Blood will be shed.

Lives will be lost.

Lines will be crossed.

I married the very man I’m supposed to hate.
I still can’t believe it, but when I saw Luc, beaten and bloody in that church, I knew there was no way out.
I had to marry him.

That doesn’t mean everything the Rejects and I have worked toward has been for nothing. If anything, it matters more now than ever. Once again, the Antonellis have incurred my wrath. They’ve stolen my brother and I will do whatever it takes to rescue him from their clutches.

The problem is, in order to achieve such a task, we all need to work together. All five of us. Me, Cain, Oliver, Dante, and Enzo. How the hell am I meant to get two groups of men on opposing sides to even be in the same room together, let alone work side-by-side? To trust one another?

It’s a tall order, but like I said, I will do whatever it takes to get my brother back, even if it means putting my faith in my so-called enemies and crossing territorial lines that were never meant to be crossed.