Biker gangs known as regulators rule the streets of a war-torn city with hate and pain -- their cruelty is etched into every inch of Dae's battered body. He has never known anything but hurt from the hands of men ... until he meets Coby.<br><br>When the new regulator rides into town and takes an interest in him, Dae is unwilling to believe that anyone who is a regulator can be a gentle, caring lover.<br><br>Is Coby strong enough to protect Dae and his sister Delia when there's hell to pay in the form of McBane?

Scarred

I lie curled up on the cot, as close to the wall as I can get, my arms wrapped around my stomach, my knees pulled up to my chest. I’ve cried myself sick. I feel weak and nauseous and bitter, oh Godso damn bitter, that asshole thinks I likewhat he does to me? I can’t breathe, my nose and mouth and head clogged with tears, every hitched breath a labor, a pain. I’ve cried so hard that I’ve forgotten how to stop. He thinks you like it.


Coby’s hand rests on my shoulder. He’s staring at me. I feel his gaze, hot along the scars that mar my naked back. “Dae,” he whispers, his fingers kneading my flesh. Is that supposed to be comforting? I don’t need his pity.


Chapter 23