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’m lying in the hammock that swings on my da’s porch and there’s a boy lying beside me, dressed only in short denim cut-offs. His arm’s around me. I’m not here, I’m there. I’m his, and nothing McBane does or wants to do to me can change that.


An iron fist clamps onto my wrist, jerking me back to the diner and the ring of men watching us with hooded eyes. My mind whirls out of control. 


Here it comes, oh fuck here it comes. Just let me disappear, please just let me go back to that boy and his eyes and his hands please, oh please, oh please—


That’s Coby. It’s hishand holding me so tight. I’m already halfway around him and he’s the one keeping me in place. I stare at that hand on my wrist, I never knew someone so gentle could possibly be so damn strong. “He’s not yours anymore, McBane.” 


It’s that tone of voice again, the one he used with his men before, the one that matches everything in McBane’s, every ounce of meanness and hate. 


Chapter 35