Punished by Husband, Forced by Biker Daddies のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 101 - チャプター 110

Damon's POVThe clubhouse was awake long before sunrise. Nobody slept much after finding Travis's location. Wolves moved through the hallways carrying weapons and supplies while bikes were checked outside one final time. The atmosphere felt different from the last few weeks because this wasn't another lead or another mystery.We finally had a target and it was Travis.I was studying the compound map for the hundredth time when I heard footsteps behind me."You've been staring at that thing for an hour."I looked up.Betty stood in the doorway wearing one of my shirts. Her hair was messy from sleep and she looked exhausted, but somehow she still managed to distract me from everything else."You should be sleeping."She walked over and sat beside me. "You should be sleeping too. You're supposed to be resting you know.""I asked first.""I don't remember making that rule."Despite myself, I smiled. I couldn't believe I was arguing with her this early in the morning which something we hav

Damon's POV"He's running away! We need to catch him."I didn't waste time asking questions. I started running and everyone else also did. Travis had slipped through our fingers too many times already and I wasn't about to let it happen again. The compound had descended into complete chaos around us. Men were shouting from different buildings, gunshots still echoed in the distance, and whatever alliance existed here had clearly fallen apart before we arrived."Where?" I asked into the communication device while moving toward the northern side of the compound."East side. Black SUV. He's heading for the back gate.""Don't lose him.""I wasn't planning to."Blaze was already beside me. "Tell me we're finally ending this.""We catch him first."Betty appeared on my other side before I could stop her."You said no heroics.""I remember.""Then why are you running toward gunfire?"I almost laughed."Because I'm the one who makes the rules.""That's not how rules work.""Actually, that's e

Damon's POV"We've got incoming."The moment those words left the guard's mouth, the entire room exploded into motion."How many?" I asked."We don't know yet. Multiple vehicles. They're heading straight for the compound."Of course they were.Whoever ran this operation had finally realized something was wrong.Or maybe they already knew.Either way, they were coming.I grabbed the folder from Betty's hands and handed it to Selena."Take everything useful."She nodded immediately and started gathering documents while the others moved around the room."We should leave," Nina said. "We already found Travis.""Not yet," Blaze replied.Nina stared at him."What do you mean not yet?""We finally have answers.""We also have an army driving toward us.""Exactly."Nina threw her hands up."I hate all of you.""Join the club."Normally that would have made her laugh.Not today.The explosions outside were getting closer.I turned toward Travis.He had gone pale.Paler than before.His eyes we

Betty's POVLucien came to me the next morning with a folder.He didn’t say much at first. He just put it on the table in front of me and sat down. “These are some of the records we got from the compound. They’re about your mother.”I stared at the folder for a long time before I opened it. My hands felt shaky. I wasn’t sure I was ready but I needed to know.The papers were old. Some were faded. There were photos of my mother when she was younger. She looked tired in all of them. Like she hadn’t slept well in years. I read through the notes slowly. She had spent most of her life running and hiding. Moving from one place to another. Changing names. Always looking over her shoulder because of the Crown Bloodline.She knew people were hunting her. She knew they wanted her dead. And she still had me. She protected me the best she could even when it meant giving up everything.Tears filled my eyes. I felt a heavy pain in my chest. My mother sacrificed so much. She lived in fear every singl

Betty's POVThe next day they decided we needed to move.Damon said it wasn’t safe at the clubhouse anymore. Too many people knew the location. They had found a new safe house deeper in pack territory. More hidden. Better protected. I didn’t argue. I was tired of always looking over my shoulder. We packed light and left quietly that afternoon.I sat in the back with Colt again. He kept his hand on my stomach the whole drive. Every time the baby moved a little, he smiled. Blaze drove and kept checking the mirrors. Damon was in the passenger seat, watching everything like he expected trouble at any second. The ride was quiet but I didn’t mind. I felt safe with them.When we arrived at the safe house, it looked like a normal big cabin from the outside. Inside it was different. Thick walls, reinforced doors, good security system. There were extra rooms and supplies already stocked. I walked around slowly, touching the walls. It felt more like a fortress than a home, but right now that was