All Chapters of THE REJECTED LUNA’S SECOND CHANCE WITH THE BIKER ALPHA: Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

108 Chapters

Chapter eighty one

Bella's POVThe mess hall was warm and smelled like coffee and something frying in the kitchen at the back.I found a seat at the end of the counter, away from the clusters of pack members eating in groups, and pointed at the coffee when the server looked at me.She poured it without asking questions which I appreciated and slid the mug across the counter toward me. I wrapped both hands around it and looked at the list on my arm.Around me the mess hall moved the way communal spaces do in the morning — chairs scraping, low conversations, the sound of cutlery. There was the occasional staring, some curious pup or his parents watching me like I was something that needed figuring out. I kept my eyes on my arm and let it wash over me.I'd spent four years being the thing people talked about in rooms. I'd learned to stop hearing it without stopping listening.The murmuring didn't bother me.Then it stopped.All at once, like someone of importance had walked through the room. The only perso

Chapter eighty two

Bella's POVTwo days since Cade handed me that socket and I'd been living in the garage ever since.Dawn to last light, oil on my hands before I'd had coffee, leaving when the crew left and sometimes after.It had taken me those two days to find the real problem.Cade's crew moved around me without much conversation but without obstruction either, which was about as good as I was going to get and I'd take it. We had gone from barely tolerating each other to something closer to a working arrangement and that was enough for now.The bike itself was well maintained. Better than I'd expected from a rogue pack that focused more on use than speed. If the bike could run then everyone was fine with it.Cade's team was good at that — someone had been taking care of Draven's bike specifically. Clean oil, solid brake lines.Whoever had been doing the maintenance knew what they were doing even if they weren't doing it systematically.But the suspension was set wrong, for a rider sitting further b

Chapter eighty three

Draven's POVI found myself back at the garage at seven.The night air had a particular bite to it that came after a warm day — it settled into the back of your neck and reminded you winter wasn't far off.The track behind the main garage ran a quarter mile before it curved out of sight behind the tree line, and I could hear the engines before I cleared the building.The pack's evening ride was already running.I hadn't remembered scheduling it for tonight. Or maybe I had and hadn't registered it, which was a different problem.But I didn't want to think about why.I found Thor at the edge of the track, his arms folded, watching the riders cycle through the first bend."We moved it up an hour," he said, without looking at me."Bella said she wanted to see how the bikes handled before the light went off."I said nothing.On the track, six riders were running a loose formation, working through the curve at the end of the straight. I watched them for a moment, reading the places they wer

Chapter eighty four

Bella's POVI was at the garage at five fifty.If anyone asked I wasn't anxious. I wanted to get a clean read on how the bike handled before the session proper. That was the reason.I unlocked the garage with the key Cade had given me three days ago after he'd gotten tired of me showing up at odd hours, pulled the door open and got to work. The eastern stretch ran smoother in the early morning before the ground warmed up and the dust lifted. We'd be done before the rest of the camp was awake.I had run it over in my head several times between midnight and five this morning before I gave up on sleep entirely. My inability to relax and trust myself was the reason I was standing in the garage ten minutes early with two cups of coffee from the mess hall going cold on the workbench.Draven arrived at six exactly.He came in through the side door in his riding gear, cut on, gloves tucked into his belt, and stopped when he saw the coffee.He picked up one of the cups without asking which one

Chapter eighty five

Clara's POVI was crossing the eastern yard with Thor's rotation report when I heard the engine.I knew that engine. Seven years since I joined the rogue pack and I knew every bike in this camp by the sound– the way you knew the voices of your loved ones.I turned without thinking, a smile forming that faded the further through the gates the bike moved. Draven was riding with Bella behind him, her hands at his waist, her chin tilted slightly into the wind.They looked right together,and I couldn't stand the thought of it.She had only been here a week. What right did she have to ride with him? She was an outcast, worse than a rogue and yet she was doing the things I had only dreamed of in my life all these years, to hold him, touch him.I turned back around before they pulled up.I had things to do. A rotation report to deliver, Thor had asked me to review it, three other things I couldn't name right now because my jaw was tight and I was concentrating on keeping my face normal.So I

