Hero: Claimed

I sought out the Lords for protection never imagining I’d bring death to their doorstep.
Brinley: When my dad sold me to a hairy, no-necked troglodyte to pay off his drug debt, I stole the trog’s money and pickup to escape, but he’ll hunt me down. There are worse things in life than death and he’ll make me live every one of them. I used a weathered postcard my sister Hannah sent me after she ran away from home to plot out my destination. Thornbriar, Kentucky. After seven years, I don’t even know if she’s still there, living with the Brimstone Lords MC, but it’s the only shot I’ve got.

Hero: I’m a man who doesn’t do attachments but when hurricane Brinley roars into town and needs protecting, I don’t hesitate to claim her because that’s what I do. I’m the hero. By claiming her I knew I’d have to protect her from outside danger, but I never thought the danger would come from one of my own brothers. By falling for her, protecting Brinley means breaking my loyalty to the club.