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Chapter One

I’ve always attracted trouble

My father, when he was sober enough to remember who I ould always say, “Freya, you were put on this earth to create three kinds of trouble Trouble for your parents Trouble for whoever is unlucky enough to fall in love with you, and most of all, trouble for yourself”

Though he ht not have been the wisest man, nor the kindest or the soberest, my father always spoke the truth

I didn’t try to attract trouble In fact, I actively avoided it But soht

With thein front of me From a stab wound

A stab wound

It wasn’t just anyfrom a stab wound, but one with a crapload ofan unmistakable leather vest They called it a cut, the bikers The Sons of Templar

After the night I’d had, after the life I’d had, I did not want to have to deal with a bleeding member of the Sons of Te, could I?

“Shit,” Iover to thein thelot outside the club was thankfully well lit, because our boss was actually decent and didn’t want us feeling unsafe while walking to our cars Usually, there was someone available to walk us to our cars Usually I was lucky enough not to finish my shift while Dante was still on the clock Dante… an apt name for him since I was pretty sure he was spawned in the fires of hell

Asto ht then He ynistic, narcissistic asshole, but he had enough self-preservation to know you didn’t fuck with the Sons of Teood books, since I’d heard a rumor that he’d tried to prospect with them and didn’t make the cut Apparently, he was desperate for their approval, for a second chance Watching him try to act cool and badass in front of thee-fest So if Dante was here, he would’ve dealt with this,to hi And he wouldn’t want anyone possibly taking ahatever glory would co a member of the club

But Dante wasn’t there

No one was there

Just me

Because I’d stayed at the club writing e up on all the es I’d otten all about I’d also forgotten about the fact that Kallum hich meant he wouldn’t be there to stick around until everyone left, e part of his job I hadn’t been that worried about being there alone in the ht Our smallish toas pretty crime-free, thanks to the Sons of Templar There had been some stuff that went down before I moved here, I’d heard about it in whispers Apparently, almost the entire MC had been murdered by enemies There had been some kind of war It sounded intense and insane and coerous I stayed away from all of that stuff

Until now

“Holy shit,” I whispered, dropping round The glaring overhead light showed the rapidly growing pool of blood underneath him and that his white tee was stained in theit flat there, holding my breath as I waited for it to rise and fall to show me he was still alive

“Okay, you’re okay,” I said to hi to…” What was I going to do right now? The parking lot was eerily quiet, the area surrounding the club prettyat least a et any noise complaints or trouble from residents who didn’t want a strip club near them A very smart business idea Apparently, he hadn’t planned for so immediate medical attention

There was no one around No one butin front of me It felt like ere the only people left on the planet God was playing a cruel fucking joke by giving this guy me in his hour of need I did not do well under pressure My hands were already shaking,in my ears Yes, a full-on panic attack was imminent