Anarchy

"Two against twenty-six? Seems like unfair odds."

I quirked a brow. "Maybe we should do it blindfolded."

Five years ago, I made a choice that I haven't regretted a day since. I protected the single most important person in my world: my little sister. I protected myself, and I seized control of the Tri-state Timberwolves.

Since then, I've wielded that power as Hades with an iron fist. Done whatever it took to take care of my people. Kept us out of the public eye, and kept us safe.

But now, a ghost from my past is threatening my position. Challenging me. Peddling their poison and breaking my rules. Stabbing at me in the dark.

Blowing up my fucking club.

But this last attack has taken it one step too far. They have no idea the lengths I'll go to protect what is mine. And Lucas? He's mine.

They want anarchy? They haven't seen anything yet.