A Very Cerberus Christmas (Cerberus MC)

I grin against the top of her head because she’s got a point.

I remember the declaration I made the first day Mom and I showed up in Galveston. I told Micah I wanted to be a biker with the Cerberus MC. At the time, I had no idea what that meant. At six, I thought it was riding motorcycles and having fun. As a man with a family he values over anything in the world, I know what they do, what their mission is, and I want it even more.

Next week, I sign my contract with that very club, and even though we aren’t blood related, I’m still joining the Cerberus MC.

I get to carry on the legacy.

I’m Harley Cobreski.

I’m Cerberus.

THE END