My family betrayed me.
Tossed me out onto the street at seventeen.
But with a reputation to keep, my parents decided they would rather see their daughter homeless than have my teenage pregnancy taint the perfect façade they’d created.
I swore I’d never again let another person close enough to hurt my little girl or me.
Yet, every wall I built, he smashed straight through.

Hawk wasn’t just the VP of The Exiled Eight MC in Detroit.
He was alluring.
He was possessive.
And the scars that decorated his skin told the story of a dark past.
A past that was still lurking in the shadows, threatening to destroy everything I loved.

I was ready to fight for us.
I’d battled my own demons before.
But if they came for my family, I was going to start a war.