Todos los capítulos de MY ALPHA BIKER MATE: Capítulo 111 - Capítulo 120

CHAPTER 111NOVA'S POVThe celebration dies before anyone realizes it is over.Only minutes ago, the compound had echoed with laughter. Children had been running through the courtyard, wolves had embraced one another, and voices had risen in celebration because the nightmare that had haunted us for months is finally behind us.Now, the same courtyard stands frozen.No one speaks, and no one moves. Every pair of eyes follows the stretcher as Jason and two healers rush Cassian across the compound."Move!""Clear the hallway!""Get the infirmary ready!"The commands blur together in my ears. I can not hear anything except the uneven sound of Cassian's breathing.I refuse to let go of his hand. Someone tries to pull me back."Nova…""No.""He needs room.""I am not letting go." My fingers tighten around his. His skin is colder than it had been only minutes ago. The image of him smiling at me through bloodshot eyes refuses to leave my mind."Guess... I should've let you drive slower."How

CHAPTER 113NOVA'S POVI can not go back to my room. I stand outside the door for nearly a minute, staring at the handle, but every time I reach for it, my hand refuses to move.It does not feel like mine anymore. Not after everything. Not after watching Cassian lying motionless in that hospital bed. Not after learning he had been carrying my pain without ever telling me.I turn away. My feet carry me somewhere else. Somewhere that still feels like him.Cassian's bedroom.The hallway is quiet by the time I reach it. Most of the compound has finally settled into an uneasy silence. The celebration banners still hang outside, fluttering gently in the night breeze, forgotten after the chaos in the courtyard.I rest my hand against his door before pushing it open. The room is exactly as he left it. Nothing has changed. The faint scent of leather and cedar wraps around me the moment I step inside.It smells like long rides through the mountains. Like home.I close the door quietly behind me

CHAPTER 115 NOVA'S POVSilence follows us all the way to the chamber. No one gives orders, and no one argues.We have no idea why the chamber is glowing to begin with, but it feels like the perfect moment to bring Cassian in. Even the wolves who have spent their entire lives solving every problem with strategy seem to understand that this is beyond plans and battle tactics. Cassian lies motionless on the stretcher as Jason and Killian carry him through the ancient doorway.His breathing is shallow, and his face is still far too pale. If I close my eyes, I can almost pretend he is sleeping.Almost.Outside the chamber, the entire pack has gathered. Warriors stand shoulder to shoulder with healers. Children hold tightly to their parents' hands.I can feel them pray for their Alpha. They all want him to wake up. They want him to be safe. Not as much as I do. Jason helps lower Cassian onto the circular stone platform at the center of the chamber. The ancient symbols beneath him pulse s

CHAPTER 117 NOVA'S POVThere is something wrong with the way everyone smiles. It takes me two days to realize it. The smiles always disappear a second too late. The conversations always end a second too early.And every single person in the compound looks at me with the same strange mixture of relief... and grief.As though they have found something precious, but lost something else.I stand outside my hospital room, watching two young nurses whisper to each other at the end of the hallway. The moment they notice me looking, they stop talking.One of them smiles. "Morning, Nova.""Morning." I answer. They do not move, and they do not look comfortable. I smile back anyway before continuing down the corridor. By the time I reach the stairs, I can already hear them whispering again.It is not just the nurses. It is everyone. Warriors lower their voices whenever I walk by. Children look at me curiously before their parents gently call them away.Even Jason, who has spent the last two d

CHAPTER 119NOVA'S POVI find him exactly where Killian said I would.Not in the Alpha's office, and definitely not in the training yard. Not in another meeting that everyone insists he works too hard to attend.He is in the garage. The large doors stand open, letting the afternoon sun spill across rows of motorcycles in various stages of repair. The familiar scent of motor oil, warm metal, and leather fills the air.Cassian is kneeling beside a black motorcycle with most of its side panel removed.His sleeves are rolled to his elbows, exposing forearms streaked with grease. A wrench rests loosely in one hand as he tightens something beneath the engine.For a few moments, I simply watch him. He looks... peaceful. And different.The weight he always carries seems lighter whenever he is surrounded by motorcycles. Almost like this is where he remembers how to breathe.Without realizing it, I smile. He must have sensed someone watching because he looks up."Oh," he says, setting the wrenc