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Joel aka Gamer best at games planning attacks. Brent, Jarret’s younger brother is still in the Army. After he gets out, he will be joining the club. His road name will be Army. Joel, Tracker’s younger brother is still in the Marines, when he retires, he’ll also join the club. His road name will be Rebel. CHAPTER 1 The Knights MC

Nyra stared at the screen blankly for a few seconds before raising an eyebrow, “Why am I looking at a picture of Professor Moore?” Elara turned her head sharply to her friend, tears pooling in her eyes, “That's my brother” Nyra inhaled loudly, the sound harsh in the quiet of the room, like she’d been punched in the chest. “What the fuck.”

“Seems like you’re forgetting the impact of the Allister brothers. One click of their fingers, and they could have everyone on the battlefield asleep. Theo overheard Ryker’s conversation with Ozark. Guess the new enemy I have made without ever meeting this said person in my life?” Rozol’s face twisted into a frown. “A lair leader?” I knew why he said that. It wasn’t unheard of that demons started fights amongst themselves for little to no reason. I chuckled bitterly. If only my problem were that easy. “Even better. Draven. Wanna know the icing on my already fucked up cake? The Brothers of Doom are alive.” I picked up a whiskey bottle from my desk, unscrewing the cap before tipping the bottle

Besides, the crazy bastard was too head deep in his war books. That leaves Killian… but even he wouldn’t do this. They were my brothers; we’d bled for each other; we could kill for each other. Everyone else thought we were some cliché high school friend group which would break apart once it was time to head to college, but they had no idea that we’d gone through similar traumas as children. It brought us together, so nothing and no one would keep us apart. So who the fuck would dare try this? Their replies came in with a ding, forcing my attention back to the phone.

I prayed that the Gods were on my side. "No fucking way," I breathed, my heart slamming against my ribs. And then I saw them. Aurelio, Luca, Lorenzo, Valentino. My brothers. They moved like demons unleashed, their guns barking death, their fury palpable. Renzo took point, his expression set in stone as he emptied a clip into the bastards that had tried to kill us. Aurelio was a silent storm, his blade cutting through the throats of those who dared come too close. Valentino was fucking relentless, covering Luca as he laid down fire with the expertise of a man who was born into war.

I figured I would spare my brother those personal details. “I can’t wait for my first battle,” Caleb breathed. “I hope one day we can fight side by side. You, Alpha King Landry, and me.” I smile at my brother and stare down at my hands, unable to look him in the eyes as I say, “Yeah… me too.” Landry’s POV A week later

The larger of the three apparent brothers grinned rather wickedly as he sniffed the air. "Well, well it's nice to meet a few fellow weres out here in the deep woods," he said as if he had not a care in the world despite being in another's territory. "I see you've also found my wayward baby brother, Maddox, allow me to introduce myself I'm Brody and this is my other little brother Lewis...we're the Daly brothers." Rick growled once more narrowing his eyes at Brody Daly. "I don't give a fuck who you are," he replied. "You don't belong here."

I couldn’t let that happen. Slowly I cleared the tears off of my eyes. I was my mother’s daughter. I was my father’s soldier. These boys are a piece of cake compared to the wars I’ve won for my ungrateful father. The ardents were my teammates and if there was anything Bloodrage ever taught me. It was to never leave your own behind. My breath suddenly hitched as I watched one of the brothers, the one with a chopped hand zoom from the shadows, his good arm raised in silent rage. A thick blade glinted under the light.