บททั้งหมดของ THE REJECTED LUNA’S SECOND CHANCE WITH THE BIKER ALPHA: บทที่ 151 - บทที่ 160

Bella’s POVThe footsteps stopped just outside the door.My aunt straightened fast, all the fragile openness from a moment ago folding back behind a mask of practiced calm, and for one terrible second I thought she’d already made her choice, that whatever door had cracked open between us had simply closed again for good. My own heart hammered against my ribs, the iron at my wrists feeling heavier now than it had all night, a physical reminder of exactly how little control I still had over what happened next.The door swung open, and instead of enforcers, instead of whoever her employers had sent to collect their prize, Ronan stood in the frame, breathless, blood still crusted along one temple from the fight at the tournament grounds.My aunt’s hand moved fast, reaching for something at her belt, and Ronan’s hands came up immediately, empty, non-threatening.“Wait.” His voice carried none of the arrogance I remembered from before, only urgency. “I’m not here to fight you. I’m here beca

Bella’s POV“Forty-eight hours isn’t enough time to prepare for whatever they’re planning.”I said it loud mostly to hear how it sounded standing in the main room of the compound with the morning light still too bright for how little sleep any of us had gotten Draven pacing a slow line in front of the cold hearth. Everyone in that room had some mark from the night before bandages, bruises, the particular hollow look of people running on adrenaline long after the adrenaline should have stopped. My own body ached in places I hadn’t known could muscles, from a shift I still barely understood skin still raw where the iron restraints had pressed for hours.“It’s not meant to be enough time.” He stopped, dragging a hand down his face, exhaustion carved into every line of him despite the wound Gordon had spent half the night re-stitching. “That’s the point of an emergency summons. They want everyone arriving rattled, unprepared, still bleeding from whatever happened at the tournament. Easier

Bella’s POV“Sit. Please. You’re making me nervous just standing there.”The woman sat on the edge of our couch. She didn’t sit down at first not until I said it again. Then she moved like the couch might tell someone she was scared of. She didn’t look much older than me. Her council staff uniform was still buttoned right even though everything else was wrong. Her hands were folded in her lap tight like she was holding herself with all her strength. Something about the way she held herself made me think of myself back when I first got to Draven’s compound. I used to flinch at shadows that had followed me from Moonstone.The compound around us was quiet in a way whenever someone new came in. Everyone else found a reason to be close but not too close. Thor was cleaning something at the counter even though it didn’t need cleaning. Gordon was pretending to organize supplies he had already organized twice that morning.“You worked for the missing elder " I said. I tried to keep my voice ge

Bella’s POVThe council chamber looked exactly the way Draven had described it, stone floor worn smooth, seven high seats arranged in their familiar arc, and behind them, half-hidden by shadow and distance, a plain wooden screen I might have dismissed as decoration if the council staff woman hadn’t told me what to look for. My heart hammered steady and fast beneath a calm exterior I’d spent the whole car ride here forcing myself to hold together.I kept my eyes away from it on purpose not wanting to show that I already knew something the chamber wasn’t supposed to let me know.Draven walked next to me calm even though there was tension coming off him in waves that only I was close enough to sense and behind me Thor and Gordon were on either side of our little group trying hard to look like a normal Alpha’s guards instead of a team following a plan that was put together in less than a day.The seven elders were already sitting when we walked in five of them looking at us with the calm

Draven’s POVI knew her voice before I fully processed why.It took a while for the memory to come back to me hidden away for four years because I did not want to think about the night of my life.. When it came back it all came back at once and it was not welcome. I heard a voice that I had only heard one time before. I was standing over a grave that I had dug myself.I had told myself for years that I did not remember much about that night because I was so sad.. I guess some part of me remembered that voice really well and it came back, to me now.I said "You were there" before I even knew I was going to say it. The night my friend died you were there.The woman’s face changed, a look that was almost happy appearing for a moment as if I had finally seen something she had been waiting for me to notice."I wondered how long it would take you " she said. "Four years is a time to hide a memory that specific. Good job, on finding it again.""You gave the order.""I gave orders that night.