The Thunder Wolves MC - Clara (Book #3)

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Alex

Don’t get me wrong, Clara is a very pretty girl. Hell, she was more than pretty. I was a guy, but I wasn’t blind. In the last year or so, I had noticed that she had gone through a lot of changes going from a girl to a woman. But she was only sixteen, and I was twenty-one. Not only was she underage, but she was like family. Sure the age of consent was sixteen, and by state laws, us being together would be fine so long as she was willing. But I had been in the MC long enough and knew both my father and her father long enough to know why they had the names they did. I have seen her father take down several large men on his own and not even break a sweat. I have seen my father kill someone from a good distance away and not even blink. If I was even to entertain this, I was a walking dead man. So maybe my reaction wasn’t the best to have at the moment, and the pain and hurt in her face broke my heart, but I couldn’t let anything happen between us. 

My body reacted to her before my brain registered what happened, and the second her lips were on mine, they responded. But only for a few short seconds. Those few short seconds, though, were too much. My c**k twitched, waking up, which sent all the alarms in my head off, screaming at me to stop. Sitting up on the couch, I pushed Clara off my lap breaking our short kiss. The shock was all over her face as I stood up, moving away from her. “Clara, what the f**k?” She stood up and moved to the other side of the couch, “I’m...I’m sorry...I...I don’t know why I did that.” I shook my head, “That can’t happen again...EVER.” She nodded and ran out the door with tears in her eyes. f**k, I started to go after her, but she was already in her car and pulling out of the parking lot. “FUCK.” I ran my hand through my hair and went back inside, slamming the door. What in the actual hell? Walking over to the fridge, I pulled a beer out, downing it before grabbing another and going back to the couch to sit down. I tried finishing the movie we had started but couldn't focus on it. My erection decided it wasn’t going anywhere until it was taken care of, leaving me frustrated. Sighing, I finished my second beer and shut the movie off, and headed in to take a cold shower. Which, of course, didn’t f*****g help. So standing under the cold water, I tried taking care of it myself, but even that was proving difficult. At Least that was until I let the images I shouldn’t have played out in my mind play out. That fact only pisses me off more. She was a f*****g kid. Basically, my sister. We grew up together, for god's sake. 

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For the next three years, I kept my distance. To make it not seem so strange for anyone around us, I went as far as transferring to one of our sister MCs upstate. The move effectively made it easy to avoid a million questions from everyone around us when they eventually figured out something was different with our relationship. The move didn’t seem strange to anyone since I transferred with one of my best friends in the MC, Jax. Jax was the oldest son to another MC member named Bear, whose wife had been hired by my mom when we first moved to this town. Jax, his brother Dominic, and I had been best friends, and when I wasn’t hanging out with Clara, I could always be found with them. And even though I did miss Clara, I knew that if I had stayed, it would have ended badly. Not only would her father have killed me but so would have her mother, my mother, and my father. She had been underage and would have been wrong had I given in to my urges. 

With the move-up state to the sister, MC Jax quickly moved up in the ranks, and as of a year ago, he was now the vice president. On the other hand, I was perfectly fine with not being in a position of being in charge. I liked the freedom of my position as one of the club's mechanics. This chapter ran a couple of strip clubs along with a fairly large auto body shop. Being a single guy and not needing much room and willing to live above the autobody shop I worked at for the MC, I was given the small studio apartment there. It wasn’t much, but I liked it. There were two ways into the place. One was from the outside and was along the side of the building. There I could easily hide my bike from the view of the main street. Then inside the building in the back was a staircase that led up to the apartment. This door I normally left unlocked because nobody ever bothered with this door. All the employees were MC members and would never mess with my s**t anyway. If they needed me, they knew where to find me most of the time. They all also knew how to get a hold of me. 

My plan of keeping my distance from Clara worked for three years. Then word came that Knuckles and a few of the guys would be up this way helping move a few of the guy's daughters up here so they could attend the college here. No one knew which members' daughters would be coming because they hadn’t said. With members from our sister MC going to be in town, we, of course, would have a party for them. And even though I missed Clara, we had been best friends. I was at the same time not excited about this. I was sure she would be one of the daughters being moved up this way for school in the fall. Because of this, I found myself procrastinating on heading down to the party. From my window, I had seen all of them pull in a little over an hour ago, pulling around the backside of the autobody shop to the MC’s clubhouse that sat on the backside of the autobody shop. And just as I thought, Clara’s powder blue car was one of the cars driven in. Knuckles had driven with her in her car while his bike had been brought up on the back of a trailer along with a couple of other guy's bikes so they could ride back. In total, it looked like only a couple of the guys' daughters were moving up here for school. 

Taking a deep breath, I headed out, knowing I couldn’t hide out forever. To my luck, though, I was able to join everyone else and still keep my distance long enough. The only communication I had to do with her was to say a simple hello shortly before they left to take her over to the house. A couple of her friends and she was renting together.