Desired By The Biker Twins Alpha のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 71 - チャプター 80

Mira's pov Alder arrived faster than I expected, and when I opened the door, he looked almost nervous, like he wasn't sure what he was walking into. "You said you needed to talk," he said carefully, stepping inside when I motioned him in. "I do." I led him to the small sitting room off the back of the house, away from where Kade or Elara might wander past. "I need to know something, and I need you to be honest with me." His shoulders tensed slightly. "Okay." "Kade said something the night you two fought. About why you were banished from the pack." I watched his face carefully as I spoke, and I saw it, the flicker of panic before he schooled his expression back into calm. "I didn't catch all of it. I was too angry to focus. But I need to know if there's something you're hiding from me, Alder. Something important." He was quiet for a long moment, his jaw working like he was chewing over exactly how much to say. "There are things about my past I haven't told you yet," he admitted f

Kade's pov Austin called me the moment the note arrived, and I broke every speed limit getting back to the mansion, my hands shaking on the wheel the entire drive. By the time I reached her, Mira was sitting in the kitchen, pale and quiet, her arms wrapped tightly around herself. Something in my chest cracked at the sight of her looking so small, so frightened, when just hours earlier she'd stood tall enough to face down an entire council. "I'm fine," she said before I could even ask, though her voice wavered just enough to betray her. "You're not fine." I knelt in front of her chair, taking her hands in mine. "Someone tampered with your vitamins and left a threat at the gate. That's not fine, Mira." "I know." Her eyes finally met mine, exhaustion and fear swimming there. "I just don't know what else to say right now." "You don't have to say anything." I squeezed her hands gently. "Just let me help. Let me be here." She studied me for a long moment before nodding slowly, and som

Mira's pov "Lock every gate. Now." Austin was already barking orders before I'd even finished reading the message out loud. Kade snatched the phone from my hand, his eyes scanning the words twice like he could somehow make them mean something less terrifying. "The next delivery won't miss," he read aloud, jaw tight. "That's not a threat. That's a promise." "Cancel every scheduled delivery for the next two weeks," Austin said into his phone, already moving toward the security office. "Nothing comes through those gates unless I personally clear it." I sank into a chair, my hand pressed against my stomach, trying to breathe through the fear clawing up my throat. "I want Eira brought in for questioning," Kade said, his voice low and dangerous. "Now." "On what grounds?" Austin asked. "We have suspicion, not proof." "I don't care about proof anymore." Kade's hands curled into fists. "She threatened Mira's life." "We don't know it's her," I said, though my own voice lacked conviction

Kade's pov I didn't sleep at all that night. I sat in the dark of my own room, replaying the image over and over, the closed door, the muffled sounds I wished I could unhear, the knowledge that she had chosen him again, even after everything. By morning, I felt hollowed out, exhausted in a way sleep wouldn't fix. I found Austin in the kitchen, already up, already working through the council paperwork against Eira. "You look terrible," he said bluntly. "Long night," I muttered, pouring coffee I didn't actually want. He studied me for a moment, something knowing in his expression. "You saw them." I didn't bother denying it. "Yeah." "Kade." Austin set his papers down. "You can't keep doing this to yourself. She's carrying your child, not your ownership papers. She gets to choose who she wants." "I know that," I snapped, harder than I meant to. "Doesn't make it hurt less." He was quiet for a moment before speaking again. "For what it's worth, I don't think she's choosing against

Mira's pov Training with Austin was brutal in ways I hadn't expected, every session leaving my muscles aching and my patience thinner than usual. "Again," he said, watching me carefully as I worked through defensive stances modified for my growing stomach. "You're leaving your side open every time you pivot." "I'm five months pregnant," I panted, hands on my hips. "Forgive me for not moving like an Olympic athlete." "The trial won't forgive you for it," he said, though not unkindly. "Alina's been training her entire life for this moment. You have two weeks to close a gap years wide." He wasn't wrong, and that reality sat heavy in my chest every single day leading up to the challenge. Kade showed up most afternoons, running strategy scenarios with me, testing how quickly I could think under pressure while Austin drilled the physical side. Alder came in the evenings, quieter sessions focused on the council's history, past challenges, loopholes previous leaders had used to secure vi