Rage (Grim Sinners MC (Second Generation), #3)

Meadow:

I was born into the Devil Souls MC. My first breath was filled with the scent of leather and exhaust. The clubhouse was my playground, the roar of engines my lullaby. My dad, all tattooes and muscles, ruled as the club's enforcer. Grandpa, with his weathered face and iron will, held court as VP.

It was more than just a club; this was my family. I grew up watching the guys come and go. None of them ever caught my eye, not really. Until him.

I remember that day like it was yesterday. Th...