Alle Kapitel von Desired By The Biker Twins Alpha: Kapitel 91 – Kapitel 100

Kade's pov I noticed it before anyone else did, the way Alina had started appearing wherever Alder happened to be, always with some reasonable excuse. "You're imagining things," Mira said when I brought it up, sorting through cartel paperwork, exhaustion evident in her shoulders. "Alina's helping with the security transition. That's all it is." "I know what I'm seeing, Mira." I crossed my arms. "That woman doesn't do anything without an angle. Especially not after everything her mother just lost her." "Maybe she's just trying to find her footing again," Mira said, though I caught the flicker of uncertainty before she buried it. "I don't have the energy to police who Alder spends his afternoons with. I have an entire cartel to run." "I'm not asking you to police him," I said, softening. "I'm asking you to be careful. Alina's dangerous in ways her mother never figured out. She's patient." Mira looked up fully. "Why does this bother you so much? A few weeks ago you could barely stan

The coronation ceremony arrived with more fanfare than I expected, the entire pack gathered beneath strings of lantern light strung between the old oak trees as Baldric formally recognized me as the new leader of the cartel, my father's legacy finally settled firmly into my hands after everything it had taken to reach this moment. "To Mira," Baldric announced, raising a glass toward the crowd, his voice carrying warmth I hadn't heard from him before. "Daughter of our former leader, and rightful heir to everything he built, proven not through birthright alone but through fire, through trial, and through sheer force of will." The crowd erupted into cheers, and for the first time in months, I allowed myself to simply breathe, to enjoy something without immediately searching the shadows for the next threat waiting to strike. Kade stood proudly beside me throughout the ceremony, his hand never far from mine, while Alder watched from a respectful distance, understanding without needing to

Mira's pov I hadn't heard from Alder all evening, and something about the silence sat wrong in my stomach as the night stretched later than expected, the clock on my nightstand ticking past ten, then eleven. "Have you heard from him?" I asked Kade, pacing the length of my room while he sat watching me with a carefully neutral expression, papers forgotten in his lap. "Not since this afternoon," Kade admitted. "You're really worried about this, aren't you." "I don't know why," I said, rubbing my temple, exhaustion pulling at me despite the restless energy keeping me on my feet. "Something just feels off tonight. I can't explain it any better than that." My phone buzzed. An unknown number, the kind that always made my stomach twist these days. "You should come see something, Mira. Alina's place. Third door past the clubhouse. I think you deserve to know exactly who you're trusting." My stomach dropped instantly, ice sliding through my veins. "What is it?" Kade asked, noticing my e

Mira's pov I didn't cry until I reached my room, until the door finally clicked shut behind me and Kade's steady presence gave me permission to finally fall apart completely, the walls I'd been holding up all night crumbling at once. "I actually believed him," I said, my voice cracking as tears finally spilled over freely. "After everything, after all his promises, I let myself believe he was different from everyone else who's hurt me." "Mira." Kade knelt in front of me, taking my hands gently in his. "I know this hurts. I know exactly how much this hurts right now, more than you probably even realize yet." "Do you?" I asked bitterly, though there was no real venom behind it. "Because from where I'm sitting, you're the one person who actually never lied to me about who you are, even when I wished you had." "I've made my own mistakes," he said quietly. "Plenty of them, more than you know. But right now, this isn't about me. This is about you, and how much this is clearly breaking y

Mira's pov Time didn't heal things as neatly as everyone promised it would, no matter how many people repeated the sentiment to me over the following days. I read Alder's message a dozen times over, the proof clear and undeniable, and yet every time I closed my eyes, I still saw him tangled in Alina's sheets, still heard Alina's voice insisting it wasn't what it looked like in that doorway. "You need to talk to him eventually," Austin said one afternoon, finding me buried in cartel paperwork I'd been using as a deliberate distraction from everything else demanding my attention and my heart. "He hasn't pushed, hasn't demanded anything from you. That says something, Mira, about the kind of man he actually is." "I know," I admitted, setting down my pen and rubbing my tired eyes. "I just don't know how to look at him yet without seeing that room every single time." "That's fair," Austin said gently, settling into the chair across from my desk. "Nobody's asking you to forget what you s