A Taste of Leather

He was everything I shouldn’t want, but everything I needed.

My life was torn apart the day my brother died. Now, I was more alone than ever.

The last people I expect to turn to were the Haunted Hellhounds.

That was when I met him.

I stormed into the clubhouse and found the first man crazy enough to kill without a reason.

Anger. The Club Enforcer.

With a laugh in my face, he sent me on my way. But I came back.

And I wasn’t leaving until the man who killed my brother was dead.