Fang
“Prez.”
It wasn’t exactly the welcome home I had been expecting. There was no welcome party, in fact, there was no party at all that I could see.
Just one single prospect on the gate as I rolled up.
“It’s good to have you back.”
I nodded my agreement.
It was good to be home. After almost five months on the road, I had been craving my own bed, my club and my brothers around me. That was the problem with being ‘dead’, it meant you couldn't just go about your everyday life like nothing had happened.
Sure, the other chapters had been more than welcoming. They had thrown women and liquor at me on a regular basis. But nothing quite beats the feel of home.
Not at my age anyway.
“It’s good to be back, prospect.” My eyes barely flicked in his direction. He was a good kid, didn’t c
