She was supposed to rescue strays, not become one. Brook had her life together. For six years, she checked off all the right boxes: beautiful home, middle class life, and a dream job managing an animal rescue. She'd worked hard to reach those pillars of success, but there was one thing she didn't plan for. Her husband's temper. She thought no one noticed, but her latest court-appointed volunteer didn't miss the bruise on her arm. Ryder knew something was up, and he wouldn't rest until the beautiful woman with a heart big enough for every dog in the shelter had her own happy ending. Those were what he specialized in, after all. He just had to remind himself that he wasn't a hero. This was no different than rescuing a stray. All he had to do was follow the steps. Step one: get her away from the abuse. Step two: find her a safe place to live. And that was the problem. The home he shared with his twin brother was not a safe place for her. If one man did that much damage, how much worse would it be when she was locked alone with two? Still, he and Hunter had to help, even if they had their own demons - and she was bringing them all back to the surface. This one desperate woman was about to find herself in the middle of a storm she never saw coming. Sometimes, when it rains, It pours.