‘Bound not by blood but loyalty.
We live, we ride,
and we die by our own laws’
I’m a different breed of Dirty Soul. I’m no team player,
and I sure as hell ain’t ever worried about fitting in.
For as long as I can remember vengeance has been my only motivation.
Now I’m closer than ever, and the man who took everything from me is gonna pay with his life.
For years I’ve ridden nomad, kept my head low and got the job done.
I never ask questions.
I never care... Until Grace.
The clever mouthed brat makes me question everything I was sure of,
she’s an inconvenience, a distraction and a curse.
So why is every instinct inside me, telling me I need to protect her?