In a world where soulmates are real and marked by fate, Detective Sam "Sage" Morrison never expected her destined match to be the man she was sent to destroy. When Sage goes undercover to infiltrate the notorious Crimson Riders MC in the gritty town of Millhaven, she's prepared for danger, violence, and deception. What she isn't prepared for is Marcus "Reaper" Voss-the club's ruthless enforcer whose quiet intensity and unwavering loyalty make her question everything she believes about right and wrong. The moment their hands touch during her initiation, their soulmarks ignite: two wolves circling in eternal balance, neither predator nor prey, but perfect equals bound by fate. Now Sage must choose between her duty as a cop and the pull of a love that could destroy them both. Reaper has killed to protect his brotherhood. Sage is willing to betray those who trust her for justice. They're both people who've crossed lines that can't be uncrossed-which makes them either perfectly matched or perfectly doomed. In Millhaven, loyalty is everything, secrets are deadly, and some bonds are worth burning the world down for. 🔥 Mature themes, strong language, and steamy romance 🔥 ⚠️ Contains violence and morally complex characters ⚠️

"What? You gonna avoid me again like you did today? Pretend I'm not here and call it a night?" Then there's Donovan. Bittersweet, underappreciated Donovan. My best friend. The only person I had known I could use as a safety cushion whenever things got tough. My punching bag, my own personal, opinionated diary. He snapped my journal shut, waving it at me. "Can you be honest for once in your life and tell me what that list is about?" "I am honest with you."I mumbled, distracted by the bruises and cuts on his hand. "What happened there?" "Don't dodge the question. If you're so honest, why didn't you tell me they were giving you a hard time?" "Because it doesn't matter." "And Mel?" I admit that the worry in his honeyed-earths had almost cracked my demeanor, leaving me feeling vulnerable enough to want to open up to him, to let him in on all the cruelty I've endured. That is until he mentioned her. He took my silence as the answer he wanted to his question. He wanted me to be the bad guy because he cared that much for her. Wanted me to take on the role of bad friend so it'd fit his story and make him secure in his feelings. "Don't touch my stuff, Donovan." I mumbled and plucked my journal out of his hands with no fight from his end. I tucked my secrets back on my bookshelf and leaned against the wall, arms crossed as I anticipated his next words. I was met with silence and a whole lot of eye judging and with that, my old nemesis, panick, set in. "Did you read it?" Gosh, I hate how fragile that came out. I need to pull myself together before I end up saying something I'd regret. "You still haven't answered my question about Mel." "Because it's insulting." I responded, balling my hands into a fist to keep from chewing on my nails. "Did you read my journal?" He scoffed. "What do you think?" ... A story that tells of the struggles of teenage life, embracing change and how to cope with society as a whole.