Savage – Road Captain
Gunner – Enforcer
Cy – Tech
Bruiser – Treasurer
Dagger – Medic
Rogue – Secretary
Brass – Chaplain
Glock – Member
Rugger – Member
Blade – Member
Colt – Member
Carbine – Member
DRMC Tennessee O – Ol’ Lady, C – Child
Blow – Prez
Nines –VP
Keys – Tech
Lucky – Sergeant at Arms
Shiner – Enforcer
Griz – Road Captain
Surge – Treasurer
Scorn – Chaplain
Sniper – Member – Rain – O
Nerd (Nick) – C
Storm – C
Flash – Member
Switchblade – Member
Torch – Member
Trigger Warning
This content is intended for mature audiences only. It contains material that may be viewed as offensive to some readers, including graphic language, dangerous and sexual situations, murder, rape, and extreme violence.
Proceed with caution. This book does entail several scenes that may very well be a trigger to some.
Also, tissues are a must with other scenes.
Not for the faint at heart.
If you don’t like violence and cannot handle certain subjects, then this is not a book you’ll want to read.
Playlist
Crucifix – Chernobyl
Savannah Dexter ft. Adam Calhoun – Just Hold On
Sixx: A.M. – Maybe It’s Time
Wade B – Believe In
Uncle Lucius – Keep The Wolves Away
Nu Breed Ft. Jesse Howard – Outlaw Man
Crucifix – The Dreamer
When it’s time
Look around you
What do you see?
Nothing but everything
Listen to the sounds
What do you hear?
Nothing but silence
Everything around you
Is what you make it
Nothing and no one
Can you see different?
When it’s time
You’ll see I’m right
When it’s time
You’ll hear what I hear
And know
Everything and nothing
Is what it seems
Make what you want out of it
Mold yourself into who you want
When it’s time
You’ll realize
Only you have the power over your mind and body
Unless you hand it over willingly to another
~ E.C. Land
Prologue
Cane
Age 8
Running through the woods, I do everything in my power to stay ahead of him. I don’t want him to catch me. If he does. He’ll take me back to the house and make me suffer. I don’t want to go through it again.
Not again.
Not ever again.
I learned in school this past year that what my life has been like all my life is wrong. Not every family is like mine.
My mom sits around all day either watching TV or catering to him. Everything he says and does is how it’s supposed to be. I’ve heard them two at night. I’ve walked into the house to find my mom sitting on the floor at his feet while he petted her hair like a dog.
I don’t understand it and I really don’t understand it when he did what he did to me. I tried to go to the teacher but she didn’t seem too concerned about it. That just goes to show you what the schools in this area are like. They’ll stand against the students as long as the parents are donating to the school.
I’m eight and shouldn’t know what a woman’s body looks like. Nor should I know what anything else feels like. I cringe at what I’ve dealt with for the past few weeks unable to escape his hold.
Only when he turned his attention back to Mom when she did something stupid in order to be noticed did he release his hold on me. Mom ended up getting noticed alright and in that he chained her to a wall by the collar he keeps around her neck at all times.
Shaking my head, I rush through the trees as fast as my legs will allow me. It doesn’t help that it’s cold, wet, and rain is pouring down. I slip and slide through the mud nearly falling.
Panting for breath, I keep heading to the one place I know my father would never go near. Only because he was ordered to stay away from their clubhouse. The Devil’s Riot MC. Not for any other reason than my uncle got into it with him and he was told to stay away from the club. Well, I don’t know if he’s my uncle or not but he was with my aunt, Marie, or also known as Mary, for a while and they had a kid together. I don’t know she just tells people to call her one name or the other. Her real name though is Marie.
I keep running as fast as possible to get to my uncle. If I tell him what’s happened maybe, just maybe he’ll be able to help me. I don’t want to go back to living with those people.
Getting to the dirt road leading to the clubhouse, I push myself until I make it to the clubhouse itself. A man is standing near the building looking at me with a lifted brow.
“You lost boy?” he asks as I stop in front of him. I notice his name on the patch on his cut reads Rosco.
A car comes barreling into the parking lot and I immediately dart behind Rosco.
“Camden, get your ass in the car now,” my dad yells as he steps out of the car.
“Fuck.” I hear the man I’m standing in front of grumble. “What the hell are you doing here Marty?”
“I’m getting my kid and getting the hell out of here,” he sneers in return.
“I don’t think I’m letting him leave until I find out what’s going on. He is after all Stoney’s nephew, making him Croc’s great nephew and I think he’ll want to hear about this,” Rosco mutters.
“No reason for shit to be stirred over a kid not wanting to listen to his parents. Now come on, Camden,” he snaps.
“What’s going on out here?” I knew his voice; I’d heard it many times before. It’s my uncle Stoney. “Camden, why are you here?” he asks baffled at me hunkering down behind Rosco.
“Seems he ran all the way here and his dad’s here to collect him,” Rosco says.
“Fuck. Kid you’re soaked. Go inside, find Momma B she’ll help you get cleaned up and in some dry clothes. I’ll deal with your dad then I’m gonna come talk with you,” Stoney mutters.
Nodding, I
