All Chapters of ASHES OF BROTHERHOOD : Chapter 1 - Chapter 4

(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

Ash’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