Chains - Devil's Carnage MC Book 3

PROLOGUE

Caleb Thatcher and I had been best friends since middle school. He moved with his parents to Briar Creek, Texas, from Montana. Everyone at our school made fun of the new kid, because he was small for his age, and we became firm friends when I stood up for him against the bullies.

Ever since I beat up Trevor Perkins, the worst of them at the school, Caleb and I had been inseparable. Both of us from the same side of the tracks. Our similar circumstances had bonded us at a young age.

We’d been close all the way through high school, even prospecting together for the Devil’s Carnage MC. But then a girl came between us, a girl I thought was mine, until I royally fucked up, and she wasn”t mine anymore. I let her go because I felt my life in the club was too dangerous to keep her around.

So, when Gunner promised to make me a full member for a job I had completed for the club, I became a patched member, but wasn’t willing to throw away my lifelong wish to join the Marines, asking Caleb to look after my girl for me, not knowing just how well he was going to do that.

Yes, I may have omitted the fact that I had been a prospect of a motorcycle club when we met, and she may have found out the truth after I had broken things off with her, when we’d been together for almost two months. But I also never expected my best friend to move in on my girl while I was away, and break bro code.

Four years later, injured in a roadside bomb, my left leg taking the brunt of the shrapnel, unable to continue on in the Marines, they medically discharged me.

I returned home, only to find my best friend and my girl had shacked up together, and had moved to Dallas—Caleb had left the club and joined the police force. Something that still has my mind reeling in anger. I had believed that once I returned on home soil, our friendship would continue as it had prior to me leaving. I must’ve been delusional if I ever thought that would happen after everything the fucker had done to me.

Our resentment of each other only grew—mine for their betrayal of me, his because Gunner had given me the opportunity to move up in the club as a member, and not him. And it only grew from there because he couldn’t get over the fact that I would always be between them. His words, not mine. And I knew then that it was only out of some sort of payback because he wasn’t able to move up in the club, that he had moved in on Zoe.

He seemed to become more and more bitter and twisted as the years rolled on, and whenever we were in town on club business, he would never miss an opportunity to harass us. It was almost as if he wanted to start a war between us and the police. Something I nor my brothers will oblige him.

Even though it had pissed me off, I had stepped aside, thinking Zoe was happy in her relationship with Caleb. But finding out that couldn’t have been further from the truth, I was determined to watch over her anyway I knew how, leveraging her friendship with Lexie, my club brother Storm”s half-sister and Gunner”s only son.

I knew in my gut that something wasn’t right, but I couldn’t put my finger on it. Never in a million years would I have believed what it actually turned out to be. Now, after everything he’s done to Zoe, to me, I want nothing more than to watch the life drain from his eyes. And that will be my revenge.