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The fourth biker says nothing. He is smaller than the others. He is covered in tattoos. And he has a gun. He points his pistol at Jim. I don't want Jim to die. Jim turns to face me, his eyes wide. "Run!" he says. "It's okay. I can take care of myself." I roll my eyes. "No you can't, human," I say. He looks so bemused. But he's going to look even more so in a second when I shift. Somebody else emerges from behind the wall of bikers.

"Before I stop being polite." The tall Viper looked like he wanted to argue but one of his friends grabbed his arm. "Come on man. It's not worth it." They backed away slowly then turned and walked off into the growing darkness. Maya watched until they disappeared around a corner. Her hands were shaking and she shoved them in her pockets so no one would see. "You okay?" Blackwood asked again. "I'm fine." Maya looked at her bike. At the neighborhood around her. At the six bikers standing there like they were waiting for something. "I just need to fix my starter."

Someone who would love me as I was and save me from my sufferings. Days passed since that incident and my wounds healed faster than normal. I ignored it, however, making sure I didn't cross paths with Melissa again, no matter what. I never set my eyes on Brian since that day either, and I knew it was because he was busy with the race that occurred between our pack and the nearest wolf pack, Moonmist pack. I always wanted to know what it would be like to be a female biker but I knew it was impossible. Only alphas were allowed to be bikers. A mere wolfless omega like me would be killed before I even made it there.

"Now lets go." I could n't believe this biker was taking me to his house to make me suck his dick. I was looking for any chance to get away but I couldn't find one. Maybe it was because I was so scared. When we turned onto his street, I knew what house was his. There were about 10 or 12 Harley's parked out front. After we stopped and got off the bike's, He said, "Come on bitch. It's time to have some fun."

"It's preferable to go home." Afterwards, we put our shoes and immediately head to his bike. We came to the beach on his big sleek motorcycle. It's an amazing black Kawasaki Ninja with some prominent white outlines. I was afraid to have a ride on this beast at first, but I trusted Eren though he tried to scare the hell out of me by burning up the road like grease lightning.

BONUS: BRINGING THE VISION TO LIFE To celebrate hitting Chapter 100, here is a high-end visual prompt you can use in an AI image generator (like Midjourney or DALL-E) to create the official book cover for this epic story! Prompt for Book Cover Generation: > A breathtaking, gritty cyberpunk-meets-wasteland book cover. In the foreground, a heavily modified, matte-black futuristic motorcycle sits on cracked asphalt, emitting a faint, iridescent blue 'phase-fire' from its exhaust. Leaning against the bike is a rugged, dangerous biker in a leather cut with a scarred jaw, and a fierce, tech-wear female hacker with glowing sapphire veins on her forearm holding a heavy data-deck. In the background,

I didn’t want him to think I was ogling him as the package and not the bike-- oh God no! I still can't have anything to do with any man until I've done away with Oliver for good. It'd be unfair to cheat emotionally with whoever I'll be with right now and a biker? Damn, that's far from it. They tend to be wild, dangerous, toxic- I've read a lot of biker romance and good Lord, it's about biker gangs and shit. No, thanks, I'll pass. I turned my head to steal glances at him again when I suddenly saw the biker's helmet right next to my window.

SETH'S POV; ★ The fight was over, and it's all thanks to a quick skill that I had learned and mastered from Asante, had it not been because of that, I would have been torn mercilessly by these rogues. Now the next step would be for me to head back to BlackBerry pack and finds a suitable manner to make her my Mate. ** After one day of walking through the thick forest, I sighted the place I have been looking for. The castle was tall and possessed a great magnificent view.

“Of course, if you need some motivation, I’m sure my belt would be more than happy to assist.” The biker leans down and starts unbuckling his thick black leather belt. An image of him whipping my tender ass with his heavy leather flashes through my mind and I quickly shove my wet, pussy soaked finger into my mouth The biker wraps one of his large, strong arms under my toned stomach and lifts me a few feet towards a horse on the merry-go-round. “Press your tits up against the horse,” he instructs me. I lean forward and into the horse, pressing my smooth breasts against the cold metal. I reach up with one of my hands and grab the pole attached to the horse for support.

“As much as I enjoy watching you all roll around in the dirt, I have something important to announce.” “Here we go,” Kara muttered. “The annual Biker Pack Tournament,” Felix continued, pausing for effect, “is officially around the corner.” A wave of excitement rolled through the field. Warriors began murmuring, some cheering outright. Even a few of the older fighters exchanged eager grins. Felix’s smirk widened. “I take it some of you still remember how it works?” “Do we look dead to you?” someone yelled from the back. He ignored the comment, continuing, “All packs from the region will be joining this year. Four in total. That means more competition, more glory—”