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CERBERUS

Growing up, all I wanted to do was join an MC. I figured for a while there the only way to get what I wanted faster was through the club President’s niece.

Ember.

I fucked up along the way where she’s involved. In more ways than one.

First, she was wild. Wilder than you could imagine.

Mostly, she was rebelling against all three of her uncles’ rules.

Second, I fell hard for her. Harder than I thought possible.

I would’ve even given up what I wanted to be with her, but then I fucked it all up.

It was a complete accident, still, it was a fuck up all the same.

Ember overheard my brother, Azrael, at the time, he didn’t have that name, I didn’t have mine either. We were just high school kids bullshitting. That part didn’t matter. It was the fact that she heard him asking me if I was gonna be able to get into the club faster with dating Ember.

To say she lost her shit on me doesn’t even describe it.

That was the end of us. After high school, she left.

She went to school in New York at some elite college.

I spiraled a bit. It didn’t feel right to approach the club about wanting to be a member.

Not after I fucked up with Ember. If she came back, I didn’t want her to see me there and be hurt further.

A couple months after she went to school, though, Reaper approached me to find out what the deal was with me.

He knew I wanted to join all along. He also saw I legitimately cared for Ember.

I manned up and explained what went down between Ember and me.

In the end, he had me prospecting, right alongside my brother.

At the time, we were given the names Ghoul and Goblin.

That was years ago. Since then, we have earned our patches, earned our place in the club and our road names.

The fact I’m named Cerberus doesn’t escape me.

The guard to the gate of the underworld to prevent the dead from leaving.

I didn’t mind it a bit. I was honored to have been given the name by my brothers. It showed they trusted me.

What ended up shocking me was hearing Reaper telling Angel and Tombstone about Ember. Reaper had been pissed over something she’d done. It took a bit, but I found out she dropped out of the school she was at and was living in Montana, dating a guy she met while at school.

I don’t know what went down. No one does. It’s been kept closed lip.

Now she’s back and working as a dispatcher. When we’d been together, she’d talked about going to school for business. For her to come back home to be a dispatcher surprised the hell out of me.

Something else I noticed that didn’t sit well with me is that she didn’t seem like herself. Yeah, I’d seen her get into it with her uncles. She still had that fire about her but was missing her spirit. It was gone. She hides herself away and didn’t let anyone get close to her.

Not long after moving home, she found herself a place she moved into.

With all the shit that’s been going down with the club, I thought she’d have been staying with one of her uncles. It would’ve been better for her to stick to one of them .

Now, she’s gone. Missing. And no one knows where the fuck she is.

Or who the group is that took her.

The only thing we know about the ‘Nameless Milita’ is that it’s led by a man that goes by Dead Eyes, or that’s what Diablo’s woman called him, but his name’s Samir Byrd. That’s about all we know.

Regardless of what we know, I’ll find Ember, and when I do, I don’t think I’ll be able to let her go again. Secrets rest in her eyes that hadn’t been there before she left, and I won’t deny I want to know what they are.