All Chapters of THE REJECTED LUNA’S SECOND CHANCE WITH THE BIKER ALPHA: Chapter 111 - Chapter 120

Bella’s POV I didn't lose consciousness all at once.At least, I was sure I didn't. My eyelids felt heavy, like someone had filled them with cement.That, and the fact that noises floated through my consciousness in bits and pieces, the world sliding out from under me and then dragging itself back, over and over, like a crashing wave.It was really embarrassing, especially since I had been making a very big deal out of arguing with Draven.I didn't have very long to think about that, because suddenly the ground was moving under me. Draven's chest under my cheek, the low rumble of him talking to someone over my head, his voice too controlled to be calm."—bleeding through, get Cade to bring the kit to my quarters—"His quarters.I wanted to argue that I was fine in the medical room, but I didn't have the strength to make the words line up in my mouth, so I let it go, which scared me more than the dizziness did.I was becoming soft, letting myself rely on him too much. It was not going

RonanI hadn't slept in two days.I knew because my phone kept buzzing on the table where I'd left it.A bright number flickered every minute.I should have been riding the high of my success by now — beating Bella at her own game, getting her back. Instead I had basically lost everything. She had won the race, was likely going to get her freedom, and was now injured.Every ounce of rage brewing in my gut had only gotten worse since I'd stood outside that tent and heard my own uncle tell me I was finished.Finished.The word kept looping through my skull like something stuck on repeat, no matter how much whiskey I poured down my throat.My phone buzzed against the desk.I ignored it.It buzzed again."Alpha." Caleb's voice through the door, careful — everyone had started talking to me like that lately, like I was a bomb that might go off at any moment. "Frey's here. Says it's urgent."I tossed back a glass of whiskey, looking at the door."Send him in."Frey came through the door, dre

Bella’s POVThe knock came before I’d even caught my breath from the stairs, two knuckles, soft, already flinching before it landed against the wood.I knew whose it was without opening my eyes. I always know.“Go away,” I meant to say. What came out instead was, “It’s open,” in a voice that didn’t sound like it belonged to either version of me the one who’d just watched Draven confess in front of the whole council, or the one still bleeding through a bandage that had given up an hour ago.He came in slow, weight forward on the balls of his feet, like the room might still be armed. Something sat wrapped in cloth in one hand.“You said alone.”“I say a lot of things.” I dragged myself up onto the edge of the bed, hissing when my side pulled tight. “You don’t usually listen to that one either.”The corner of his mouth moved. Didn’t make it all the way to a smile.“Gave you twenty minutes.”“Generous of you.”He didn’t say anything back, and that got to me more than any clever answer cou

Bella’s POVDraven had me flat against the dirt before the second scream even finished leaving Clara’s throat, his whole weight braced over mine like he could out-stubborn an arrow with sheer will.“Don’t move,” he said in a voice. It was. That scared me more than if he had shouted.My heart was racing fast. I could feel it in my teeth and wrists and everywhere. I didn’t move. I was stuck. His arm was tight, across my back. I could see Clara lying on the ground past his shoulder. She wasn’t moving. My chest felt empty. I knew I would never hear the rest of what she had to say.Ask him what happens to anyone who finds out what he reallyGone. Whatever came after that word was gone with her, and there wasn’t a single thing I could do about it.Thor’s shout still hung in the air. Sniper. Men were scattering into the tree line in loose formation, torches abandoned, and somewhere off to my left I heard the distinct, ugly sound of a body hitting the ground that wasn’t Clara’s.“Two more dow

Draven’s POVI didn’t tell Bella where I was going.That alone should have told me something about how badly I’d already failed the promise I made her a few hours ago, standing in her room with a bolt in my hand and every intention of never keeping another secret from her again.I broke it anyway. I told myself it was different. I told myself protecting her from this part didn’t count the same way.I didn’t believe myself either.Thor caught up to me at the garage, breathing hard, boots still caked in dirt from the ridge. “You’re not doing this alone.”“I need eyes on her. Not on me.” I kept walking, checking the bike over out of habit more than necessity, hands doing something my head didn’t have room for right now. “If I bring anyone with me, they’ll read it as an army. I need them to think I came to negotiate.”“Did you.”“No.” I swung a leg over the bike. “I came to find out who’s still alive from four years ago that I thought I’d already buried.”Thor’s jaw tightened. He’d been t