LOGINMy husband died six months ago. At least… that’s what everyone said. While I’m drowning in his debts, working double shifts just to survive, the only person who refuses to leave me alone is the man I should fear the most — Drakon Vasilios, my husband’s best friend and the ruthless VP of the Wolves MC. He watched me from the moment I became Nikos’s wife. Now he’s the one breaking down my door, dragging me into his world, and claiming he’s the only thing standing between me and a brutal rival gang who wants me dead. To the club, I’m “property.” To Drakon, I’m something far more dangerous. His obsession is raw. Possessive. Consuming. Wrong. Because when the truth explodes — that my husband is still alive, a traitor, and the reason everyone wants me dead — everything shatters. And then I discover I’m pregnant. The problem? I don’t know if the baby belongs to the man who betrayed me… or the man willing to burn the world to keep me. Now the club is at war. Loyalties are breaking. Blood is being spilled. And the only place I’m safe… is in the arms of the one man I should never love. He’s my husband’s best friend. My protector. My greatest sin. But once Drakon claims something… no one takes it from the Wolf.
View More"Tell him I didn't hate him."Eleni’s voice is barely a whisper over the hum of the ventilation fans in the hallway. She stands in the doorway of the file room, a ghost in a trench coat, holding the line between me and the army of Reapers upstairs.I clutch the stack of ATF documents to my chest. They are heavy, sharp-edged, pressing against my skin through the thin fabric of the dress."Tell him yourself," I plead. "Come with me. The tunnel is right there."She shakes her head. A sad, jagged smile touches her lips."I can't leave," she says. "I told you. I'm part of the house now. And if I leave, who's going to make sure the fire spreads to the master bedroom?"She reaches into her pocket again.She pulls out a set of keys. She tosses them to me.I catch them. A single silver key on a skull keychain."My bike," Eleni says. "It's stashed in the maintenance shed by the creek outlet. It's gassed up. It's fast.""Eleni...""Go!" she snaps, her eyes flashing with a sudden, terrifying inte
The room Kyros locked me in is an office. Mahogany desk. Leather chairs. No windows. Just a heavy oak door locked from the outside and a vent pumping in recycled air that smells of lemon polish and impending death.I pace the expensive Persian rug. My reflection in the glass-fronted bookcase is a ghost in a blue chiffon dress, hair wild, lip swollen."Ten million," I whisper. "You lied about ten million dollars."The lie bought me an hour. Maybe two. Nikos is out there right now, trying to access offshore accounts that don't exist. When the screen stays black, when the numbers don't add up... he’s coming back. And he’s bringing the knife.I need a distraction. I need chaos.I scan the room. Books. Paperweights. A humidor.My eyes land on the desk.Sitting next to a crystal ashtray is a silver Zippo lighter. Kyros must have left it. A careless mistake from a man who thinks he’s untouchable.I grab it. The metal is cool, heavy. I flick the lid. Clink. I strike the flint.A yellow flame
"Wrong number," Kyros says, dropping the crushed pieces of the burner phone onto the carpet.He snaps his fingers.Two Reapers step out from the hallway. They don't grab me. They grab Zara."No!" I scream, lunging forward.Nikos catches me. He wraps an arm around my waist, pinning my arms to my sides. "Watch," he whispers in my ear. "This is what happens to pets who bite."The Reapers drag Zara to the center of the room. She doesn't fight; she’s too weak, too battered. She just looks at me with eyes full of resignation.One of the men—a brute with knuckles scarred from years of violence—draws back his fist.CRACK.He hits her in the stomach.Zara doubles over, wheezing, falling to her knees."Please!" I beg Kyros. "She didn't do anything! It was my idea!""She provided the equipment," Kyros says calmly, leaning on his cane. "That makes her an accessory to treason."He nods at the man. "Again."The Reaper kicks Zara in the ribs. I hear the snap of bone. She cries out, curling into a ba
The splash of Drakon’s guns hitting the water echoes like a gavel strike in the hollow pipe."Good boy," Nikos sneers.He doesn't let me go. He tightens his grip on my hair, dragging me backward into the suffocating dark."Drakon!" I scream, my voice tearing at my throat.Drakon lunges. He splashes through the black water, hands reaching, veins bulging in his neck. He looks like a man willing to tear the concrete apart with his teeth.Nikos fires.BANG.The shot is deafening in the confined space. The bullet sparks off the curved wall inches from Drakon’s head.Drakon flinches, stumbling.Nikos uses the second. He hauls me around a bend in the pipe. A rusted iron ladder climbs into a vertical shaft—a maintenance access."Up," he orders, shoving the gun into my spine.I climb. My hands slip on the slime-coated rungs. Nikos is right below me, his breath hot on my ankle.We burst out into the night air. A vacant lot. Tall weeds. A waiting sedan with the engine running.Nikos shoves me in












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