Three Alpha Bikers Wants An Open Marriage Chapter 132

Riley’s POV

The pain did not ease even for a second.

It stayed there, deep inside my body, spreading slowly in a way that made it hard to breathe properly, and every small movent only made it worse.

My head felt heavy and my hip burned so badly that it felt like sothing was tearing through from the inside.

Then I beca aware of sothing else.

Movent.

Not just small movents, but fast, steady motions. My body was being carried, and the wind brushed against my face in a way that told whoever was holding was moving at a very high speed.

My brows furrowed slightly as I forced my eyes open.

At first, everything looked unclear, like my vision was struggling to catch up, but slowly the shapes started forming, and then I saw him.

Ethan.

My breath caught imdiately.

For a second, I thought I was imagining it because there was no way he should be here, no way he should be the one holding , but when I blinked and looked again, nothing changed.

He was still there.

He was carrying in his arms like I belonged to him, running at an insane speed, his body already in that half-shift form that made him stronger and faster.

The surroundings were rushing past us, and from what I could see, we were no longer anywhere near Obsidian Veil.

We were outside. Far away.

My heart started racing despite how weak I felt.

I closed my eyes again tightly, hoping that when I opened them, this would all disappear.

But when I opened them again, it was still the sa.

It was real.

"Ethan..." I managed to call, my voice weak and strained.

He did not respond. Not even a glance. It was like I had not spoken at all.

Fear rose in my chest imdiately.

No.

This could not be happening.

I could not let him take .

Not again.

I lifted my hand and started hitting his chest weakly, putting whatever strength I had left into it even though it barely affected him.

"Ethan, let go," I said, trying to sound firm even though my voice ca out uneven.

He did not slow down. He did not loosen his grip either.

If anything, his hold around tightened slightly, like he was making sure I would not slip away from his grasp.

"Are you serious right now?" I snapped, my frustration growing quickly. "Did you not hear ? Put down!"

He kept running like I was not even there. That only made my anger worse.

I kept hitting him again, even though it hurt more than it hurt him.

"You are actually insane," I muttered, my breathing becoming heavier. "You cannot just grab and run off like this, what is wrong with you? I’m hurt"

Still nothing.

He ignored every word like it ant nothing to him.

After what felt like too long, he finally slowed down, and then he stopped completely when we reached a quiet main road.

He lowered carefully to the ground, almost gently, like he thought that made any of this better.

The mont my feet touched the ground, my body almost gave out completely, but I forced myself to stay upright, even if it hurt badly.

I looked up at him imdiately, anger burning in my eyes.

"What the hell do you think you are doing?" I demanded, my voice sharp and filled with disbelief.

Instead of answering , he looked down at my wound like that was the only thing that mattered.

"I managed to stop the bleeding on our way," he said calmly, completely ignoring my question like it was not even worth answering.

I stared at him in disbelief.

"You are not healed yet," he continued like I had not spoken. "When we get back to Crescent Hollow, I will treat you properly."

I let out a short, disbelieving laugh.

"Are you actually serious right now?" I asked, shaking my head. "I just asked you a question and you are standing here talking about treating like I asked you for help."

He did not react to my tone at all. That calmness of his only made angrier.

"Ethan, are you okay?" I asked, my voice turning cold and mocking. "Or do you actually want to die? Because if you think the Alphas are just going to sit back after this, then you are even more stupid than I thought."

He gave a small chuckle, like what I said amused him.

"I will not be the one dying," he replied calmly. "They will."

I stared at him like he had completely lost his mind.

"You really believe that, do you?" I shot back. "You think you can take them on now?"

He did not answer that directly, but the look in his eyes told he believed it.

That alone was enough to confirm it.

"You have lost it completely," I said bluntly. "You need help, like actual dical help, because this is not normal anymore. You are not thinking straight. You journeyed your way here just to kidnap ?"

He stepped closer slightly, his gaze still fixed on .

"I am thinking very clearly and I did not kidnap you," he said.

"No, you are not thinking clearly," I snapped imdiately. "Because if you were, you would not be standing here acting like you still have any right over ."

His expression shifted slightly at that."You are still my wife," he said.

I laughed again, but this ti there was nothing amused about it.

"Your wife?" I repeated, staring at him like he had said sothing ridiculous. "You still think that ans sothing?"

"It does," he said firmly.

"It does not," I shot back just as fast. "You lost that right the mont you chose your Stepsister over family."

His jaw tightened, but I was not done.

"You do not get to co back now and act like nothing happened," I continued, my voice rising with anger. "You do not get to pretend like you did not ruin everything with your hands, Ethan"

"You are still mine, those things can be in the past" he said again, like he was trying to convince both of us.

That made my stomach turn.

"Stop saying that," I snapped harshly. "You sound insane like a psychopath"

"I am not yours," I continued, my voice firm despite the pain. "I will never be yours again, and you need to get that through your head."

His eyes darkened slightly, but instead of arguing, he just looked at in a way that made my skin crawl.

His gaze moved over slowly, taking in my condition, the blood, the way I was barely standing.

And there was sothing wrong in the way he was looking at .

Sothing that made feel disgusted.

"You need help," I said again, my voice colder now. "Because this is not normal behavior. You do not just take soone against their will and act like it is fine. That is not love, that is a psycho-obsession, and it is sick, you need to stop."

He did not deny it. That made it worse.

"You can call it whatever you want," he said quietly, "but it does not change anything."

"It changes everything," I replied imdiately. "I hate you so fucking much, Ethan."

The words ca out without hesitation. They were real.

He went silent for a mont, but his expression did not soften.

If anything, it beca more intense.

"You will not say that when we get back," he said.

"Back where?" I asked, already not liking where this was going.

"Crescent Hollow," he answered.

My heart dropped instantly.

"No," I said firmly, shaking my head. "I am not going anywhere with you."

"You do not have a choice," he replied.

Anger flared up again. "Watch ," I snapped.

He stepped closer again, his voice lowering.

"You do not understand yet," he said. "Once we get there, the Alphas will never get a chance to see you again."

Sothing about the way he said that made my chest tighten.

Fear. Real fear enveloped , this is not the Ethan I knew, sothing about him had changed and he has turned worse.

I looked at him for a second, really looked at him.

And in that mont, it beca clear.

He was not going to listen.

He was not going to stop.

He was not going to let go.

Not willingly.

That was all I needed to know.

Without saying another word, I turned around and took off in a run as much as I could.

"You can’t run now Riley or do you want to play hide and seek?"