When Dez’s phone buzzed at a motorcycle rally, he barely glanced at it. His sister Maelis had told him not to worry—there was still time before the baby came. “Go have fun,” she’d said, smiling. But just a few hours later, everything changed. Dez received the call no one ever wants: Maelis had died unexpectedly during childbirth. And it wasn’t just one baby—she’d delivered three: Roux, Brin, and Callum.
In that moment, Dez’s entire world flipped. With no one else to care for the newborns, he did something he never expected—he went home and stepped into a role he hadn’t prepared for. A biker more familiar with highways than high chairs, Dez didn’t think twice. He became their protector, their family, their everything.
He learned as he went. Late nights at bars turned into sleepless nights with crying infants. He sold his bike to cover the cost of baby gear. Slowly, he built a new rhythm: school drop-offs, bedtime stories, pancake mornings. He wasn’t perfect—but he was present. And for five years, that chaotic, love-filled house became home.
Then, the past came knocking.
Vin, the children’s biological father, suddenly showed up. He’d never been part of their lives—until now, when he demanded custody. With a social worker at his side, he painted a picture of a more “stable” life. Questions were raised about Dez’s lifestyle and his unorthodox path to becoming a parent.
