Instead of tearing us apart, our sins have forged a bond no one can break.
Margot’s darkness calls to mine, her need for vengeance matches my own, and I’ll protect her at any cost.
She never flinched when I admitted I’d scattered the bones of my worst nightmare along the highways.
I finally felt free—until the past showed up wearing a face I never expected to see again.
I thought those demons were buried.
But if I’ve learned anything in my years with the Lost Kings MC, it’s that secrets don’t stay dead for long—and the one I swore I left behind just came back to find me.
