When my cover blows, the Blood Hounds MC make sure I regret every breath I take. Months of torture carve me down to nothing but madness and instinct - until the man who saves me is worse than the ones who broke me. Gunner, the enforcer of the Silver Devils, drags me out of hell and into a new one. He's violent, unreadable, and far too calm about the fact that I try to kill him the moment I wake up. I'm supposed to hate him. I'm supposed to run. But survival has teeth. And every one of them belongs to Gunner. My monster. My redemption. My destruction.