I woke up married to my best friend’s brother. Cheap gold. Wrecked suite. A Road Captain who had wanted me for six years and never asked.
It should have been a disaster.
Back in Cinder Ridge, the Saints treated an accidental wife like protected ground. Rook moved me behind one door and called it temporary. The town called it a target.
Then the first package landed. My face at the altar. A Crow feather. A note that already knew my name.
The man I once called safe had sold the chapel from my own inbox. A rival club didn’t come for the captain. They came for the woman wearing his ring—because hurting her was cheaper.
I built a timeline. I wore a wire. I made betrayal talk.
They tested my husband.
They should have tested me first.
When the ridge went dark and the recording was only half alive, Rook’s legendary control finally broke. What came after wasn’t quiet.
Read the accidental marriage they tried to void—and the revenge neither club saw coming.