Trust, loyalty, respectthat was what Malice MC stood for. The club was my family, a group of hard men who believed in brotherhood above everything else.
I found my best friend there.
Fell in love there.
And it was there I lost everything.
I gave it all up to find her, stared death in the face more times than I could count, for even just the slightest chance she was still out there. Finding her consumed me, and after six long years, she was finally back within my reach.
I thought getting her back meant feeling whole again, but I was wrong. The beautiful, fierce young woman I knew was gone.