mind never shut down. It paced all night, counting exits, replaying the voice on that phone, dissecting every word like it was a threat written in code.You’re the catalyst.I sat up slowly, listening. The plant had its own rhythm now boots on concrete, the murmur of low voices, metal clinking softly as weapons were checked and rechecked. No panic. No chaos. Just readiness.He was already awake. Of course he was.I found him near the central map table, sleeves rolled up, ink smudged on his forearm where he’d been marking routes. He looked up when he sensed me, not surprised, just… aware. Like he always knew where I was, even when he wasn’t looking.“You didn’t sleep,” he said.“I slept enough.”A lie. We both knew it. He didn’t call me on it.Mara was there too, leaning against a pillar, arms crossed. Her gaze flicke

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Chapter Forty-One

The silence after a fight was never empty. It was crowded with things that hadn’t finished happening yet.The warehouse still smelled like burnt rubber and gunpowder, sharp and bitter in the back of my throat. My ears rang faintly, the echo of gunfire refusing to let go. Around us, the crew moved with practiced efficiency hold checking pulses, securing weapons, dragging bodies out of sight. No one celebrated. No one relaxed.Because everyone knew the same thing I did.This wasn’t an ending. It was a warning shot.He stayed close to me as we moved, not hovering, not caging just present. A constant awareness at my side, like gravity. His hand brushed my lower back once, brief and grounding, before he stepped away to give orders. Clear. Precise. Alpha through and through.But different.The men listened to him the way they always had. What changed was how they looked at me.Not curiosity. Not suspicion.Calculation.Respect.We regrouped in a secondary safehouse less than an hour later a

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All Chapters of The Biker Alpha Who Claimed Me Again: Chapter 41 - Chapter 45

Chapter Thirty-Seven

Chapter Thirty-Eight

Chapter Thirty-Nine

Chapter forty

Chapter Forty-One