Teaching Aleck (The Last Hangman MC #2)(4)

“I…yes?”

Cabe chuckles. “Yes, you want to hang out with us?”

“Yes. Thank you, you have no idea how much this means to me.” I sigh feeling stupid at how I sound.

“Don’t worry son, you’re welcome here. Just a warning.” He pauses and I nod. “Betray us, you are dead and no one will ever find you.” The only thing I’m able to do is nod. “Good, let’s go drink now.” He gets up and walks out of the room, leaving me speechless at the table.

That day, I knew my life had just changed for the better, even if I wasn’t aware of it at the time.

I started to hang out at the compound more with Ant and Gabe. Not that I didn’t want to hang out with the other members, but they were the closest to me in age, so it made sense. It was always such an amazing feeling to be around those two when they were chilling, drinking, having parties at the compound or just talking to some of the older members, the stories these men share are bat shit crazy.

After a couple of months of hanging out at the club, all of the members agreed for me to become a prospect. Whilst daunting at first, some of those stories are f*cking haunting, I started to feel like one of the guys. Finally, I felt like I was home and a part of a happy, albeit dysfunctional family, I still felt empty and cold without Cas, but I was slowly getting better. I wasn’t on my own anymore. They helped me through some dark times, and I will forever be grateful for them. They’ve all saved my life and helped me in more ways than they can possibly imagine.

I, of course, had to prove myself and my loyalty to the club, but that never was a problem. Sure, the illegal shit wasn’t easy at first, but as time went by, it was a lot easier to just let myself follow them, and embrace this new lifestyle. I came close to be arrested a couple of times, but always managed to either get myself out of trouble or have one of my brothers help. Brothers, I still can’t believe I have a full family that supports me. It took almost thirty years to happen. It took me almost two years to be fully patched in, and I’ve done some crazy stupid shit for the club, but I wouldn’t change it for anything. Amazing f*cked up memories I’ll remember forever. From travelling all over the state and some parts of the country, to sharing some amazing stories with the older members, to be able to just be my true self and not give a f*ck about what others might think of me or what I do. It was and still is so liberating, a lot more than when I was doing drugs. This feeling of true freedom is more addictive than any other drug I’ve ever tried.

I never thought this lifestyle would be for me, it’s the complete opposite of the way I was brought up. Now, I have a family, I have friends, I can wear whatever I please—well, maybe not quite everything, but you get me—and say whatever the f*ck I want to say.

For the first time in years, I feel alive and it feels f*cking awesome.

It might also have a little something to do with a blonde angel who goes by the name of Charline.

I met her when I started to hang out with the club. Being Ayden’s best friend, she was always around. She’s an absolute knockout with her pouty lips, long blonde hair and big blue eyes. An angel. The first time I saw her, I thought I had died and gone to heaven. She is the sweetest girl ever, but there’s one major issue. She’s underage. Well, she’s turning 18 soon, but still, it feels so wrong to be lusting over her.

I’m a masochist I guess. Even though I know I can’t have her, I have to spend as much time as I can with her. It’s not fair to either of us, especially since she seems to feel the same as I do, but I can’t help it. I need my fix…

However, it all ended one night not too long ago, when I made the stupidest mistake ever…well one of many…





CHAPTER 1



Charline

I can't complain about my life and childhood, I don't come from a wealthy family, but I've had all the love I could possibly need. My parents have always been loving and caring, always supporting me through whatever I wanted to do. I wasn't a wild child at all; I was as calm and nerdy as can be. I was always handing my homework in on time, studying everything in advance, doing everything I could to make sure I'd get into the college of my choice.

My world was turned upside down during my junior year when I met Ayden. She mysteriously transferred to my high school half way through the year. To this day, I’m still not 100% sure of the reasons for it, but I'm glad she was. She's been my best friend ever since.

She showed me a whole new world, a much more exciting one than the one I’m accustomed to. She introduced me to her group of friends, who turned out to be all part of a motorcycle club. The first time I stepped foot in their compound, I was shocked to say the least! Booze was flowing, women were walking around barely dressed, and a couple was even f*cking openly in front of others. Definitely not what I was used to!

What caught my attention wasn't all that was going on around me, it was one guy that I couldn’t tear my gaze from. He was tall and well-built with arms covered in tattoos, the sides of his head with a bit of buzz and longer hair on the top and deepest green eyes I’ve ever seen. We stared at each other for a good few minutes before I finally snapped out of my trance and ran outside.

Nothing like this ever happened to me, I've never really been interested in guys. I mean, the boys in high school were just plain stupid and annoying. However, the mysterious hot stranger was the total opposite, and completely out of my league. I mean, why would such a badass biker want an innocent plain, nerdy girl like me? Unfortunately for me, I started to crush on him...hard!