Status Updates From Brax (Great Wolves Motorcyc...

"Brax Anderson was a magnificent being. Tall and strong, nimble and fierce. Right now, he looked every inch of his Norse Ancestry from his flowing blond hair, brutal beauty, and solid strength. I was falling in love with this man."

"When it was so late it became early, I'd drawn my knees up to my chest and sat in the middle of my childhood canopy bed alone. I'd wanted Brax to hold me like this. Not my father. No one else. I'd wanted Brax."

"This wasn't fifteen years ago. Back then, we could both afford to be a little reckless. Now though? We were grown-ups. I didn't know her story anymore. She'd been Daddy's little princess. Got all the good grades and the scholarships. Nothing bad ever happened to people like Nicole Ridley. I was the baddest thing she'd ever tangled with. Neither of us had lived long enough to have strings attached yet. Now we did."

"Though we'd left the one percenter shit behind, anyone in this town knew who the Great Wolves M.C. were and what we were capable of. Which left me curious as hell why someone like Nicole Ridley would voluntarily walk back into my life."

"Now we live in a different world. My club has a legitimate business and flush bank accounts. I like it. I was starting to get too old for the other shit, anyway. But that doesn't mean I won't be ready when the day comes the Great Wolves M.C needs their enforcer. And I know that day will come. It always does."