Damaged & Deadly

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 or 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.

Blood will be shed. Lives will be lost. Lines will be crossed.