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Fenrir leans forward, a mischievous glint in his eyes. "You remember Dex from the Reapers Rejects MC? That kid used to hang around the clubhouse when he was younger. Couldn't wait to get on a bike and ride like a bat out of hell."
I chuckle, remembering the reckless enthusiasm Dex had as a teenager. "Yeah, that kid had fire in his blood alright. It's no surprise though, since he's Blackjack's son. Did he move back home yet? I swore I heard he graduated from Stonewall University."
"No, he moved back home and did the rest of his courses online, supposedly. He was with that girl for a while, Ember." Runes catches me up to date, "I know they were real smitten with each other the first year of college, but word on the street has it when they were talking about what they wanted in life, things didn't add up. She wanted to be in Texas or Virginia, and he wanted to be in Montana. For youngins, they did a good job handling that break-up in a mature way. No love lost for the other. Just didn't work out."
"Damn, I didn't have any clue about that. Glad to hear they handled it well."
Runes nods, "Yeah, sucks for the both of them, losing their first love and all that."
Ivar takes a swig from the bottle of liquor in his hand. "After your first there's always a second, maybe a third, or even a fourth, but you'll always find love afterward."
"Shit, look at you being all poetic." Fenrir cracks up.
Ivar rolls his eyes, not letting Fenrir's jab bother him.
Aesir joins in on the conversation, "What about the Skulls Renegade MC? We have one hell of an alliance with them. They've got families too, and some of their kids might be interested."
Runes considers our suggestions for a moment before nodding. "I'll make some notes and reach out to some of the other presidents. I will make it clear we won't be accepting anyone until next year, but at least there will be some feelers out there."
As the night wears on and the music continues to pulse through the clubhouse, our conversation shifts toward the future of our club. It's a topic that weighs heavily on all of our minds, even as we relish in the freedom and wildness of our youth. We know that someday, the torch will need to be passed on to the next generation, and it's our responsibility to ensure the legacy lives on.
"I've been thinking," Tor speaks up, his voice filled with determination. "I want to be more than just a prospect. I want to earn my place in this club and prove that I deserve to carry on this legacy." His eyes meet each of ours with unwavering resolve.
Fenrir smirks and claps Tor on the back. "That's the spirit, kid. But remember, it's not just about the title or patch on your back. It's about loyalty, brotherhood, and standing up for what you believe in. Your father started this club, and if you want to inherit it one day you'll have to make more sacrifices than your brethren."
Tor nods, absorbing Fenrir's words. "I know, and I'm willing to fight for it. I've seen what this club means to all of you, and I want to be a part of something bigger than myself."
Tor's been through some intense shit in his life, and I think the club makes him feel strong. I think it gives him something to live for that can't compare to anything else.
Runes leans back in his chair, studying Tor intently. "You have it in you, son. But it takes more than potential to lead this club. It takes heart, sacrifice, and the willingness to put others before yourself. You've got my blood flowing through your veins, so I know you can do it. You just can't rush it. You have to be patient and know itwillall pay off one day, even if it doesn't feel like it."
Ivar chimes in with his signature wit. "And let's not forget a healthy dose of recklessness and a knack for getting into trouble when necessary."
Laughter erupts around the table as we reminisce about past escapades that solidified our bond as brothers. We all understand that being in a club like ours means we have as many good experiences as we do bad. It's all worth it when you have men by your side who you know would take a bullet for you, and we all would.
We all might not have the same blood flowing through our veins, but it doesn't mean we're not family.
Raiders of Valhalla MC Members
Runes, m. Fern
Children: Tor (Runes), Arik
Fenrir, m. Charm
Children: Emil, Oskar, Astrid (Fenrir’s), Ingrid
Kraken, m. Magnolia
Children: Everly (Kraken’s niece – adopted)
Rati, m. Gwen
Children: Saga
Vanir, m. Vail
Children: Gunnar
