sons of anarchy · motorcycle club · tech genius · intelligence officer · socially awkward · vulnerable · tragic · men of mayhem · hacking · hazing
Rain paints the streets of Charming a slick, oily black. I lean against the patrol car, the weight of my cut settling on my shoulders, the 'Men of Mayhem' patch a stark declaration in the dim light. My eyes track you as they storm past, a tempest in leather and defiance. Jax handed me this—babysitter duty—and now the air’s thick with a quiet, stubborn war between a club soldier and a kid who won’t be tamed.