Axel POV

As I was threw the last strands of dirt on the dead informant, my mind begins wandering towards the informant I had just gathered a mere hour ago. At first we refused to believe the information he had given us. He said Charlie our Charlie had gave them information regarding our shipments which means she flipped on us. I knew I didn't trust her for a reason, she was a manipulator and a conniving whore.

I tried to get Maverick and the rest of the voting members to send in someone trustworthy but others couldn't look pass her charming green eyes and the innocent aura she displayed. They dismissed my claims because Charlie and I had dated back in High School, she was my—first love—we ended because I found out she was sleeping with other men. Men who were suppose to be my friends, men who are no longer with us.

Ryker was on the other side of the informant grave patting down his side of the grave. I don't know who was more disappointed me or Ryker considering Charlie was suppose to be Ryker's old lady. He had got a little reckless with when he was in the midst of torturing the guy for information. He might have cut off a few body pieces such as; fingers, ears and toes. He wants to mail it to the Morrow residence as a warning.

As we were walking away I couldn't help but wonder what the informant meant when he said the Sons have a faith worst than death planned for us.

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The music dimmed a bit as I exited Kitten Claws with one of the strippers who were beaten. Her pale skin was covered in layer of bruises, which she tried to hide by tightening the sapphire blue rob around her body. She had put a fair amount of distance between us almost as if she was afraid I would hurt her. The cigarette in between my lips called for release as the smoke began taking a hold of my mouth and lungs.

The night air blew the smoke into our faces as soon as I removed it from my mouth and placed it into the fingers of my left hand. Once we were a safe distance away from the strip club we stopped and I went in front of her to analyze her movements. One side of her face was completely purple a huge chuck of her cheek was bigger than the right side. Her sapphire blue eyes seem dull, I could only see one eye because the other was sealed shut.

She was using her bone straight platinum blonde hair to cover her battered face. Her movement was skittish and for se reason her body refused to stay still. For a brief moment I wondered if she was just a drug addict who forgot to pay her debt to her dealer. When I reached out to her to get her to make eye contact with me she jumped back nearly giving me a heart attack.

She obviously suffered through more than just a beating. Contrary to popular beliefs all strippers do is dance on willing customers. They don't have intercourse with customers for money. Kitten Claws will fire you on the spot if they found out you were sleeping with customers.

"Snow White?" I questioned in an attempt to have her look me directly in the eye.

Her gaze remained locked on the ground, I'm unsure what she could have been looking for considering it was so dark outside. If people were to look in our direction all they would see is heads and blonde hair. Slowly her head started to rise causing the frustration that was casually rising to decease. When her eyes met mine I could see tears starting to spill out of her deep ocean colored eyes.

"Snow White," I spoke her stripper name once again. "I need you to tell me what happened."

At this point my cigarette was practically gone so I threw it on the ground and smashed my foot onto it. Strands of blonde hair flew into her face as I waited on her response. Snow White obviously isn't her real name, it's her stage name.

"Kitty, Poppy and I were heading to our cars when he heard a group of men catcalling us," She finally spoke after a minute of silence. "At first we thought they were a group of regulars who likes to wait for us to get off of work."

"They weren't your regulars."

"No far from it, I had never seen those guys before." I imagine her eyes were wide with fright as she thought about that night. "They were all way above the height of six foot five and built with thick layers of muscle. I was sure they would kill us."

She brought her bottom lip into her mouth as her eyes flickered in and upwards, the moon was beating down over her person as she thought about the night. Her hand wrapped around her throat in an unconscious way.

"I could feel his hands wrapping around my throat and squeezing to the point of me almost blacking out," A tear slipped down her pale cheeks. "He told us to tell the Dark Howlers that this is only the beginning. They plan on destroying everything you guys have worked for."

I ran my hands through my hair as I processed this information. Sure the Sons and the Dark Howlers never got along ever since the death of Maverick and Kenna's child, but it was never to this extreme. Mav and Kenna were able to extract revenge on the Son who killed their child. I wonder why are they pulling out all the stops to take us down.

