THE COMPOUND did not fall quietly.
Metal screamed first. Gates torn open by force. Engines roaring through the perimeter like predators sensing blood. The night fractured under headlights and gunfire, the air sharp with burned rubber and cordite.
Lily felt it in her chest before she saw it.
Cassian Dredge had come for her. Now, it’s his turn. It has not been twenty-four hours since she talked to Robert and Cassian was already here.
She stood on the upper walkway of the compound, hands braced against the cold railing, watching chaos spread below. Ronan’s men moved fast, disciplined even in the madness.
The Black Meridian MC had always been brutal, but tonight there was precision beneath the violence. This was not a brawl. This was war.
Jeremiah stood at her side, one hand hovering ne
