Bear is the President of The Wolves
Haisley is a small-town waitress
Bear lives for his MC
Haisley is barely living for herself
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Can he finally let his guard down and love or will he push her away and drink away the loneliness he feels deep within...
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Just as they were about to walk out if the story Haisley accidentally bumped into a large form. She was busy looking at the receipt and not paying attention to where she was walking. She apologizes but it stops as soon as she looks up and meets the eyes that were similar to hers.
She takes a few steps back until her back touched Bears arm. Her eyes remained wide and her lips closed.
Weak. That's exactly how she felt when she was near Boyd. He scared her. Boyd would do anything for money, even if that meant hurting someone he once cared for.
"H-Haisley. Just the person I was looking for" Boyd's voice was shaking. His hands trembled as he reaches out for Haisley. He was about to step closer until she felt a strong hand take hold of his arm painfully hard.
He flinched and snapped his red eyes over to whoever had laid a hand on him "who the fuck are you?"
"Baby, take Balake to the truck. I'll be right there" Bears death glare never leaves Boyd as he grabs his keys and hands them to Haisley.
She told Bear to be careful before quickly making her way to the truck. She lifts Balake out of the buggy after she opens the back doors of the truck. Balake needed to be out of harm's way before she did anything else.
