The moon hung high and proud in the sky, casting a silvery glow across the sprawling grounds of the MC clubhouse. Strings of fairy lights blinked above the outdoor reception area like stars trying to outshine the night. Laughter, music, and clinking glasses filled the warm air as the wedding celebration reached its peak.
Violet looked ethereal in her custom black-and-silver wedding dress, Killer standing beside her in a tailored tux that somehow still looked like battle armor. They were finally married. A whirlwind romance stitched together by blood, scars, and stubborn love.
Everyone was there—the MC members, allies from the East and West chapters, old flames, and curious neighbors. Among them stood Haru.
She had told herself not to come. But Violet was her best friend. Her sister in s
