The Biker Alpha Who Became My Second Chance Mate の小説・ストーリー

She urged, and my breath hitched. I stuttered, struggling to find the right words. “He is a jerk,” I growled. Beatrice stared at me, puzzled. “That’s harsh” She said. “Not harsh enough to repay what he did to me,” I snapped. “He might have been an Alpha, but he was my best friend. We had this chemistry that made me the enemy of all the other ladies in the pack. When I discovered he was my mate, I was overwhelmed and didn’t think twice before letting him into my heart. He was sweet, and I thought he loved me. But then he cheated on me with my sister and rejected me in front of the pack after I forgave him,” I said, gritting my teeth.

she added. "I know Ava, I know. I was stupid and naive and I didn't think much about waiting for my mate" I sighed. "It's okay man, we all make mistakes. The best thing now is that you found your mate and you are treating her right" Alexander slapped my back. "Thanks guys, I don't know what I will do without you both in my life" I smiles " You will be lost...., "Shut up Ava, I am your Alpha and you will talk to me with respect" I growled playfully.

I sat and thought about everything Alpha Riker had said, and one thing stuck out more than all the rest. It is a gamble to ask the burning question on my mind. “Alpha, did Luna Olivia die because you betrayed your mate bond? If you committed abuse against your fated mate, how did you get Luna Jess as your second chance mate?” I asked curiously. If Alpha Riker got away with infidelity, then I should, too. That made sense in my book.

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.

One at a time, women left the line, following their respective mates. The young woman standing on my left gasped in surprise. I turned and saw her staring lovingly at a handsome man with a strong aura like an Alpha walking over. What a lucky girl! “My mate! Mate!” said the woman, greeting him. The man smiled at her. “What’s your name?” he asked gently. “Alicia Cooper, Alpha. I am pleased to be united with you. You won’t regret having me accompany you as Luna.” “I, Alpha Devon Lancaster of the Blood River Pack, reject you, Alicia Cooper, as my mate and Luna,” the man said viciously.

His gaze dropped to my throat, something flashing in his eyes. I stiffened. Slowly, he reached out, fingers brushing against my skin as he pushed my hair back. I jerked away, but he caught my chin, tilting my head. His breath hitched his brows lifting in surprise for a slight moment before a slow grin stretched across his face. Abruptly he laughed out, I could only swallow the bile in my throat wondering what it meant. “So, it’s true.” His voice dripped with amusement. “The powerful Axel, the Almighty Alpha, God’s incarnate is mated to a fragile little human.” he mocked, satisfied with the outcome.

I asked, extremely curious to know why this strange girl seemed to feel so comfortable with me. “My bad, sorry, I didn't introduce myself, I'm Susan, Gordon's mate,” She said and it took a minute for the feeling of realization to kick in until I tried recalling who Gordon was again, and it turned out to be Hunter's brother, the Alpha. I gasped out of shock immediately, so he even had a mate but more shocked at the girl’s beauty. She looked so gorgeous standing in front of me and I refused to believe she was actually Gordon's mate. She looks like a real goddess with her long hair, how the hell was he able to claim her as a mate?

If she was capable of standing up to the Future Alpha of Lykoria pack for my sake then I saw no reason why I wouldn't do the same for her. I walked up to Matteo Rossi, since he was the second in command of the bikers, and requested that I go in. He was quiet, his eyes still boring into me as I watched his Adam's apple gulp, and I knew deep down that it was because I was close to him.

I stayed where I was, one hand still resting near hers on the table, until it was just the three of us and the sound of the machines monitoring her breathing. "Alpha," the doctor said, choosing his words with obvious care, "I'm assuming, given your behavior in this tent over the last half hour, that this woman is your mate." I paused, stunned, unsure what to actually say. If I told him she wasn't, would he refuse to tell me what was wrong? "She's not just a mechanic," I said vaguely. "I thought as much." He set down the instrument in his hand. "Then I think you need to hear this directly, rather than through a report."

They are wrong. They don't know Nova as much as I know her. That afternoon, I receive information from a mechanic shop not far away. After I managed his rickety one the day before, I know who it is. Am I bothered that he is going to look at me as the Alpha that has the bed rocking halfway across the room whole fucking? No. I don't care. He insists on delivering the repaired motorcycles personally. "Fine craftsmanship deserves applause," he mutters while unloading the last crate.