Ghost lied to his club to protect me, putting a target on both our backs.
Trouble is… I didn’t know I needed saving. Or that I was still being haunted by my past.
Now my loyalty to the Twisted Kings is in question, and the only man who can protect me is a tall, tattooed biker with a taste for revenge and a vow of abstinence.
Ghost is haunted.
He’s reclusive.
He ignores me at every turn, and I’m certain I mean nothing to him.
Until I discover Ghost has been watching more than surveillance through the clubhouse cameras.
He sees everything.
And I’m his favorite subject.
