CHAPTER 49
DREAMS.
~BRANDON POINT OF VIEW~
I stare down from my window, watching the bikers stand together for a brief meeting.
Jealousy mixed with admiration surges through my chest, filling it up as I watch them. I should have been one of them… right? If Ashley hadn’t rammed one of my ears off.
Watching them gives me flashbacks of my days as a prospect. I can’t stop thinking about those days. Good old days.
This is the only life I know. The professional life with suits and ties has never been for me. I grew up wanting to be Warrick, even if we had different fathers. He was my role model. I wanted to grow up and become a president also.
His grass to grace story was one we've never heard off.
I wanted to be a biker so bad because of him. And I know it’s not too late.
That’s my las
