Chapter: Chapter FourAsh’s POVThe clubhouse felt different when I walked in the next day. The laughter was gone, the activities of last night had gone out and the atmosphere had shifted to something quieter and colder, like everyone was waiting for something to break.Conversations stopped when I passed. Eyes trailed me. It was the same place I’d bled for, the same men I’d called brothers, yet it suddenly felt like enemy ground.Knox stood near the bar, leaning against the counter, a cigarette tucked behind his ear. He smirked the moment he saw me, that kind of smirk that never reached his eyes.“Well, look who crawled back,” he said, voice slick and playful. “You sure you’re still one of us, Ash? ’Cause word is, you’ve been getting soft.”I ignored him and kept walking. He followed like a shadow that wouldn’t quit. “I’m just saying,” he went on, “Griff’s losing faith. Man needs soldiers, not saints.”“I’m not here for a sermon,” I replied, grabbing a beer just to keep my hands busy. My fingers shook aro
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Chapter: Chapter ThreeAsh’s POVThe roar of the clubhouse hit me before I even turned off my engine. Laughter, shouts and the sound of bottles clinking rent the air and for a moment, I wonder how they could easily fall back into their normal lives less than twelve hours after an attack. It was chaos the way I remembered it, but somehow louder and more… non challant. Inside, the air was thick with smoke and sweat. A few brothers cheered when they saw me, others nodded, their eyes sharp, reading me like they weren’t sure what version of Ash had come back.Smoke walked towards me the moment he set his eyes on me. “Where did you go?”“None of your business.” I replied. “Come on, Ash. I am just looking out for you.”“I don't need looking after.”“Well, atleast did you get the injury treated?”“Obviously,” I replied pushing him aside and maneuvering my way through the croud. “Vega!” Griff’s voice cut through the noise. The president stood near the bar, his muscle bulging and scars visible. He was wearing a gr
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Chapter: Chapter Two(Ash’s POV)The first thing I felt was the sting. A raw, burning pain that crawled from my shoulder down to my arm. The smell of the antiseptic hit me hard as I tried to process my environment. It was nothing like the stale prison air I was used to or the smoke I had just come out of. It smelt… clean.I blinked, vision hazy until the ceiling above me finally stayed in one place. It was white and too bright.“Don’t move,” a voice said beside me. Calm, clipped, but definitely upset about something. “You’ll rip the stitches apart.”“Stiches?” I turned my head and my eyes fell on the tall man from earlier. His eyes were the color of storm clouds and he looked like he belonged in a quiet world, not the kind I came from. His sleeves were rolled up and his gloves stained with my blood, but steady as he worked.“Where am I?” My voice came out rough, like gravel.“My clinic.” His jaw tightened as he wiped his hands. “You passed out on my doorstep bleeding like a stuck pig. What were you expect
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Chapter: Chapter OneAsh PovThe gates opened with a groan causing my heart to clench.Six years behind those walls, and they still didn’t feel like they were done drilling me. I stood there, staring at the open road like it was a stranger totally confused on what to do. The air outside was definitely different from the stale, congested air I had been breathing for the longest. I had almost forgotten what fresh air smelt like. A Harley waited at the curb for me. The deep and familiar sound of the engine roared, giving me a nostalgic feeling. Behind it, three more bikes were laying carelessly. They were made of black leather and belonged to the Vultures; my brothers.Smoke oozed off the first bike as the rider approached, his grin wide and careless. “Look who’s finally out. Still remember what freedom feels like?”I tried to smile but it came out forced. “Feels lighter than steel bars, I guess.”He pulled me into a hug. He smelled like oil and cigarettes. “We kept your girl tuned, didn’t think you’d wan
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