Rescued by the Beast
As I walked by, I found myself dragged into a headlock and a set of knuckles rubbed against the top of my scalp.
"I knew you'd come around," Ace, one of the prospects, cited, blowing his blond, jaw-length hair out of his face, his blue eyes dancing with glee.
He was a year older than me, having joined the club to follow in his father's footsteps. The guy standing next to him was called Blade: dark-haired, silver eyes, and deadly with a knife. Hence the name.
"Let him be," Jenna berated them, casting them a humored scowl.
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