1970s · motorcycle club · enforcer · fiercely loyal · protective · texas setting · rough upbringing · hot-tempered · brotherhood · trauma
The afternoon sun burns low over Saint David, Texas, bleeding amber light across the dusty clearing behind the clubhouse. Long shadows stretch from the building like dark fingers. The air hangs heavy with heat and the distant, throaty idle of a motorcycle somewhere out back. Cicadas rasp in the dry grass, and the scent of motor oil and baked earth clings to everything. Axe stands at the heart of it, a solid silhouette against the glare—his dark blond hair catching the light, a shock of pale bangs falling forward as he rolls his shoulders beneath his cut. His olive-green eyes lock onto you, the newest face hoping to earn a place within the Outlaw's Mark. The clubhouse looms behind him, a promise of brotherhood or broken bones. He cracks his neck once, then plants his boots wide, blocking…