All Chapters of Bound By The Biker's Pack Outlaw Alpha: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

Dominic, your hands are shaking, Valerie said, her voice dropping into a quiet, intense murmur that cut through the low hum of the command deck console. She stood beside him as high definition radar screens flickered with red perimeter warnings. I have known you through blood, war, and political collapse, and I have never once seen your fingers tremble. What is happening?Dominic stared unblinkingly at the main holographic ocean grid. His jaw was clenched so hard the muscles along his sharp jawline twitched continuously. His massive hand, resting flat against the steel edge of the tactical table, tightened until the metal groaned under his grip.The atmospheric pressure is dropping, Valerie, Dominic rasped, his voice carrying a dark, hollow rasp she had never heard before. The signal Malakor spoke of... it is not a threat from an old world myth. It is an arrival.Who is he, Dominic? Valerie demanded, taking a step closer and placing her hand directly over his trembling knuckles, her g

Execute them, the Black Guard commander shrieked into his helmet comms, his voice glitching with sudden panic. Fire! Fire now!Twelve heavy silver pulse rifles clicked simultaneously, but before a single trigger could be pulled, the blood dripping from Dominic’s open chest stopped falling.It suspended in mid air, glowing with a blinding, molten gold luminescence.You brought paper guns to a god's resurrection, Dominic’s voice rumbled, not from his throat, but echoing directly through the concrete floor, the steel bulkheads, and the teeth of every soldier in the room.What is that signal?! a Black Guard soldier screamed, his rifle turning white hot in his hands. My armor's suit telemetry is overloading! The thermal density is off the charts!I said execute them! the commander roared, lunging forward.Dominic simply stood up from the surgical table.BOOM!A kinetic shockwave of pure, ancient Alpha gravity exploded outward from Dominic’s frame. The floor plates buckled downward in a thr

Break the seal, Valerie, King Vane commanded, his raspy voice cutting through the thick smoke lingering in the shattered surgical suite. Read the cold, unvarnished truth of what your sacred pack history actually is.Valerie didn't hesitate. She snapped the ancient crimson wax seal of Project Moonfall with her thumbnail, pulling a sleek, brass-bordered optical memory drive from the hollowed leather binding. She slotted the drive directly into her golden datapad.BZZZZT!Cascading lines of dense, crimson holographic code erupted into the air, illuminating the ruined room in a blood-red light. Complex double-helix genetic strands, viral replication formulas, and centuries of classified medical logs spun rapidly above the tactical table.Valerie’s golden-tinted eyes darted across the data with clinical, terrifying speed. As her mind processed the raw equations, her fingers began to tremble against the glass screen.This... this is impossible, Valerie whispered, her voice dropping into an

No... I am Dr. Valerie Vance, Valerie gasped aloud into the sweet, pink-tinted mist, her knuckles turning bone-white as she slammed her bare fists against the stainless-steel edge of the central operating table. No Alpha... no chemical... and no synthetic poison will ever force my mind again!Her body trembled violently as the engineered aerosol flooded her respiratory tract. The artificial heat clawed at her nerves, trying to force her muscles into submission, trying to ignite the instinctual, helpless surrender that ancient Alphas had forced onto females for centuries.Doc! Doc, answer me! Buzz’s panicked voice crackled through her ear communicator. The gas levels in the central vault are past critical! It’s an airborne neuro-toxin! If you breathe it in, it overrides the cerebral cortex!I am breathing it in, Buzz! Valerie cried out through gritted teeth, her golden-tinted eyes flashing with raw, terrifying defiance as she forced her trembling hand to grab a sterile saline syringe f

The heavy thrum of the stealth chopper's rotors whipped through the sea fog hanging over the central courtyard, tossing the edges of Valerie's pristine white lab coat as she stood beside Dominic. On the cold, damp paving stones, dozens of power armored mercenaries lay groaning, paralyzed by the muscular feedback of Valerie's counter contagion.At the front of the fallen strike team, held down on his knees by two massive Iron Claws lieutenants, Lord Marcus Vance thrashed against his heavy iron manacles. Blood trickled from his split lip down his aristocratic jaw.Get your filthy paws off me! Marcus shrieked, his voice echoing off the stone fortress walls. He lifted his bruised, arrogant face, glaring up at Valerie with eyes burning with unadulterated venom. You think you've won something here, you common gutter doctor?!Dominic took a single, thunderous step forward, his molten gold Alpha energy flaring so hot the damp mist around his boots evaporated into steam. Watch your tongue, Van