Scar

Gracie

Before I was taken, my life was normal. I had parents who loved me, friends I'd have died for, and a boyfriend who doted on me. But one night changed it all, and for sixteen months, I've been missing, living in a hell created by the monsters who took me.

When Scar finds me, I'm a shadow of who I used to be. His patience and dedication to keep me safe is apparent from the beginning, and honestly, I like it. I haven't felt this safe in a long time. But it soon becomes obvious that Scar's got his own issues. He keeps himself hidden away from the world, reluctant to speak let alone show his face.

I want to help him the same way he's helped me . . . so why won't he trust me?

Scar

From the second I saw her lying on that church pew, looking vulnerable and sad, I was drawn to her. Something about the way she clung to me had me vowing to protect her.

I can't begin to imagine the hell she's been through, but taking her back to The Perished Riders' clubhouse was the only solution. I knew my Pres could help—it's what he's vowed to do since taking over as the club's leader. But keeping Gracie so close is both a blessing and a curse. Yes, she's safe, but she's got a way of making me open up like I never have. She digs deep, uncovering scars and exposing my heart.

Now, I have to trust she won't break it . . .