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Sweet ride

The sweet rumble of Harley engines purred along the road as The President and her Sargent at Arms took a ride around their backyard. Citizens waved as Braxton and Aimee drove past, and several pups ran out onto the street, keeping an easy pace with the bikers. Aimee had worked hard to set the minds of fellow pack members at ease, and she was proud to see the likes of Harris and Meryl wave enthusiastically back as they turned down the road to the clubhouse.

Brax slowed down, letting Aimee glide into the car park first, following her as she parked in her reserved spot right at the front of The Wild West's doors. She signaled to her right, and he was shocked to see the Sargent at Arms park next to the VP's with his name engraved on a silver plate. Brax pulled in almost reverently, noting that there were at least fifty other bikes parked on the club side as he killed the engine and took off his helmet.

His mate looked sassy as she pulled off her own helmet, swinging her lo

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