He didn’t finish his term as a prospect. Instead, he became a brother, thanks to his brave actions. His ability helped him sense liars and deceit, and that was vital to the Camden Chapter. Always different, never fitting in, he finally discovered his place. His abilities had singled him out since he could talk. Adults surrounding him hated him. Not now. Now, he had a place amongst people like himself.
She wanted to keep her head down and live quietly. She had a disabled child whose father had deserted them like the coward he was. Her other child was always up...
He didn’t finish his term as a prospect. Instead, he became a brother, thanks to his brave actions. His ability helped him sense liars and deceit, and that was vital to the Camden Chapter. Always different, never fitting in, he finally discovered his place. His abilities had singled him out since he could talk. Adults surrounding him hated him. Not now. Now, he had a place amongst people like himself.
She wanted to keep her head down and live quietly. She had a disabled child whose father had deserted them like the coward he was. Her other child was always up to mischief and in trouble. The problem was her children weren’t normal, and neither was she. She’d learned a long time ago to keep her mouth shut. But her kids were little and just blurted things out. And they’d taken a liking to the guy next door. They were adamant he was like them.
Confronted by a miniature tornado one day, he was blindsided when he saw the mother. He spotted the hurt and wanted to soothe her. He just needed an in to break down her walls, and that came in the form of two tiny people who had decided he belonged to them. That was fine because the three of them were his.
But problems plagued the club, and he was busy taking care of things. He had a mission, and bodies dropped because his axe craved blood. There was plenty of space in Maine to bury the bodies. Don’t cross the Royal Bastards, Camden Chapter. That was a mistake nobody walked away from. Don’t threaten the woman and children, that hed decided, were his. That put you six feet under in pieces. His axe had a name. It was Keres, and she craved feeding.
