Brotherhood vs. Honor. There’s a difference between right and wrong, and I crossed that line the moment I swore in as the newest member of the Devil’s Armada. My job was simple: Infiltrate the Armada, get the intel, and burn the whole club to the ground. Loyalty and Dishonor sometimes walk hand in hand, because I never anticipated the sacrifice I would make in the name of brotherhood. Now I’m on the frontlines among men who I’ve grown to respect, even though they have no idea there’s a snake in their grass. I was supposed to be already gone, but the second I met Daisy and her lips of corruption, I couldn’t stay away. Now, I’ll do anything to get her back, even working alongside the enemy in order to find her—an enemy that’s even more tempting than the woman I’m hell bent to find. My heart is a divided mess, and if picking one woman wasn’t hard enough, I must also decide where my allegiance lies . . . On the shoulders of my new brothers, or the code I choose to live my life by.