Lahat ng Kabanata ng Punished by Husband, Forced by Biker Daddies: Kabanata 121 - Kabanata 130

BETTY'S POVMy skin crawled the second Vance’s eyes locked on me again. That same cold, hungry stare from before. I stepped back fast, putting more distance between us even though we were still hidden. My heart slammed hard against my ribs. I remembered the night he took me. The way his men grabbed me, the dark room, the way he talked about my blood like it was something he owned. Back then I told myself I was fine. I pushed it down and kept moving. But now, standing here pregnant and watching him look at me like that again, it hit different. My stomach turned. I felt sick. Traumatized in a way I hadn’t let myself feel before.He wasn’t even looking at Travis like an ally. Travis was yelling something about sticking together, but Vance just glanced at him once like he was nothing. Then Vance started backing toward the trees, eyes scanning for an exit. He knew he was caught off guard. Damon and the others were closing in fast. Vance wasn’t planning to fight for Travis. He was planning

BETTY'S POVI could feel all three of them staring at me like I’d grown a second head. We were still standing in the main room after I said I wanted to see Travis. Nobody moved. The silence stretched out until Damon finally broke it.“Why now?” he asked, voice low and rough. “You’ve spent the last day wanting to put your fist through his face every time his name comes up. What changed?”I kept my hand on my stomach without thinking, feeling the small movements there. It grounded me. “During the ambush, he wouldn’t shut up about bringing me to Vance. He said it over and over. But he never once explained why. Everyone keeps talking about my bloodline like that’s the only thing that matters. Travis has always been greedy. Money, power, control. That’s what drives him. I want to know what Vance actually promised him in return for handing me over.”Blaze shifted beside me, arms crossed tight. “You really think he’ll talk?”“I don’t know,” I said. “But I’m done sitting around guessing. I wa

BLAZE'S POVI was in the next room when I heard the commotion. The second I saw one of our guys half-dragging that injured scout through the door, I moved fast. Everyone else came running too. Damon caught him before he hit the floor again. The guy was bleeding bad from his side, barely conscious.“What the hell happened?” I growled, already feeling the rage building in my chest.The scout tried to speak, his voice weak. “They hit us at the warehouse… left a message… for Betty.”My blood went hot the second I heard her name. They went after her specifically? Like she was the target? My hands curled into fists. Over my dead body. Nobody touches her. Not while I’m breathing.He fumbled in his pocket with shaky fingers and pulled out a small envelope. It was crumpled and stained with blood. “They forced this on me… after the attack.”Damon reached for it immediately. “Give it here. I’ll open it.”But Betty was already stepping forward. She took the envelope from the scout’s hand before D

Blaze's POVI was crouched low near the broken wall when Damon gave the signal. His hand dropped sharp and fast, and everything exploded at once. I crashed through the side entrance with two of our guys right behind me, wood and metal flying as the door gave way. Gunshots cracked through the air immediately. Shouts filled the warehouse.“Colt, take the back exits!” I yelled over the noise. “Don’t let any of them slip out!”Colt’s voice came back rough from somewhere on the other side. “Already moving! Keep pushing forward!”The enemy didn’t scatter like rogues usually did. They turned and fought hard, coordinated, like they had drilled this exact situation a hundred times. One of them swung a heavy pipe at my head. I ducked and drove my shoulder into his gut, slamming him into a stack of crates. These weren’t random hired muscle. These men moved like they had trained together for years. Professional. Dangerous.“Blaze, left side!” one of my guys shouted.I spun and caught another atta

Damon's POVThe second the biker finished talking, I started moving. The whole room snapped into action around me. I called everyone in and started dividing the pack into teams right there.“Scouts say the convoy is pulling out of neutral territory before sunrise,” I told them. “If we miss this window, Vance could vanish for weeks again. We’re not letting that happen. Blaze, you take the forward team and cut off the main road. Colt, you and your group circle around the back roads and block any side exits. I want eyes on every possible route out of there.”I made sure Betty stayed right beside me the whole time. Every time I gave an order, I kept one hand on her lower back or reached for her hand. She didn’t fight it. She just stayed close, quiet but steady, like she knew I needed her there.Colt caught my eye and gave a small nod. Blaze didn’t say much, but I saw the way he glanced at Betty too. They both knew I wasn’t letting her out of my sight on this one.Once the teams were set a