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The Hounds of Hell president stands over a man bound to a chair in a secluded cabin, a butane torch in his hand.

The Hounds of Hell president stands over a man bound to a chair in a secluded cabin, a butane torch in his hand. The prisoner—a rival club member who drugged and raped a sixteen-year-old girl—has confessed the name of who gave the order. Mason, the girl's brother, has already pulled his teeth with pliers. Now Gabriel Wolfe fires the torch and burns the club tattoos from his captive's neck. He draws his gun and aims. In the same instant, his enforcer nods toward the screen door, where a woman with long black hair kneels in the ocean breeze, her blue eyes filling with horror. Gabriel mouths two words—don't look—and pulls the trigger.

A bankrupt career and a missing ring send Brinley home

Brinley Beaumont arrives at work to learn her home décor magazine has filed for bankruptcy—three years of enduring a leering boss, gone overnight. She demands the reference letter she's earned and walks out. That evening, her boyfriend Evan takes her to Atlanta's fanciest restaurant. She's been hinting at a proposal for six months. Instead, he announces a year-long legal contract in New York and expects her to stay behind. When she confesses she thought tonight was a proposal, he tells her she'd need to establish herself more before his family would accept her. Brinley walks out alone—no ring, no job, no home. Two weeks later, she loads her car and drives to the only place left: her dead parents' empty house in the small Georgia town of Harmony.

Her childhood best friend is marrying into the Hounds of Hell

She stops at a Savannah rooftop bar on the drive south, needing a break and a drink. A shriek cuts through the music—her childhood nickname. Layla, her best friend since age eight, crashes into her wearing a sparkly bachelorette veil and a sash reading Property of Ax. Layla looks transformed: fire-engine red hair, tattooed arms, and three leather-clad Hounds of Hell bikers standing guard behind her. The Hounds are Harmony's most notorious outlaws—the kind their parents prayed against in Sunday sermons. Layla insists Brinley attend her wedding on Tybee Island. The groom, Sean, is the club's Sergeant at Arms. Against every instinct her sheltered upbringing installed, Brinley agrees. She has nowhere else to be, and something in Layla's certainty makes her want to understand this world she was taught to fear.

Four Harleys park, and the president's gaze pins her still Harmony is prettier than Brinley remembered—new boutiques, a design center with a Help Wanted sign. She reconnects with Dell, Layla's older brother and an architect…