One moment, the highway stretched empty under a s

nvoy-four bikes cutting clean lines through the darkness-when the f

rked over the

lammed into her shoulder as she ducked on instinct. Headlig

ns. His voice was calm, almost bored, but

eir beams cutting through the night like twin blades. Shadows moved inside-men lean

t shattered Nol

ts before-bar scuffles, shouting matches

y over the wind. "They'

twisted the throttle, the bike sc

torso, fingers clutching the worn leather of his cut. The heat of

to the right, and Cole dropped back, his twin pistols flas

icing between SUVs, the Fangs patched shoulders leanin

Nolan's exhaust pipe. Sp

a dirt trail veering off the highway, bar

row," Ja

or get cut in half

ey's stomach lurched as the bike dropped off the asphalt and hit

llowed, eng

bike kicked up a wall of dust as he fired a shot that blew out a pursuer's tire. The SUV

n ducked low under a branch, and Ashley mi

is voice reached her over

drenaline and dust. "I

sound even in chaos. "You're doi

She yelped and tightened her

," Nola

ha

ghter. T

eel every breath he took, the flex of muscle beneath leather as he maneuvered. Des

w. Nolan took the climb. The bike shuddered over stones, bouncing hard enough to knock her teeth tog

ole as he gunned his engine. The night exploded in noise-sho

lear!" Ac

ound a boulder. For a breathless second, t

Metal screeched. Sparks showered. It spun out, blocking the

cing into open desert under

her to breathe again. His voice came ove

still in her throat. She loosened her death gri

d dryly. But there was a h

ly against his back. "You c

?" His voice dropped lower,

eady rise and fall of his breathing and the sure way he handled the bike beneath them-like nothing co

ahead, their taillights glowing l

n, wry as ever. "Well, that was fun. Who's

said. "I just

etty sure Nolan's the one who th

t. "She's not just a passenger," he said quietly-sof

hard, unsure

arms wrapped tight around Nolan's waist, even after the danger had faded.

e of a firefight. About the way he hadn't hesitated to risk h

ley didn't know where this road would end-but f

ed from the darkness-a half-forgotten shack flanked by rusted trailers. Bikes were parked in nea

r helmet, breathing hard, sweat sticking her hair to h

ading-the-needle work back there. Thought

Ashley. He offered a hand to help her off the bike. When their fingers

for. Fangs will regroup by sunrise. We've got mayb

bike. She realized how close she'd been

ern written across h

still holding Nolan's arm a

the eyes. "Tonight wasn't just luck. You've got to tru

t the road ahead would demand mor