Hi there...Hmmm, no, that doesnât work. Hey...Not quite. Howdy...Good lord, what am I? A cowboy? âSup? Yeesh. Whatever. Let me just get right into it. Iâm Waverly. There, that wasnât so hard. Iâm not going to blabber on about how strong and fierce I am, or proceed to tell you how broken or damaged Iâve become. No, Iâm just going to tell you that Iâm me. Just me. Waverly. I am all of those things, but Iâm also so much more. Iâm helping a clubâa club that needs me to bring peace back into its world. If you had asked me if Iâd 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 Iâm not. Iâve got this, though. That is one thing about me you should knowâI wonât let them down. I wonât crack under the pressure. I wonât 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 Iâm on. At least, that was what I first thought. Until I didnât. Now Iâm tangled up in a world I canât even begin to understand. Now Iâm 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? Youâre just going to have to start from the beginning.