I had to have her or die trying. I was born into this world. Unwanted. Unloved. Underestimated. Battle I lived hard. I rode fast. And I chased my demons away with whisky, women and fighting. Then I met the Quinn Bailey, and everything changed. I wanted her like I’d never wanted anything else before. The heat between us was blistering, but she belonged to another brother. I tried to stay away from her for as long as I could, but the fight was lost. I had to have her or die trying. Quinn Battle scared me. But for all the right reasons. There was no denying what we had, and staying away from him was an impossibility. But I was Ripped’s old lady. I was loyal to another MC. I belonged to another world. Another man. But Battle was a soldier ready for war, and my love, the battle he was fighting for, and be damned the destruction we left in our wake. One way or another, we had to be together. In life, or in death.