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I told him. That story caught Sky's attention, who seemed to have snapped out of his daze. " Are you a member of a motorcycle club?” " No, my family is, but I have to live in Missoula and be over twenty-one to become a member. Right now, I'm an honorary member when I visit my parents," I explained. " You are full of surprises, Davis. I never would have guessed," Theo scoffed. " Theo, I know you hitched a ride with me, but I think I'm going to head back home," Sky caught our attention, pulling away from me, starting to walk away.

They are gone now and all that's left is me. The smell of sausage and tuna pasta greeted me as the staff put down the food for me and my guest. I was suddenly transported to the present moment. Ah, my guest, I said to myself. It was uncanny to get a request for an appointment from a young man, a teenager if I may say. I asked my security team to look into him and they told me he was the heir of the Montgomery clan, the family who owns most of the casinos in Los Angeles. I also know that he was my daughter's lover and now he wants to do business with me. This is interesting. I smiled, amused at this turn of events.

****okay so last chapter Devon got a little frisky with Jennifer. This chapter is all about her and how her feelings for Jennifer developed. This chapter gives a whole new outlook to Soulmates but that is all I'm saying. You have to read in order to find out... Hehehehe enjoy**** Devon POV junior year of high school...

These connections were revered, treated with respect, with sanctity. It wasn’t long before The Soulmate Covenant founds its way to the Mountain and to a little village at its peak, the Mountaine Village. This one village, tucked away into the mountainside, was being fought over by two distinct clans, the Mountain Saloon Pack and the Sisters of the Path. A war between wolves and witches. The fighting had reached unforeseen heights, leaving the town in a constant state of battle. No one… not even I could have fathomed the amount of disrespect these two clans had for The Covenant.

Chapter 4: The Glorious Lifestyle Of Steel Cowboys Room 42, Kings Canyon Motel, Roadside Motel, Unknown City, South Dakota.... Revving engines filled the surrounding air as "Brick" and his gang lined the parking lot and prepared to take off down the long and winding road in continuation of their journey and the party that seemed to never end whenever they were together. There were about nine of them hitting the road all together and each and everyone of them carried the blood of a beast inside their veins as they fuled up on cocain and alcohol while tearing through town after town reveling in the new found freedom their lifestyle had afforded them. Each member of The Howlers M.C wore a patch

Everything about this man makes me weak, I can’t stand him. How can I dominate him when in the first place I already feel under him? “Would you dance for me?” he whispers and gently kisses my ear helix. I don’t know but I am like a puppy who quickly follow what he said. I felt him grin before he faces me and say, “Not here” he said and reach for my hand before he holds it so gently and open the door for us, we went out of the VIP room and he bring me at the back exist of the club where a Red Ducati 6098 R is waiting for us.

"I... No, tha-thank you, bo—" "Eat!" A glare was adequate to have him down the glass of juice and three cheese and tomato sandwiches hungrily. "Thank you, Boss." I acknowledged it with a nod. "Now tell me what it is?" "It's the new motorcycle club in Yakima, The Venturi." "A new motorbike club?" My knuckles turned white from clenching them tight.

I hailed a cab and let us go to the basement club . It was a small club, underground, in a huge office building. The bass was already booming towards us as we walked down the stairs. Josie was right behind me and wouldn't let go of my shoulder as we walked down the long flight of stairs. I was lucky and Marcus was at the door today. He grinned at me and gave me a firm handshake. His gaze went briefly to Josie, who was still standing directly behind me. Yes, that was a different scene than this club where we were together last time. Heaven , or whatever it was called. But here I had my peace. No annoying fans.

The Regional Reaper's clubhouse was a lively, vibrant venue that pulsed with energy every night. Located in a secluded part of the clan’s territory, the building was designed to offer a private, exclusive space where members could unwind and have fun. And thanks to Godfather Marco's high end tastes, it was much different than any other MC clubhouse in the EU.

This can be read as a standalone. Twenty-two-year-old Dolores Spencer doesn't know what to expect when news of her father's death floats over, but what she does not expect at all was to find out that he's the president of a notorious motorcycle club called Club X, and she's expected to take over from where he stopped. He might have never believed in her while alive, but she's determined to prove herself, first as a daughter, then a leader.