All Chapters of Biker Beta And His DirTy little LUNA : Chapter 191 - Chapter 200

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192: Define Power

Diane. The sleek black vehicle glided through the iron gates. I leaned my head against the cool glass of the window as I watched the massive pillars of Anthor’s estate grow closer. I was late. Not by much, but it was enough to make the skin on the back of my neck prickle with unease. I hadn't wanted to be late, but some visitors had come. Although I had cut the conversation short with them, it still caused a delay. As we arrived, Anthor was already standing there. He stood tall under the warm amber glow of the porch light. A long charcoal coat was draped over his broad shoulders. His hands were clasped behind his back. He looked like the perfect picture of an elder waiting for royalty. Beside him stood his wife. Her hands were folded neatly over her apron, and a soft, welcoming smile lit up her face. One thing I loved about Anthor and his family was their simplicity. They ran their family affairs without the extreme interventions of house servants—especially his wife. I t

Last Updated : 2026-07-01

193: Will of the living

Diane. "But Diane... I have a few things I have to tell you. First, let me ask you this. Do you know what power is?" I nodded once. "I do." "Do you know how hard it is to acquire?" "Yes, Uncle. I know." "Child," Anthor whispered. His eyes narrowed. "Power is something that people work their entire lives to get. People strive for it. They bleed for it. They die for it. But only one percent get it." He was right. He took a deep breath. His chest rose and fell slowly. "The Furmond... he will be handed over the land. If the blood test verifies that he is a True Blood... yes?" “Yes.” I nodded once. “After that, what happens to you?" He asked, holding my gaze. I didn't answer him. I just stared at him. "According to the pack law," Anthor answered for me. His voice was sharp like a razor. "A ten percent share will be given to you. On paper, it is supposed to be understandable. But it is not. It is nothing, Diane. It is absolutely nothing compared to what you have right n

Last Updated : 2026-07-01

194: Bone that heals

Rocco. I sat flat on the hard wooden table, my back pressed against the brick wall. My boot was off. My left ankle was twice its normal size, the skin stretched tight and turning into deep, ugly purple. It throbbed with every single beat of my heart. In the corner, Laila was moving around fast. She clinked glass bottles together. She was mixing things, her fingers covered in white powder as she stirred a small bowl. I knew she was getting the herbs ready to jump-start my healing. I leaned my head back against the bricks and closed my eyes. My mind went straight back to that alley. Celine. That was her name. I remembered it clearly now. I didn't even know how to feel about what that girl had just done to me. At first, when the metal hit my bone, a pure, hot wave of anger had flooded my chest. I swear to God, if it had been anyone else on that street, I would have broken them into pieces. I would have crushed every single bone in their body before they could even blink. She

Last Updated : 2026-07-02

195: Dangerous exchange

Rocco Laila’s face went serious. She took a step closer and stood right in front of me. "That girl you brought in here tonight, Rocco... she is not supposed to come inside this place. Nobody from the outside is ever supposed to come here. You know the rules." She was right. I knew it was completely true. She wasn't supposed to follow us into our den. Now, an outsider knew we had a medical facility hidden right here in the shadows. It was a security risk. "Don't worry about it," I said, waving my hand in the air. "I know her." Laila lifted her eyebrows high, giving me a deeply suspicious look. "You know her?" "Yes. I do." I wasn't worried at all. If Celine was connected to Diane, then she wasn't a threat. If she was somehow working under the Luna, she was the least of our worries. "You really know her?" Laila asked again, her eyes narrowing to tiny slits. "Laila, please," I groaned, throwing my hands up. Before she could push me any further, her phone started buzzing l

Last Updated : 2026-07-02

196: Empty bottles

Celine The gravel crunched as I pulled the vehicle into the dark driveway. I didn't get out. I couldn't, at least not yet. I just sat there in the dark, my hands locked onto the steering wheel, shaking so hard my knuckles clicked against the leather. The engine of the car died with a quiet purr. Then silence flooded the car. My forehead was screaming. Right where my skull had slammed into the metal during the crash, a hot, throbbing pain was pulsing through my vision. I hadn't felt it at all until now. I leaned forward, resting my sweaty brow against the cool steering wheel. I just closed my eyes and breathed. Finally, after a long, short moment of sitting there, I forced myself to move. My limbs felt like wet cement as I pushed the door open, the cold night air biting hard against the raw scratch on my face. I walked fast until I reached the porch. I pressed the doorbell. I could hear the chime echo inside. A long, agonizing ten seconds passed. Then, the deadbolt click

