Free Dogs of War MC Episode 6 by Monica Rossi Page A

his mouth shut. Plus, he didn’t want to hurt Red and Glory by exposing their husband and father for the fucking liar he was. Whatever virtues his mother had seen in him were beyond Demon. He’d actually asked her one time and she’d just smiled at him and said that maybe one day he’d understand, he’d meet someone who was beautifully broken and want to put the pieces back together for them.
    Demon wasn’t so sure that was the truth. The truth was his father was a sad excuse for a human. Leading a double life for three years while making Glory and Red and Demon and his mother all think that they were his only family, his whole world. His mother, of course being what she was, had found out. She’d forced him to stop living a lie and she’d moved to Three Rivers so that Demon could have a relationship with his father and the older brother he hadn’t known existed. And Demon had grown to love them. His father, Red, Glory, Three Rivers, The Club. They’d become his life and then they’d been snatched away from him. He’d been cut off from everything he’d come to think of as home.
    Red, Glory, and his father had chosen not to tell the Club about his true nature because they thought the Dogs might hold it against hi. They didn’t care how it effected Demon, he was sure if that had been the only concern the news would have been out in an instant, but they didn’t want it to cause harm to their position or standing in the Club or community. So he’d kept the lie for them just as much as for himself.
    The last couple of years had been hell for him and he’d escaped to his spot of refuge often, trying to get away from the turmoil in his daily life, and then when the fall out with Logan had happened, he just couldn’t handle it anymore. As soon as he’d been patched in after graduating, he’d gone Loner and he hadn’t looked back.
    It had been hard, at first, not in the ways he’d thought it would be. He’d thought he’d be lonely, but he’d found a comfort in solitude that he hadn’t been able to find surrounded by the people who ‘loved’ him. No, the hard part had been learning not to get attached. Not to people, not to places, and not to things, because they were all just temporary. He’d met good people everywhere he’d gone. People with open hearts and willing hands, ready to reach out and hold on to him, embrace him as one of their own. But each and every time he’d let them go, and that’s what he was going to have to continue to do.
    Including with Sidney.
    He couldn’t leave town for good, but he needed a break. He needed some time to get his head together and comes to terms with the reality of life. He’d told Sidney that there would come a time when she’d want him, and maybe that was true, but what was also true was that she would never be able to hold on to him even if she did want him. He was born an outcast and that’s how it was going to stay, and no amount of wishing it were different was going to change that.
    It was time for him to go visit his mother, time to remember who and what he was and why he could never be a part of the bustling life that surrounded him.
    He took the handlebars of his bike and rolled it over behind a tree, then he took off his cut and his shirt and laid them across the seat, so they’d be there for him when he got back. He pulled out the lightweight brown tarp he kept in his saddle bags for days when he needed to sleep rough but still didn’t want to get rained on and he covered the motorcycle, tucking the sheet around the wheels carefully.
    He thought about grabbing a few things out of his bags but decided against it and walked to the edge of the cliff, he really didn’t need anything where he was going.
    Demon looked out at the twinkling lights of the town he loved and took a deep breath, summoning the part of himself he could never let anyone see. He felt them materialize behind him and once again he felt whole. A sigh of relief escaped him and a