Lost Reapers MC- Claimed by the Bikers novel Chapter 136

Chapter 68-2

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“Excuse me.” I started pushing my way through, but hands grabbed me before I reached the edge. “Let me go.” I turned around and realized that I didn’t recognize the wolf holding me.

In fact, I didn’t recognize any of the wolves.

“Let her go,” Troy growled.

“If she wants me to, I certainly will,” Morven said as he walked toward me. “But if she wants to

come with me, she will.”

“Is that why half your pack has invaded my land?” Troy snarled. “To give her a choice?”

What the hell had happened while I was out?

There was no Claudine or London in sight.

Only Morven.

“Troy, what’s going on?”

“Morven has this insane idea that you’ll go with him. We both know that he’s lying. Just come to me, and we’ll be done with all of this.”

“Where are Claudine and London?”

“They left.”

Great. So no one to witness whatever the hell Morven was up to. I turned to him. “Look, I don’t understand what in the actual fuck is going on in that head of yours but obviously, I’m not going to

Morven put a finger to my lips, and I nearly bit it off in anger. Then, I heard his voice.

In my head.

“Hello, my darling. You can thank my witch for this little conversation,” Morven said. “I thought it might be best if we spoke in private.”

I glared at him, “I have nothing to say to you!”

“But I have plenty to say to you,” Morven purred, his tone low and coiled with malice. “While my witch was here, she was overriding Irene’s little spell, twisting it from within. Corrupting it. If you don’t come with me, I’ll have her tear the magic apart and reverse it. Violently.”

His lips curved into a slow, cruel smile. “Troy and all of his precious woods will be thrown out like beggars, stripped of their home, their power, their pride, and they will never be allowed to return. I’ll

see to it their exile burns for the rest of their lives.”

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Chapter 68-2

What?!

My head whipped around, heart pounding, desperately searching for Irene, or Lunessa or something to tell me that Morven was bluffing.

“She’s not wanted here,” Morven said out loud.

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“Your own wolves despise her,” Morven said, his voice sharp enough to draw blood. “You locked her in a filthy bar for three years like she was nothing. Now you keep her here, leeching off her null powers to serve your own purposes. Everyone here has seen it!”

His gaze slid to me, softening in a way that felt like a trap, it was filthy and it made my skin crawl

“Your wolves may be bound to you by a mate bond, Troy, but her heart? It’s always been mine. She’s always loved me… and she always will.”

He stepped closer, his tone dropping to a dark whisper meant for me alone. “Come back with me, Kiana. I’ll keep you safe in a way he never could. You’re not chained here anymore. I am your escape. I am your freedom.”

My heart pounded so hard it hurt. He was lying. He had to be lying!

But when I looked at Troy, my breath caught.

Because if Morven wasn’t lying… then Troy was about to lose everything.

His pack.

His land.

“I’m going with Morven.”

Agony ripped through the mating bond, so fierce it stole my breath. My knees almost buckled under the weight of it, and from the way Troy’s jaw clenched and his body tensed, I knew he felt it

too.

Blood roared in my ears. I looked at him, desperate for something, anything.

Lunge for me.

Object.

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