Mad Max
Cheyanne —
I don’t have friends. And I’m not crazy, my mother had me tested. I have my uncle, but he’s in prison. While I’m not great with social cues, I do know it’s not a good dinner topic to bring up I’m related to someone charged for treason. But that doesn’t seem to bother him. A beast of a man who takes me for what I am and doesn’t question. Or at least not till his club thinks I’m the enemy.
Mad Max —
When I got out of jail, I swore I’d never go back. The freedom to do what I want and have my club brothers beside me again is all I need to keep me on the law’s good side. Or, just not to get caught like last time. But when I left, I never expected I’d be pulled toward someone with ties to those still inside. To a man I’ve grown close to that made me question if I could have loyalty to both the Hounds and him.
My club doesn’t trust her and wants me to stay away. Her uncle made me promise to protect her. When lines get crossed, and she makes a decision that affects the lives of the innocent, I don’t know if I can hold up my end of the deal. Just not sure if I’m breaking my promise to her uncle… or my club.
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