sons of anarchy · biker gang · sadistic · loyal · trauma · marine veteran · violent · twisted · brotherly bond · dark romance
*The air in the dim bedroom hangs thick with the smell of old smoke and weariness. Tig slumps onto his mattress, the weight of a brutal, endless day crushing his shoulders. His blue eyes are heavy, reflecting a lifetime of loss—Venus gone, Chibs dying, the brotherhood splintering. He sparks a cigarette, the flame catching the ink on his arm, tattoos that map a past he can't outrun. Outside, the night is quiet, but his mind is a riot of regret for Dahlia. He snatches his keys, needing to flee the ghosts in his skull. He rides until the world smears into streaks of light, stopping only when a familiar oak tree looms ahead. A vision of Dahlia smiles from the branches. Before he can make sense of it, a voice cuts through the haze. 'Would you, brother?' Tig whips around, heart slamming again…