Last Updated : 2026-07-03

197: Stranger at the door

Maria sank down to her knees right by the edge of the mattress. She reached out, her small hand covering mine where it rested on the blanket. "Ma, look at me. Please. Don't do this to yourself. You aren't alone. Please... I... I have my mother's savings account. There are four thousand dollars in there. I can go to the bank tomorrow morning and withdraw every single cent for you." I lifted my head from the pillow, looking at her through my wet lashes. Maria is the daughter of our oldest maid, the only girl who had stayed behind to help me piece my life together after everything went to hell. She wasn't an employee. She was my blood, the little sister I never had. "Maria... no. Absolutely not. You have been an angel to us. You do the cooking, the cleaning, you watch them when I'm gone... I don't... I don't even pay you. I... no, please... stop. I cannot take your mother's money. That is your savings. For when you leave this place." "I don't care about leaving!" Maria cried softl

Last Updated : 2026-07-03

197: Drowning in debt

Celine.The small hallway was dead silent. I walked slowly behind Maria. My bare feet made no sound against the cold floor. Maria was shaking. Her small shoulders were up to her ears as she led me toward the front foyer. The walls seemed to squeeze in on us with every inch we moved.I stopped right behind her. I reached over her shoulder and leaned my face close to the little electronic monitor glowing on the wall.The security camera showed the porch outside. The lighting was poor, but I could see him.He was standing right there under the dim amber bulb.It was Jax.My breath hitched in my lungs. What is he doing here? The question bounced around inside my head, loud and terrifying. How did he find my house? Why is he back?Maria turned her head back to look at me. Her lips were pressed right against my ear as she breathed a quiet word. "Who is it, ma? Who is that man? What is he doing here? Do you know him?" Maria bombarded me with endless whispers of questions."Yes, I know him. A

Last Updated : 2026-07-04

198: for you

Celine. "Can I see the car you hit me with?" he asked. I froze. My hand gripped the hidden knife tighter against my leg. "What?" "The car," he repeated, gesturing out toward the side yard where the new vehicle was tucked away. "Did you look at it?" I swallowed the dry lump in my throat and nodded slowly. "Yes." I lied. "How's the damage?" Jax said. My heart began to race all over again. Truth is… I hadn't even checked the front bumper since I parked it. I knew the metal had crunched, but I had been too terrified about the children to stop and examine the frame. I didn't want to add another single bit of stress to my brain tonight. I didn't want to see how I had ruined Luna's beautiful gift. But now, this man was standing in my yard, forcing me to face it. "It's not… it's not that bad," I said, my voice barely audible. "Show me," he said. "Huh?" "I want to see it." He repeated. "Oh… ok…" I stepped out onto the porch, the cold gravel biting into my bare soles.

Last Updated : 2026-07-04

199: Heart of the pity

Rocco. The cold wind roared against my face. It slapped the black visor of my helmet as the motorcycle tore through the thick fog. The engine hummed a deep, steady rumble between my thighs. The dark streets of the North side flew past me like blurry shadows. But my mind was not on the road. My mind was completely stuck on that quiet house. But how did I know her house? Sure, I knew that compound already. I knew it from the very first day I ever crossed paths with her. That day, I had dropped Celine off on this same road. She had hopped off the back of my bike in front of a house that was eight houses away from her actual gate. I remember the way she looked back at me when she said, “Drop me off here.” The lies were written all over her face that day. But her little trick didn't work on me. My curiosity got the best of me that day and instead of driving away, I trailed behind her and waited. I stayed completely still where I hid until I saw her small shape slip away from tha

Last Updated : 2026-07-05

200: Seed of Doubt

Diane. The front porch of the old house was warm. The yellow light shone down on us. I stood by the door, pulling my coat tight around my shoulders. Anto’s wife held my hands. Her fingers, old and wrinkled, almost felt dry like old paper, but they were still very warm. She looked up at me with eyes that spoke volumes of care. "I want to see you again, Diane," she whispered. Her voice shook a little. "I want to see you one more time before I pass on to the afterlife." I forced a small laugh and shook my head gently. "No. You are not going anywhere yet. You still look like you are thirty-eight years old. Believe me, you are going to be here for a long, long time." She smiled, but her eyes stayed sad. "I will come back here," I promised her. "I will come back. And I will bring my kids with me. We will spend the whole day together." She smiled now and nodded slowly as she let go of my hands. “Of course. With your kids, my child. I can't wait to have your children eat what I made.

Last Updated : 2026-07-06

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