I thought I was protecting my mate when I let him begin his new life at the safe house. I only destroyed it— just like I do everything I touch.

Letting my mate go is the hardest thing I've ever done, but it's for the best. Being part of my life would bring him nothing but danger and unlike me, he'd never know what could've been. My dragon disagrees and is ready to burn the world to ash. If I don't get him under control soon, I'm going to need to take drastic measures. I can't risk the lives of those I love—my family, the Protectors.

Ha! What a joke. Turns out we aren't protecting shifter kind at all, we're working for the largest organized crime circuit in the world. The more I scratch the surface, the more that's revealed. If I only have a short time before I lose control of my beast, I'm going to use it taking them down. Which is how I end up accepting a hit I'd normally have turned down. The deeper inside I get, the better chance I have to take them down.

Only when I reach my target, they're nothing like what I'd been told, and one of their crew is my mate. Now what?