Charlie couldn't have that much persuasion over Morrow, she's probably the reason why Manny got shot. I'm sure she doesn't have anymore information to give them—or well—I hope she doesn't have anymore information on us. She has been around for many years, which means she's a danger to us and she's going to have to be taken out.

"After they threatened us they um," Her throat became constricted almost as if she was about to c—. Shit I hate when people cry it's the most awkward thing in the world, all I want to do is go in the opposite directions. A choke sob released itself from her mouth, I could only imagine the fat tears streaming down her face. "They s-started t-t-to, I'm sorry I c-can't."

She ran towards club practically pushing the bouncer out of the way so she could get back into the building. A deep sigh escaped my mouth, there is so much on my plate right now—hell—I'm probably on my second plate. I pulled my pack of cigarettes out only to see my pack was completely empty.

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I cut my motorcycle engine off as soon as I arrived at the gas station. The red and yellow lights were so bright I felt as if I should have been wearing sunglasses. I probably should've been paying attention to the person coming out of the door instead of taking my gloves off without looking upward. A loud string of foreign cuss words came out of the woman mouth after we collided. The bag of chips, chocolate bars and fountain drink came in contact with the ground.

"Thank you so much pendejo." The girl and I both reached down to grab her things instead of our bodies colliding we bumped into one another heads. "I swear to god if you don't s-."

         In the midst of the both of us picking up her things we finally made eyes contact. To my shock and utter disbelief it was Reign. She looked absolutely stunning, looking at her was like being on an isolated beach. All there is on an isolated beach is you and the sound waves of the blue beauty. Her long lashes framed her blazing brown eyes, which were slowly loosing the battle between rage and shock. Her full lips twisted into a smile revealing her charming dimples.

"Axel," She said as we both stood up and I handed her, her snacks. "Long time no see."

"Hey I was waiting on you to call me." I replied.

"Did you wait up by the phone? Hoping and praying I would call you?" She gave me a cheeky smile which only added to her perfection.

         I reached up and tucked a strand of hair behind her ear, her eyes traveled downward before they slowly returned to my face. Her fingers enclosed around my wrist and for a brief moment we stared at one another.

"Maybe I was sitting by my phone hoping you would call." I allowed a smile to come across my face for the first time today. I have no idea what it is about her, whenever I'm around her I catch this overwhelming need to smile and make her smile.

"I must have had a positive effect on you,"  She replied as she gently brought my wrist down and interlaced her fingers with mine. "Where's your friend? The really hyper one who replies with smart alec comebacks."

"Manny?"

"Yeah," She looked behind my body and towards my lonely motorcycle. "Wherever you are he's not to far behind."

"I ditched him," I replied with a shrug. "Hey do you want to get out of here?"

"I can't leave my car behind." She said with an amusement.

"No one will mess with it."

"Are you sure? Like won't it get towed."

"I doubt it."

Her eyes squinted. "You're just saying anything so I'll agree to go with you."

"Pretty much yeah." I laughed as I gently tugged her towards my motorcycle.

"Ok fine," She replied. "If my car gets towed you're paying to get it out."

"I'll accept full responsibility," I retorted as she dumped her snacks into trunk under my seat. "Here take my helmet."

"You don't have two helmets?"

"No." I shrugged as I placed my gloves back on my hands and swung my legs over the seat before sitting down. "You're the only one who has ever been on my motorcycle."

"Oh so, Am I special?" She said as she sat on the back of my motorcycle and wrapped her arms around my waist.

"Not really," I shrugged as I kicked the motorcycle into gear.

"Hey!" She said as she pitched my skin, I could feel her nails digging into my skin.

"Ouch, Shit I was just playing."

"Yeah ok." She replied with sarcasm as I backed out of the parking spot and jetted into the night air.

Damn, I forgot to get my cigarettes.

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Author Note
This Chapter took a long time for me to write. I had to rewrite it like three times. I'm pretty satisfied with this version. They say "Third times a charm".

Turns out Charlie is a traitor.

Q&A: Do you believe Charlie is a manipulator and conniving? Or Do you think Axel is just bring bitter because she slept with other men? Does Charlie really love Sebastian?