Owen Taylor:
Not every mission goes the way you plan. She was never supposed to stay. I’d lived a lifetime of hell in the shadows, loyal to the kind of men who didn’t make it out clean.
Taking her in was a debt I owed. Loving her? That was never a part of the deal. But the girl with the haunted gray eyes and iron spine wrecked every wall I had left.
And now that she’s under my roof and in my heart, I’d burn the world down before I let it take her again.
Kinsley:
Not every survivor knows how to live after the storm. I certainly didn't. So I held my breath, waited for the next bruise, the next command. It's what I was trained for.
When Owen rescued me, I didn’t know what to expect. He was gruff, guarded, and armed with more secrets than smiles. But he kept me safe and that’s something I hadn't felt in forever.
Now, our quiet cabin in Skagit feels like the only place I’ve ever belonged. But peace never lasts forever.
What happens when two lost souls collide in the middle of nowhere and start to believe they might deserve more?