Surviving Midnight: Wulven Kings MC Book Two by A. K. Graves

Author:A. K. Graves [Graves, A. K.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: The GravesYard
Published: 2022-04-12T16:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER

NINE

ZAK

It’s an uncharacteristically warm day for mid-October, almost seventy degrees even with the slowly setting sun, its rays slicing through the burnt orange and deep burgundy leaves that sparsely decorate the trees dotting the landscape.

If I had to pick a favorite season, it would be fall.

I’ve always appreciated the way nature changes as the last of summer's dry heat gives way to the crisp chill of autumn’s embrace, the way the lush green forest takes on the colors of a dying fire’s glow. Fall is peaceful, beautiful, an inviting contrast to the unbearable temperatures of summer and the bleak and dreary expanse of a snow-covered winter.

Bonfires and football games.

Halloween and Thanksgiving.

I never enjoyed any of those things until I joined the Wulven Kings, never really indulged or acknowledged the things most people look forward to because I had no reason to before the club, but it’s funny how things that once held broken memories I’d much rather forget are now something I find myself appreciating more than I expected.

Much like a wedding celebrating the obvious love shared between two people.

I had no room in my life for celebrations and gatherings, no desire to engage in joyous occasions or other people’s happiness, but I guess I just needed the right group to share them with in order to realize it doesn’t have to be tainted with negativity so heavy it’s like an elephant on your chest.

I smile as we roll to a stop a few miles from the clubhouse, reach back and stroke the creamy skin of Blondie’s bare calf with my knuckles. She tightens her hold around my waist, presses her beautiful body harder against mine, and I can feel her sigh of contentment along the nape of my neck as her delicate fingers dig into my stomach just a little.

Prez and Sofie had their ceremony outside at a park not far from the clubhouse. It was nice; brief, but full of emotion and meaningful exchanges between them. The entire MC was present, all of us decked out in our finest duds, our cuts cleaned and pressed while still somehow grungy as hell over nice shirts and dress pants. The reception is at the clubhouse and we’re rolling back in formation, everyone on our bikes with our colors displayed proudly, Prez’s ride leading the way complete with his bride on the back and a Just Married sign dragging behind them adorned with beer cans, boots, and streamers.

That was Jackal’s idea and while Prez just rolled his eyes, Sofie was elated.

And despite the warmth and joy that’s surrounded everyone all day, I don’t even think the newlyweds are as happy as I am right now because fuck, I am so goddamn happy I could burst.

Nothing in the fucking world beats having Theo on my bike, wrapped around me while she’s wearing my jacket, this gorgeous pixie on my arm while I mingle with my brothers. And there sure as hell isn’t anything better than the way Blondie looks in that killer dress, that’s for damn sure.

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