Ezra
[Flashback—7 years ago]
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The pit is bustling with so much energy, adrenaline pumping through my veins. There’s so much noise, motorcycles headlights flashing through the thick night.
“Ezzy.” Pete nods at me, pushing his helmet on his head.
“Where’s your brother?” I ask.
“Mitch?”
It’s a struggle to hear ourselves with the noise, but we’re used to it.
“Yea,” I reply. “Do you have another brother?”
He chuckles. “We’re all brothers in this MC, Ezzy. You’re my brother too, aren’t you?”
“Of course I am.” I grin.
“Speaking of Mitch…” he points to the blonde-haired man at the top of the podium.
The lights illuminate his features, tattoos crawling up his arms and neck. As usual he’s in his president kutte, a permanent scowl o
