Hi there....

Hmmm, no, that doesn’t work.

Hey....

Not quite.

Howdy....

Good lord, what am I? A cowboy?

’Sup?

Yeesh.

Whatever. Let me just get right into it.
I’m Waverly.
There, that wasn’t so hard.

I’m not going to blabber on about how strong and fierce I am.
Or proceed to tell you how broken or damaged I’ve become.
No, I’m just going to tell you that I’m me. Just me. Waverly.
I am all of those things, but I’m also so much more.

I’m helping a club - a club that needs me to bring peace back into its world.

If you had asked me if I’d be working for a biker club six months ago, I would have simply laughed in your face.

I mean, a biker club? Come on.

Yet here I am, doing the unthinkable. Penetrating the deepest, darkest parts of that world.

Pretending to be something I’m not.

I’ve got this, though.

That is one thing about me you should know - I won’t let them down.
I won’t crack under the pressure.
I won’t break, no matter how much horror I see.
There are lives at stake; there are people who need me.
Not a single thing will distract me from the mission I’m on.

At least, that was what I first thought.
Until I didn’t.
Now I’m tangled up in a world I can’t even begin to understand.
Now I’m dealing with feelings that are foreign to me.
Feelings for a monster.
Feelings for an angel.

This is a literal battle between good and evil, and I'm living it.

Who are these men, you ask?

You’re just going to have to start from the beginning.