The vice-president of the Rebel Kings MC. The girl of his dreams. And the six-foot-five firefighter-turned-bodyguard they can't resist.

Nash

It's three in the morning, and we're in her bed. My body throbs from his mouth on me, my blood still whooshing in my ears. I want to make him feel like this, so I can drown in it. So I can drown in him.

Goddamn, I want to suffocate in every fiber of Locke Halliwell with the woman I love at my side. He has me fragile already. She has me in pieces at her feet.

And man alive, I wish that was all I had to worry about.

But this life. It's vicious. It's deadly. And if I can't protect every soul I've ever loved from the past, the future is already in ashes at my feet.

Contains mature themes.