Shameful Thing

~Valerie~I step out of the taxi, the gravel crunching under my boots as I watch the car speed off into the distance, its taillights bleeding into the gray Reno twilight. It’s the sixth day. Six days since the roar of the Killer Wolves faded into the dust, leaving me in this empty silence.Will they come back tomorrow morning? Or will I have to wait until the sun sets again? Maybe the day after? I don’t understand how their runs work, the time calculation, the danger, the laws they follow, but I know the ache in my chest is becoming a more painful. I miss them. It’s a pathetic, shameful thing to admit, even to myself. I miss the way Ronan’s eyes burn through me like cold steel, making me feel pinned to the floor. I miss the way Evander looks at me, like I’m something he wants to take apart just to see how I work. I miss being seen.I turn and walk into the house, the air inside feeling stagnant and lonely. The silence is heavy, a reminder of the void they left behind. I make my way up

Last Updated : 2026-05-07

The Scents

~Valerie~I walk slowly, my boots clicking against the hard, stained concrete. The air in the pub is thick, heavy with the smell of road dust, engine grease, and the sharp scent of men. I could easily take the wide path around the tables, but I don't. I walk straight toward them, cutting through the space where the air feels tight, making the hair on my arms stand up.As I pass, I let my shoulder brush within inches of Ronan’s leather jacket. I don’t stop. I don’t even slow down. I just give a low, short greeting, barely saying hello, while I secretly pull a deep breath into my chest.God, the scents.It hits me right in the throat. Ronan is all winter and steel, a cold, sharp freshness that cuts through the stinking bar air. And Evander... he’s the woodsmoke, deep and earthy, like a forest burning in the middle of the night. It’s wild. It’s everything I’ve been starving for during these six long, empty days."Alphas," I murmur.Behind me, I hear two low, deep grunts. They don’t use w

Last Updated : 2026-05-10

My Chest Hurts

~Valerie~I push into Ronan’s office, and the heavy click of the door closing behind me feels like a trap snapping shut. The sudden silence is jarring. It swallows the thumping bass and the drunken shouts from the bar downstairs, leaving me in a room that feels far too big and far too quiet. It’s dark in here, the only light coming from the moon bleeding through the window and the glow of the hallway under the door.My heart sinks into my stomach. It’s empty. I wanted him to be here so bad that my chest actually hurts. I stand there for a second, just breathing, before I force my legs to move toward the massive desk. I set the ice bucket down on the dark wood. The silver handle is freezing, biting into my palm, and the ice cubes clink loudly, like a sharp, lonely sound in the stillness. The bottle of liquor is heavy, sitting deep in the ice. I know I should go. I should turn around, walk out, and go back to serving drinks to men I don't care about. But I can’t. My boots feel like they

Last Updated : 2026-05-11

I’m Wide Open

~Valerie~ Evander doesn’t give me a single chance to move. I try to scramble back, my boots sliding on the floor as I look for any way to hide, any way to get away from the predatory look in his eyes. But he’s too fast. He crosses the room in three long, terrifying steps that make the concrete floor groan. Before I can even pull enough air into my lungs to scream, he’s on me. He slams his heavy body into mine with a force that knocks the wind out of me. I feel my hips hit the sharp, hard edge of Ronan’s desk, and the wood digs into my lower back, pinning me there. The heat coming off him is like standing next to a furnace. It’s thick and overwhelming, and it sends a shock through my body that makes my knees turn to water. He doesn't touch my face. He doesn't try to be sweet or offer me any comfort. His hands, large and rough, grab the bottom of my leather skirt and yank it up in one violent push. He bunches the fabric around my waist, leaving me completely exposed to the cool air of

Last Updated : 2026-05-12

All Chapters of Ruin Me, Biker Alphas : Chapter 31 - Chapter 34

Shameful Thing

The Scents

My Chest Hurts

I’m Wide Open