Chapter eighty six

Bella's POVClara had been gone ten minutes before I stopped hearing her.Not literally, anyway.The garage was quiet, just the low music from the speaker Cade had started leaving on for me, and the sound of my own tools.But Clara's voice kept replaying in my head as I moved between one task and the next, slipping in whenever my hands fell into something familiar and my mind had nowhere useful to go.I didn't know why it bothered me so much. I was here for the help he could offer me, the revenge he made possible.His personal life and the things happening to him shouldn't bother me but I couldn't stop myself from thinking about it.What had she meant by saying it was worth knowing — why was the reason he was exiled in the first place important.I set down the wrench and picked up the adjuster and told myself to focus.I huffed. Because bigger than the reason his past mattered —I would like to know why the hell Clara had come to me. The olive branch she offered felt too good to be tr

Chapter eighty seven

Bella's POVThe table was one of the smaller ones.That was the first thing I noticed — whoever had chosen it hadn't accounted for four people, or maybe they had and that was the point. Clara had shifted along the bench, pressing close to Draven to make room.Thor nodded once in my direction as he moved over and Draven had his eyes buried in his plate."We were just talking about when to fix the afternoon riding session," Clara said warmly, filling the silence before it became a thing.I put my tray down and sat, smiling up at her."That's nice, I'd like to know the date too. I want Alpha Draven to test run the bike," I mumbled, taking a sip of my drink.Draven looked up at me."It's done?" he asked and I nodded."Yeah, I just need your opinion on the repairs and then you should be good," I muttered."You're really good at this, the guys at the garage take time to work," Thor mumbled, then glancing around sheepishly he whispered."Don't tell them I said that," he said."Thor was sayin

Chapter eighty eight

Draven's POVI wasn't exactly sure how I found myself sneaking into Bella's room in the middle of the night.I made it to the corridor my feet dragging against the floor before I collapsed against the wall outside the mess hall. The sounds of the people from the mess hall still audible from the other side of the door I'd come through.I stood there, took a deep breath, my mind going somewhere I couldn't follow.Clara knew exactly what she was doing, but I couldn't call her out on it, not when I was pretending not to know that she had misguided feelings for me.A braver man would have ended it by now. I wasn't that brave and I knew it.I pushed off the wall and kept walking.The night was colder than I expected especially after a warm day. I crossed the yard not sure where exactly I was going, which should have told me something.My wolf was restless, prowling along my mind the way it got when I had been disturbed.Shift. Free. Run.The words echoed, each louder than the last — the tin

Chapter eighty nine

Ronan's POVThe bottle was half-empty.I had been measuring what was left against what I still needed to get through the night. The fire in the study had burned down to the coals and nobody had come to rebuild it because I'd thrown the last servant out two hours ago when he'd asked if I needed it.His tone had been grating.I didn't need anything.The council's letter sitting on my desk where it had been for three days mocked me for the liar that I was.I'd stopped turning it face down because it didn't matter anymore — I knew what it said without reading it.Twenty one days had become eighteen, then twelve and now nine and I was sitting in my study at eleven at night with a half-empty bottle, watching the coals die.Nine days.Draven was smug, thinking he would win. I smirked as I poured another measured drop into the glass and looked at the fire.I had been riding since I was a child, then I met Bella and we rode together but after our mating, I was either riding with the pack or Je

Chapter ninety

Bella's POVI was at the garage at six again.It was definitely not because of Draven.We were training with his bike at noon and I had to make sure the adjustment passed a final check before the afternoon session.I wanted the bike cold when I did it, which meant early, which meant six, which had nothing to do with anything else.I told myself that twice on the walk over. I wasn't sure it didn't sound like a lie even to me.The garage was empty when I arrived which was what I wanted.Just me and the bike and the low morning light coming through the high windows. I needed the quiet for a moment to hear myself think before anyone else had filled the room with their sounds and laughter.I pulled the canvas off Draven's bike and crouched at the rear.The adjustment was fine. I'd known it would be fine — I'd checked it twice the night before and once more in my head between two and four in the morning when I had stopped being able to sleep.It was fine.The settings were locked where I'd

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