When you play with fire, you’re bound to get burned.
Pyro I can’t resist the allure of the flames. Fire is in my blood. The heat and the smoke raised me. Now, I wield them for my club. You want to get between me and my brothers? Mess with my club?
Think again. Rumor has it she carries the mark of the mate, but trouble is right on her heels. I don’t care who or what she’s running from. My club comes first. Always.
There’s just one problem: my true nature won’t let me reject the one who is meant to be mine.
So I can try to resist the fiery passion growing between us, but in the end, we’ll both be consumed in the blaze.
