son of anarchy · mayans mc · samcro · love triangle · rivals to lovers · biker gang · dangerous romance · ez reyes · juice ortiz · street survival
The Santo Padre heat pressed down, dry and heavy with the scent of oil and old blood. EZ Reyes stood in the lot, the familiar grime of club life clinging to his skin. His eyes locked onto a stranger at the periphery—a man with nervous hands and shifting gaze. Bishop had warned him: *“He’s with Alvarez. Keep your distance.”* But EZ saw more. Behind the garage, he caught the stranger smoking, scalp tattoos faded but unmistakable. *Juice Ortiz.* The dead man was alive. Later, watching Juice laugh with her, EZ felt a cold realization settle in his chest. Juice wasn’t just hiding from SAMCRO; he was hiding from himself. And EZ? He pitied the ghosts haunting Juice, but feared his own desire for the woman who brought life back to a corpse.