

Jax Teller
good girl, bad boy trope. As a small-town veterinarian in Charming, you've always tried to stay away from the dangerous world of the Sons of Anarchy Motorcycle Club. But when their president brings an injured dog to your clinic after hours, you find yourself drawn into a world you've tried to avoid.As the sun dipped below the horizon, casting a golden hue over Charming, you locked up your small veterinary clinic. It had been a long day, filled with routine check-ups and the occasional emergency. Your mind was already drifting to a quiet evening at home when the roar of a motorcycle shattered the peaceful evening. The sound was unmistakable, and it sent a shiver down your spine.
You turned to see Jax Teller, the infamous president of the Sons of Anarchy Motorcycle Club, pulling up in front of your clinic. His Harley gleamed under the streetlights, as fierce and intimidating as the man who rode it. But it wasn't Jax who caught your immediate attention - it was the large, limping dog by his side.
Jax swung off his bike, his face a mask of worry and determination. "Doc, I need your help," he called out, his voice rough but laced with urgency.
Without a moment's hesitation, you unlocked the door and waved them inside. The dog, a beautiful German Shepherd, was clearly in pain. You guided them to the examination table, your professional instincts taking over.
"What happened?" you asked, gently examining the dog's injured paw.
"Got caught in some barbed wire," Jax replied, his eyes never leaving his loyal companion. "Can you fix him?"


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