The Biker Alpha Who Became My Second Chance Mate Novels & Stories

“You've been running with her for five years. I tried to forget that you ever existed, but I couldn't” “Aliyah, you are a part of my life” he said. Something knotted inside of me, my chest tightened, and tears slowly found their way into my eyes. I couldn't give a reply when another van stopped, people stepping down from it. They weren't dressed professionally, but I could recognize these sets of people. They were Papa's bikers, I could still recognize some of them even though there were a lot of new faces. Papa got down after them, his gaze darting around the field like he was searching for something. Asher.

He whispers, barely audible over the roaring engines and shouting men “No…” I freeze. My breath hitches and I know. I know in my bones, deep in the marrow of my soul, that the Alpha of the Dravens, the man whose pack destroyed my family, has just realized the truth. The mate bond is alive. The bond we cannot fight. The bond that will change everything and I want to fucking scream. But instead, I grit my teeth, fists still clenched, wolf trembling beneath my skin, and whisper back into the chaos, “Then stay the hell away from me.”

"You don't know what you're talking about, sweetheart." "Don't." My voice turned deadly quiet. "Don't you dare 'sweetheart' me. I'm not some helpless little Omega who needs a big, strong Alpha to hold her hand. I'm the rider who just handed you your ass, and I'll do it again anytime you want a rematch." The fury in my voice seemed to hit him like a physical blow. His jaw clenched, and for a moment I thought he might actually try to grab me off my bike. The Alpha in him clearly wasn't used to being challenged, especially not by someone he perceived as weaker.

I got off the bike. The operative who came out of the driver's door was trying to look calm and managing it poorly. I was aware of what my face was doing. I was also aware that I had my full Alpha presence running at a level I don't normally maintain in urban environments because it frightens civilians, and the operative felt it immediately — the way everyone feels it when I don't bother to contain it. "Back door," I said. "Open it." He opened it. Luna was sitting cross-legged on the van floor with her arms crossed, staring at the second operative with the focused intensity of a child who has been extremely inconvenienced. There were three red marks on the second operative's forearm that loo

Then, without another word, he moves, a predator and Alpha combined, guiding me, controlling the battlefield, my body and soul both tethered to his presence. The threat enters the clearing, and chaos erupts. But amidst the danger, amidst the roar of engines and the growl of wolves and the flash of weapons, I feel it clearly: this is ours. The bond. The Alpha. The mate. And nothing will take it from us. Not fate. Not enemies. Not the years lost. Because the biker Alpha who claimed me again isn’t just here to fight battles in the forest. He’s here to fight for me. For us. For everything that was stolen. And I will never, ever let him go.

Then, it takes full control. That was exactly what was about to happen right now. As I closed the distance between us, heart pounding in my chest. I knew I was falling when I felt her breasts against my chest. But then my own words ringed in my mind, I had promised myself never to let another woman turn me against my Alpha, and this was the Alpha’s very own mate. Ex-mate, corrected the voice in my head. “The Alpha is going to find out,” I said silently to myself, as if answering the voice.

My mating mark is visible on my neck—a reminder that I'm not alone, that I have a mate who stands with me. "Let's go watch a wedding." I open the door to face Gio. "And then let's get the hell out of here before they realize we know what's coming." "I've got the bikes ready." He's wearing formal clothes but practical boots. "The exit route is clear. The moment the ceremony ends, we move." "Good." Ryder checks his weapons one last time. "Because if they try to take her, they're going to learn exactly what happens when you threaten an alpha's mate."

"That is way scarier than an attack." But before I could reply, one of the captivated mercenaries yelled behind our backs. "Are you still not understanding anything, Alpha!" Averic turned. The man sneered through bloodied teeth. "The throne isn't what they are after." Averic bent low and kissed my forehead. The action was rough, protective and maybe even possessive. "They burned your house," he growled. "They tried to kidnap my mate and child." My breath caught in my throat. He leaned back just enough to look down at me.

One that needs to be put in her place at every turn. He has since taken another mate. A chosen mate. Not a fated or a second chance mate because an Alpha is stronger with a mate. I've heard rumours that Father was ready to give up after my mother died but his Beta and best friend got him out of it. I believed the story myself, until I found out the truth.

“What are we gonna do now, Alpha?” “Observe and then plan thereafter.” “You think you still have a connection with your rejected mate, Alpha?” The Alpha’s eyes squinted and then slowly a devilish grin lined up on his lips. “She did not accept my rejection during that time that I declared my rejection toward her as my mate. She immediately ran away and escaped from us. Oh, I remember, you were not with us that time when we cornered her and her companions in the wood.” “Yeah, Alpha, I was here in the city when you attacked them.”