Chapter 4: The Glorious Lifestyle Of Steel Cowboys

Chapter 4: The Glorious Lifestyle Of Steel Cowboys

Room 42, Kings Canyon Motel, Roadside Motel, Unknown City, South Dakota....

    Revving engines filled the surrounding air as "Brick" and his gang lined the parking lot and prepared to take off down the long and winding road in continuation of their journey and the party that seemed to never end whenever they were together. There were about nine of them hitting the road all together and each and everyone of them carried the blood of a beast inside their veins as they fuled up on cocain and alcohol while tearing through town after town reveling in the new found freedom their lifestyle had afforded them. Each member of The Howlers M.C wore a patch and each member sported the classic black leather cut that solidified their unity. Much like the many riders of mortal means, the club was their life. And they wouldn't hesitate to take anyone out that attempted to bring harm to either one of their members. They were a family after all, more so than any mortal knew given their hidden beast blood and as a result bonded via a loyalty unwavering. 

Marrok Phalen Kenneally aka Brick was the de facto leader of the club whom had put the idea together after catching a biker gang unawares during one of his patrols to keep mortals away from the Moonwood pack's territory. The idea of open roads and endless freedom appealed more and more to him especially when he and his father regularly clashed about his future and potential duties as Alph of the pack when his time came to step down. Brick had no intention of assuming the old man's mantle, especially when the last thing he wanted was to be stuck amid the endless forests of Millwood, Minnesota.

He had not been alone in his ideas as he found himself supported by pack members: 

Gunther "Gunner" Reeves, an old man that once ran with his father.

 Arthur "Gearhead"Carrey, the youngest mechanic with an obsession with cars and bikes alike.

 Ike "Ironclad"Eric Forman, a resident badass whom had been mostly muscle for the pack ever since he reached puberty.

 Jeffrey "Rooster" Allen BolMont, his godfather and father's best friend sent on the journey to "keep Brick out of trouble". 

Richard "Riffraff" Harris the resident runt of the pack whom the Alpha had little to no patience for. 

Thomas "Taz"Michelson, a new recruit and recently shifted youth. 

Jason "Doc" Coderory the resident younger doctor of the pack whom was a fresh graduate of med school student before being attacked by a werewolf and infected before he could return home following summer vacation.

Daphne "Goldie" Hoover was the only female member and the girl friend of Taz whom road bitch on his bike when they hit the road. She too had werewolf blood and something of a golden transformation whenever she was in the light of the full moon. 

For Brick there was never a dull moment for him when he'd been with his gang, whether they hit up an unsuspecting town or pulled into the woods for a bond fire and good times, it was a treat to be out and about among them.

He lead the gang out of the parking lot, taking his rightful position as leader and President of Howler M.C. on the back of a black and silver Harley letting the smoke from his exhaust fill the lot before taking off down the highway. Rooster and Gunther followed in their respective positions as they all managed to ride in formation when leaving the motel parking lot behind along with the still slumbering blonde whom, Brick had his way with one last time before their collective departure. 

Gearhead, Riffraff, Doc, Ironclad, and Taz followed on their respective bikes with Ironclad heading up the rear to watch their collective backs as Goldie clung to Taz's body via her seat on the back of his bike. She seemed to enjoy the fast pace and open air almost as much as Taz had. 

Brick and his gang weren't much for wearing safety gear, seeing it something of a joke due to being fast healing werefolk. His short dark brown locks were wild and untamed much like the rest of him when riding and as thick as his beard. His grey eyes were blocked from the harsh blaze of the sun via thick black sunglasses and he wore a single silver hooped earring in his left ear as well as fingerless black leather gloves on his massive rough calloused hands as he gripped the handlebars of his bike enjoying the purr of the engine and the vastness of the open road. He could feel the steel horse as if it was trying to breathe fire between his legs as he moved down the winding highway zipping passed bystanders and other vehicles alike along the way. 

He enjoyed the feel of his cut taking in the fast moving air as his bike continued to zip passed cars and trucks that lined the highway and occasionally he would veer in and out of traffic just to make the surrounding mortals uncomfortable.

Brick seemed to have a zest for life ever since he'd been born of course it had mostly come from his parents and their wild days prior to settling down and taking over the pack when their time came. Fitz was big on motorcycles and even fought in vietnam during his time among humans before returning to his roots and after finding his mate Aubrey "Queenie" Renee Daniels-Kenneally. It shocked the old fogies to no end to see Old Fitz bring home a mortal woman of dark complexion and medical talent to be presented before his old Irish father as his future wife and mother of the elder Alpha's grandchildren.

The pack leader Keller had not taken too kindly to allowing a mortal woman in the pack and as a result found himself challenged by Fitz whom had managed to kill him and claim the title of Alpha for himself before marrying Aubrey whom had agreed to take on wereblood to live among them. During the height of the full moon it was discovered that Aubrey was were all along and her blood was dormant until she heard the song of Luna for herself and further solidified her status as Alpha female of the pack.

If one were to observe him now, many would say there had been quite a bit of Aubrey in Marrok whether he wished to admit it or not. Even if no one else acknowledged it, Rooster never hesitated to bring it up to him every chance he got.

Where Brick Kenneally went, his gang followed and come hell or high water it would be that way until they said when.