Page 2 of Property of Yak

“Why am I here, Yooper? We agreed to keep our distance. Stay off the grid. It’s why I joined Mountain River instead of the Oakheart Rebels with you,” I ask, cutting to the chase.

I might have told my club that I wanted to find my brother and reconnect, but that wasn’t quite the truth. He reached out to me and asked to see me. Something I never thought would happen, and for some reason, I couldn’t say no.

“Circumstances have changed.”

“That’s a bullshit answer, and if you aren’t going to be straight with me, then I’m leaving. I’m not putting my people in danger because your circumstances have changed,” I growl.

“Jameson, I need your help. I can’t trust a single person here. Shit…it’s not good. I don’t know if I will make it out alive if I don’t figure out who is betraying the club.”

I rub my hand down my face. My brother is probably the only person who could get away with calling me by my government name. The fact that he used it tells me this is serious.

“What about our mutual issue? Won’t this make it easier for him to find us? It’s why we separated,” I remind him.

“The ship has sailed on that one. He knows where I am. Has for a long time. You too, but I’ve kept him off your back. I wouldn’t call you here if it weren’t dire. When we patched over to Kings of Anarchy, shit was rocky, but we figured it out. I don’t know what has changed since then, but shit is going sideways. There are rats. Multiple. The men I am supposed to trust at my side could be the ones waiting to put a knife in my back. I don’t want to end up like Caesar.”

I look up to the sky to stare at the stars. The sky looks as clear and beautiful as it does when I’m back home.

“What do you need from me?” I finally say.

“Patch over. I can get it approved. I might not be able to trust any of my council at the moment, but the defectors are hesitant to go against me and show their hand. You’ll skip prospecting and go right into a fully patched member.”

“That won’t seem suspicious?” I look over to him.

He grimaces. “I might have already laid the foundation work. From the moment I asked you to come, I’ve told them you are unhappy with your club. They won’t question why you are patching over after seeing how we run things. What can I say? Kings men are arrogant as fuck. They will like that we stole you away. Another way of saying they are better.”

I look to the ground. What he’s asking me to do is something that will change my life forever. It means leaving the group of brothers I’ve called family and leaving the home I have built.

I look back at Yooper.

He’s my blood, though. My family through and through. He got me through my roughest years. Sacrificed for me in ways that no one will ever understand. There is a bond there that could never be broken.

He needs me now. I won’t disappoint him.

“I’ll make it happen then. I need to go back and tie up some loose ends, but I’ll be back. Two weeks.”

He nods. “Thank you, brother.”

They are simple words, but I know what he is conveying. He is relieved that he will finally have someone on his side he can trust.

Leaving him in the woods, I head back to the clubhouse. I ignore Aragon as he calls out to me. I don’t need his shit right now.

Instead, I head back into the clubhouse and find the blonde from before. She doesn’t hesitate to climb into my lap and kiss me.

If I’m going to be a Kings of Anarchy brother, guess I better start acting like one.

CHAPTER

ONE

SIX MONTHS LATER

Julie

I look at the clock and internally groan when I see it’s only nine a.m.

There should be a law that says the clocks work faster when you are stuck at work on a Friday. Alas, the world doesn’t work that way. Especially when nothing exciting is going on. That’s when the clock really crawls.

“Julie, I need those files on my desk by the end of the day. We have the Jones trial next week. I need to be prepared.”