Blood will be shed. Lives will be lost. Lines will be crossed. I married the very man I’m supposed to hate. I still can’t believe it, but when I saw Luc, beaten and bloody in that church, I knew there was no way out. I had to marry him. That doesn’t mean everything the Rejects and I have worked toward has been for nothing. If anything, it matters more now than ever. Once again, the Antonellis have incurred my wrath. They’ve stolen my brother and I will do whatever it takes to rescue him from their clutches. The problem is, in order to achieve such a task, we all need to work together. All five of us. Me, Cain, Oliver, Dante, and Enzo. How the hell am I meant to get two groups of men on opposing sides to even be in the same room together, let alone work side-by-side? To trust one another? It’s a tall order, but like I said, I will do whatever it takes to get my brother back, even if it means putting my faith in my so-called enemies and crossing territorial lines that were never meant to be crossed.