SHE’S BEING HUNTED. HE’S HER ONLY DEFENSE. 

I was there the day Ivy’s life went from normal to hell on earth. I watched them stitch up every external wound…and watched her pretend it was enough. Then she was gone.

Not from me—she was never mine. She was his. And I had to watch that, too.

I strapped into my Raptor and flew into the night to avenge what they did to her. And I had to do it beside him, because he always got to be the hero.

Then the op went sideways.

Now that same hell is coming back for her. And this time, I’m the one standing between her and the darkness closing in. The problem? Even though she isn’t his anymore, she still is. He still calls her his wife. And she still looks at him like he hung the damn moon.

I don’t know who’s after me—but I know why. No one wants their victim escaping. No one wants the United States military hunting them down. And somehow, I’m at the center of the chaos. Me…and my three-year-old daughter.

Kyler failed me. Or maybe we failed each other. And even if my heart hasn’t accepted it, he isn’t mine anymore.

Which leaves Dalton. My friend. My protector. And now…my roommate.

He looks at me like he sees past the wreckage and straight to the woman I used to be.

I’m shattered—but for the first time in years, someone might know how to put me back together.