Jolene – My life wasn't perfect, but I didn't have any real complaints -- until something went horribly wrong and one of my potions blew up, killing my husband. Raising our son on my own hasn't been easy. Grief and guilt keep getting in my way. But a certain biker keeps stopping by to lend a helping hand. Is it wrong I wish he'd do more than fix my porch steps?
Alan – I knew Jolene was mine, even when she belonged to someone else. Now that she's single, I might have a chance. I can't rush this, though. Not after what she's been through. Not till I'm sure she's ready. I'll take my time, build a friendship with her, then lay all my cards on the table. Only one problem. I didn't count on traffickers hitting our little town. Everything's gone sideways. I'll do whatever it takes to keep my new family safe, even if I have to get my hands dirty.
WARNING: This is a Dixie Reapers Shifter MC story and contains bad language, violence, and adult situations. Recommended for adult readers 18+.

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